Climbing to the top... one step at a time.

[Violette]

Valentine sighed, pulling his sketchbook closer to himself. So, he was out exploring again? It was already the holiday break, and it was drawing closer and closer to Christmas -- his favorite holiday -- and the first Christmas that he would be spending with his family. It was early in the morning. The sun was out, though covered with a thick layer of clouds. For some odd reason, it reminded him of a painted ball of sunshine, covered with strokes of a white brush. His twin sister was back at home, enjoying the morning...in bed. He had no idea how he had ended up at the beach, and assumed it was probably the result of him walking...and walking. The sand was grainy beneath his feet, and he could feel himself sinking with every step he took. He jumped forward, towards a somewhat huge rock, which he sat on. The ocean close by, he thought it would be a great idea to go ahead and sketch it as a Christmas gift for his brother.

[Evangeline]

Athena Ellis was busy at home, decorating the tree and baking cookies for her family...and she still needed to do her Christmas shopping, too. She had already figured out what to buy Annelise: a cute purse with black sequins. She had noticed Anne staring at it as if she had fallen in love when they had gone out to buy something for PJ. She had gone out early in the morning to go ahead and take a walk around the town. She had started at the park, but had ended up here, at the beach. The water was probably freezing at this point. The sky was a shade of liberty blue. It was bright outside, despite that the sunshine was blocked by a cloud. The air was chill. Noticing a boy sketching the ocean on a rock nearby, Athena skipped toward him. Sneaking up behind him (on accident, of course), she smiled lightly. "Hello! I'm Athena Ellis," she introduced herself, quite determined to befriend the boy. "I like your sketch..." she said, her eyes traveling to his sketchpad.

[Violette]

He was shocked when somebody suddenly appeared behind him randomly. Ignace had probably let out a little yelp, actually. Hopefully she didn't hear him, the last thing he wanted to do was make himself look like an idiot again and embarrass himself. Valentine turned around to face the girl. She was pretty, and seemed friendly--she had an upbeat attitude and a cheerful voice. He couldn't help but smile as if she were a child. "Pleasure to meet you, Athena. I'm Ignace Rousseau, but you can call me Valentine, or Val." he introduced himself, offering his hand in a shake. When she mentioned what he was sketching, he blushed lightly. "Um... Thank you. Because Christmas is right around the corner, and I don't know what to give my brother, I figured that I could maybe draw him something instead." he shrugged.