Sylvia
Al makes his way towards the cliff feeling the breeze of the sea and he takes a seat right by the edge his feet dangling off the edge. He looks out to the sunset and the orange and red skies reflecting on the sea bellow. During this time he allows his thoughts to just roam free allowing and fill up his thoughts and they soon travelled to his thoughts of the path he has taken.

From when he was young he had always desired to be strong for fame to be the champion, this of courses changed when he and his mother was kidnapped, and when his mother lost her life due to his weakness. From that day he vowed to become stronger to protect the people so that no one would ever loose their mother or their father again. He got stronger of course he had even won a lot of tournaments all due to his hard work. When he was 19 he was still traveling during this time he met a young girl who had lost her parents. He took her underneath his wing and took care of her but one day she got lost in the mountains when she wasn't paying attention and that's where a group of ursaring attacked and where he fought them off subsequently loosing an arm. He and the girl travelled some more until she was able to reunite with her parents thinking that it was best he left her with her aunt and uncle leaving her there. After a few months of travelling alone he met journeyed and fell in love with this beautiful woman, she was kind, strong, talented, makes him wonder what she saw in the mess that is himself, and what surprised him the most was that she was the champion of a region and invited him to live with her there, and well he did it was supposed to be a happily ever after, but even after all the strength he had he still couldn't save her. She took charge as champion and sacrificed herself in order to save the region.

He was stuck in a spiral then this invite came and he thought it was best it was an opportunity to heal himself heal the wounds that has formed but instead of healing new wounds formed and have caused new wounds to open. He lies down and he sees the old scarf that Cynthia had given him. He couldn't stand to look at it any more as he felt the sting of rejection once again and he began to untie it from his wrist and held it tightly in his hand the wind making it flutter as he looks at what sewn onto it, to my best friend -C. He closed his eyes as his grip on it began to loosen, he opened his eyes as he watches the wind take it away from him not wanting to hold onto something that would bring him pain. He lies down and looks up at the sky and the stars above, maybe it was for the best as anyone he loved either died or was hurt, maybe his love was a curse and it was best that Cynthia had rejected him who knows what would have happened if he were to spend anymore time with her. He takes out a cigarette and lights it and inhaled deeply the smoke feeling his lungs warming himself from the now cold wind. He closed his eyes finally letting his tears escape him. He didn't make a noise as he just laid there crying.
Cristina
Moni wasn't in the greatest mood. There was something in her head telling her to do things she didn't want to do. She decided to go up to the cliff. She saw Alphonse, but just stayed silent and sat down next to him. She stared out at the ocean before stuffing her face in her knees and began to sob silently.
Sylvia
Al sat up cigarette still in his mouth as he wiped the tears but his cheeks were clearly stained by them. "What happened?" He asks his voice gravellingHe put his emotions to the side as there was someone who needed comforting more than he does right now.
Cristina
She turned her head to the side, her head still resting on her knees. "I... I don't know... Whenever I'm around... Certain people-" She sniffled "-Something in my head is telling me that I should... Hurt them.." Her grip on her knees got tighter. "I don't want to hurt anyone though!" She took her hands off of her knees and ruffled with her hair, clearly frustrated. "I'm just scared that I'm going to... Do something.." She stuffed her face back into her knees and started to cry again.
Sylvia
Alphonse looked at her concerned. "Like what type of voices?" He asked, he knew things like ghost type pokemon or even psychic ablities or even multipersonality disorders so he was looking to help her.
Cristina
She didn't reply at first. She laid down and set her head in his lap. "I... I don't know..!" She wiped her tears away. She wasn't really thinking about what she was doing right now. She had slight memories of Mason laying down and setting his head in her lap whenever he was sad. The thought just made more tears well up in her eyes and she continued to cry.
Sylvia
Alphonse tossed the cigarrette over the cliff he would bring monika in for a hug and hushed her trying to calm her down. "Hey everything will be alright, just try to relax alright?" He tries to soothe her.
Cristina
She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, after a few minutes she calmed down, but she didn't take her head off of his lap. There were still some tears flowing down her eyes, but not as intensely as before. She held her head and sniffled, "My head hurts.."
Sylvia
Al nods and massaged her forhead while humming a soft tune hoping that it would comfort her. He remembered that when ever Andrea would have a headache he would do this for her and usually it would work.
Cristina
She smiled and opened her eyes to look out at the ocean. "Thank you.." She turned her head to look up at him and gave him a soft smile.
Sylvia
He smiled softly as he continued to massage her temple and mouthed. "No problem" He says as he stares out into the ocean once again.