Sightings

ARaynes

Queen of Temptation
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OOC:This thread is open. Looking for a romantic writer.


Her heart hung low. The one and only love she had ever had was now gone. She longed to have the love that she once had, but there was not a chance for that now.

She watched from the lighthouse. The waves crashed on the ocean. She had longed to jump from it's balcony to join her lost love, but her body would not go. She didn't have the nerve.

When he was around, her hair had life to it. Now her once curly red hair now hung limp blowing in the breeze. Her once beautiful curves had long ago became a thin veiw of her former self. She ate, but her hunger did not come at times, so the weight had dropped.

She was still pretty, just not vibrant. Lonliness hung around her like a cloud on a stormy day. Each night she promised that one night she would find true love once again.

She sat and watched the ocean wondering if there were other ships lost at sea.
 
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Name Scott
Age 24
Looks 6’6 200 pounds muscular bild black silky hair hazel eyes
Personality quite and shy type



I look out in to the fog seeing the light house to late and I feel a jolt as my bout hits a rock. I’m thrown in to the water trying to swim for my life when I feel something hit my head and blackness takes me. My unconches body flouting in the water is cot buy a carnet and is eventually washed up on to a rocky beech where I lay unconscious and breathing shallowly.
 
Carla

As if someone was out there to grant my wish I saw a boat. It apparently saw the lighthouse too late for I heard it crash. I grabbed my first aid kit and with the speed of a well trained runner jogged down the staires of the lighthouse and out the door. If anyone was on the ship I had to make sure they were ok. It was my job.

I ran to the shoreline, my flashlight shining up and down the rocky torraine. At first I didn't see anything but then it came to me. A crumpled form in on the rocks.

I ran to the form and checked for breathing. He was breathing but it was really shallow. Taking the smelling salts I held them under his nose. He flinched awake. "Shhh," I told him. "You have hurt your head. Don't say anything."

I looked at the rest of his body, searching for injuries. "Do you think you can walk? To the lighthouse? I can get you into a bed and warmed there."
 
Scott

I grown as I smell the salts opining my eyes looking up in to the eyes of an angle. I grown putting my hand on my head I say I think I can walk. I slowly stand up staggering with the effort. I sway unsteadily as I try to steady my head trying to stop the swaying. I feel an arm sliding around my waist. I say where am I blinking saying for that mater who am I. I frown trying to think trying to remember.
 
Carla

I help the man to the cot in the lighthouse. He obviously hit his head pretty hard. Amnesia has set in. Taking the first aid kit I wrap his head up and then laid his head on the pillow rest then we will figure out who you are.

He rested for several hours and when he finally opened his eyes again I was ready with water and a lunch. "You have slept a long while. How are you feeling?"

She smiled. It had been a long time since she had had company. She wanted him to feel welcome. "Do you remember who you are?"
 
Scott

I slowly open my eyes looking up at the lovely girl as she hands me a glass of water and some food. I smile as I take the water gulping it down thirstily. I then look up at her smiling saying I still don’t know how I am or where I am for that mater. I put a pillow behind my head as sit up taking the food. I eat slowly trying to remember but nothing is coming. I look up at the girl I don’t even now where I am or why.

After I take a few bits of food I look up in to her dutiful face looking in to her eyes I see a sadness there sadness that seems to pole at me. I say what is the name of the angel that saved me. I smile shyly as I take another bite of food. I never take my eyes off of her butte some how I know I’ve never seen any one as bountiful as her but I can’t say why I know.
 
Carla

He calls me an angel. How wonderful. I smile at his kinds words. "My name is Carla, but I am no angel. It is my job."

I look at him, his eyes are so beautiful, they seem to penetrate me. "I wish I knew how to deal with amnesia, but until we find out who you are you really have no where to stay. You can stay here until we find out if you like."
 
Scott

I smile softly saying I would like to stay hear if you really don’t mind I look in to hear eyes as they seem to pole me in to there depths. I blink as some thing wells up out of the blackness in my mined a name I close my eyes saying Scott. I open my eyes saying that’s my name Scott I frown agene but that's all I rambler.
 
Carla

I smile. "Well, see there you go. Staying here won't keep you from your travels long. You have already remembered your name and that will halp you out a lot."

I look at him and notice his fatigue.

"Why don't you sleep for the night. I will as well. And then in the morning we will go get breakfast. I may have some clothes that fit you." I say before going to let him sleep some.


I slept well. My dreams which were usually nightmares of love long gone were not around this night. In the morning I woke with a fitful rest and ready to make the day.

I showered and then ran down the staires with some new clothes for Scott.

"Rise and shine. Time to go and get breakfast.."
 
Scott

My eyes open slowly as I hear some one calling rise and shine. I look up seeing Carla coming in to the room holding some close. I say in a tired voice good morning I slowly swing my lags out of bed putting my feet on the floor. I smile warmly as she hands me the close. I say thank you I stand as she terns her back to me. I slide my shorts off and slide the close that she gave me on I say where are we going to eat.
 
Carla

"Oh, there is a diner down the street." I say as I turn around. I blush and then turn quickly back. "I am sorry. I thought you were finish."

Think Carla think. Say something smart.

"I am a vegitarian, so I always go there for the salad."

You call that smart? Geez

"Unless you want me to cook, but I am afraid I don't have much here to cook."
 
