Nice to meet you. [Private to Zan]

adam charles lewins

It was early Thursday morning when Adam decided to head on down to the beach. He wasn't really sure why he wanted to go considering the temperature and the weather... and almost every other enviromental factor, but alas, there he was. Adam sat cross-legged on a plaid blanket of his own with an old book in his arms. However hard he tried to focus on the novel, he just couldn't do it. His gaze kept drifting off to stare at the choppy gray water of the ocean.
A light breeze blew from over the ocean, occasionally spraying little droplets on his skin, all the way from the water. Adam wasn't the least worried about a storm, though. He was more concerned with avoiding people and things that day. He'd dealt with enough the other day with Cass, Nicole, and Winnie. Adam couldn't put his finger on it but he was turning out to be pretty good with ladies so far at camp. He didn't see how they could be interested in an old veteran like him.
Adam's thoughts drifted around aimlessly in his mind, while his sparkling turquoise gaze was fixed on the stormy gray sky and the choppy, brackish water in front of him. Within about an hour of Adam's arrival on the beach, he began to notice a couple walking along the surf, dancing over the incoming tide and laughing at each others' misfortune when one got soaked with the rough waters. A ghost of a smile played on Adam's lips. He couldn't remember a time when he ever had that much fun with a girl... or a friend for that fact.
Adam was so focused on the couple dancing on the sand that he didn't notice his surroundings; a boy perched on a branch above him. All of a sudden, Adam heard a loud snap, a snap that alerted his attention upwards. Without thinking, and using his military training, Adam rolled out from under the crashing branch just before it hit the ground. A few splinters from the wood lodged themselves in the side of his face, but they were nothing that he couldn't pull out himself. The boy brushed himself off and completely shook off the entire situation without much of a second thought.
The whole thing irritated Adam slightly. He didn't normally get angry with people considering his gentle nature, but he found the whole ordeal to be annoying. Adam gave the boy an uneasy smile despite his feelings of discontent and brushed the sand off of his jacket. "I'm alright." He said, keeping his eyes low to the ground, avoiding eye contact. He couldn't help this, but whenever Adam spoke, he never made good eye contact with people. It was just a skill that he struggled with.
Adam pulled himself to his feet, wobbling slightly from all the movement he'd just done. The son of Morpheus had been outside since about half six and the whole time, he'd just been sitting there idly. He hadn't moved or stretched much so the recent movement he'd just endured was a bit sudden and harsh on his muscles.

adam charles lewins

A harsh breeze ruffled Adam's hair as he continued to dust the sand off his pants and sweatshirt. By now, he'd mostly gotten over the whole branch fiasco. He couldn't see the point of carrying on a grudge towards the boy. He hadn't done it on purpose and neither of them was hurt, so it was okay. Adam was barely listening when the boy--Chance--introduced himself. "It's nice to meet you," Adam said. It was a standard greeting. Adam didn't actually think it was nice to meet him. He just thought it was chance that he'd met a boy named Chance.
"I'm Adam," he said, glancing up at Chance's face, studying his facial features. When he'd been in the army, one of the skills he'd been taught was facial recognition. Of course, that skill had deteriorated over time, however Adam did have a general eye for detail. His gaze skimmed over the boys eyes, taking in the color and processing the rest of his features slowly. Chance's question pulled Adam out of his obervation. "I don't have any, sorry," Adam looked away, his eyes set on the horizon and the choppy waves.