Scott

I smile softly as she tern while I’m poling my pants up. I say the dinner is fine. I button my pants saying you can tern now. I look at her face smiling at her blush I gently touch her cheek saying you are dutiful. I chuckle softly saying you now I that you where an angel when I saw you yesterday I smile shyly as I see her blush grow deeper.
 
Carla

"I am no angel. Just the tower keeper. Do you feel like you can walk? The Diner is just a block away."

She grabbed her bag and headed for the door of the Lighthouse.

"Do you remember anything?" She ask him as she locks the door and starts heading for the diner.

"It has been a long time since I have taken more than a book to the diner so please do excuse the remarks that you will hear."

She grabs a newspaper from the newstand and walks into the diner.
 
Scott

I fallow her in to the Diner looking around at the peppal eating as they look up at me wondering who I am. I fallow Carla to a table taking a set across from her. I look up at the waitress as she comes over with some glasses of water. I smile up at her saying can you bring me a grilled ham and cheese and some fries. She nods righting it down as she looks at Carla for her order.

I say to Carla as for my memories nothing more then my name so fare. I shrug saying I hop it comes soon I don’t wont to be a burden on you for to long.
 
Carla

"A burden?" I think to myself. "Maryl, bring me a chef salad, minuss all the meat." I wink to Maryl as she laughs. "The usual then Carla. One day you will eat a hamburger." She says as she walks away.

I never thought I would eat a hamburger. I take a sip of my water and then look at Scott.

"You are not a burden. I don't get many visitors since Damian di-.....well, since Damian left." I say before bowing my head. I had not spoke his name more than twice in all the years since he was gone and now here I am telling some stranger that he has died.

"You don't need to think you are a burden but I do need to go and get groceries before we head back. I usually eat here so I don't have a lot in the lighthouse. You could imagine what a mess I make in the kitchen though." I laugh at myself trying to cover my sadness.

"So, are you married?" I ask forgetting his amnesia.
 
Scott

I look up as I hear the pain in her voice as she says “I don't get many visitors since Damian di-.....well, since Damian left." I frown sympathy in my eyes. I she then asks if I’m marred. I look down at my finger saying unless I don’t where the ring I’m not. I hold up the hand that would have the wedding ring on.
 
Carla

"Yes, I guess you have a point. I was married once. But, it ended a long time ago."

I sit and open the paper. I had done this thousands of times in the last few years but I did it now to see if their were any missing people adds. If he had family then surely someone was looking for him.

The food came and set before us. "Thank you." I told Maryl as she walked away.

"I hope you enjoy it. It looks good, if you like meat."
 
Scott

I smile saying I’m shear it’s as good as I looks. I take a bite of my sandwich watching Carla. I say so what is a good looking girl such as your self doing with out a boyfriend you would think every available man in town would be after you.
 
Carla

I blushed at his words. It was true, after Damian died many asked for me to date them, but I never had the heart. I wanted that romance back.

"I was married once. My husband, well, met with an unfortunate accident. I haven't had the heart to date since then. I don't want to loose anyone else."

"Maryl, a refill please?" I ask the waitress before continuing.

"You are actually the first person to step into the lighthouse since my husband died. I don't have many visitors, and when I do get them I don't let them stay. I wish you could tell me something about yourself."
 
Scott

I frown as I hear about her husband saying I’m sorry for your loss. I smile trying to lighten the mood saying well you got a visitor now and I’m happy to be staying with you. I look down shyly saying I some how feel safe there I don’t no why. I shrug and say for telling you about my self maybe tomorrow we can look along the shore and see if any of my stuff washes up. Maybe some thing will tell tern up to tell use who I am and where I live or some thing. I shrug. I look up at her smiling warmly.
 
Carla

He looks at me with sympathy. "Yes, you are right, you are safe with me." Then thinking about looking for his stuff. "We can look today if you want. There is plenty of daylight left."
 
Scott

I smile as she says that we can look today still. I look out the window seeing that the sun is still farley hie in the sky. I say your right we can look today still if you don’t mined. I finish my sandwich watching Carla as she eats. When she finishes I say shall we go now or do you have some thing ells to do.
 
Carla

"NO, we can go now." I say before going to pay the ticket. "IT was a great lunch Maryl. Thanks" Maryl and Mac, the diner owners were just like my family. I had not really known anyone in this town so theytook me in as their own.

I headed for the door as he followed me out. "Such a beautiful day out today. You would be surprised after the storm."
 
Scott

I fallow Carla out of the diner walking behind her watching her ass sway I smile enjoying the view. I then lengthen my stride coming up beside her looking around as we com to the rocky shoreline. I stop looking out at the water. I feel it pole at me I say softly I think I spent a lot of time on the water. I blink finding a tear falling down my cheek I shake my head as the flutter of memory goes once agene.
 
Carla

I watch as he stops, seeming to cry. "I watch the waters a lot. Watching for Damian I guess. Wanting him to come home. The sea pulls me in like a vaccum sometimes. I am sure your connection with her will be announced once your memories come back."

Looking at the shorline something grabs my attention as it glints in the sunlight.

I run over to it and see that it is a pocket watch. Well, a broke pocket watch. Picking it up I think that even if it is his will he remember?

"Is this yours Scott?"
 
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