Crosswinds

There wasn't much of a catch until the poles started to dispearse sand everywhere. With all the movement, the sand got into the wind and went everywhere, clouding the area in the smokescreen while everything continued to rotate in turn. " Be careful, it will be harder to see where you're going. Rather, feel where you're going. You dont' need your eyes for this."

Clay watched her make her way through, impressed at the sight of her spinning her way through the moonlit sands. This was the last part for now, he was getting to work with his flexibility of utilizing mass ammounts of sand focuses at multiple points simultaneously. This was a workout for him as well, other than a physical workout, he was working his bending skills to sway more as the sand in the wind, independant and flowing.

With her exiting the small fun time arena, Clay stopped bending as all the sand slowly collapsed into mounds all over where the course was set up. " So, what do you think? Worth coming out here?" Clay asked her, laughing while catching his breath. It took a bit of focus out of him to work all of that at once. He would have said something if his stomach didn't growl like a beast. "Um...that is a sign that I am hungry..."

Clay couldn't help but watch her stretch, seeing her clothes match to her figure. Even though her shirt hid her skin, he saw enough the way it fitted to her as she relaxed. " Oh, yes. Of course. Sorry for keeping you up." Clay felt bad for disturbing her sleep. He turned to her, offering her his hand.

"Here, I will walk you back. It's the least I can do, right?" Clay would smile as he waited for her to take his hand. " I'm not tired yet. I'm going to enjoy the night sky a bit more. Is it fine if I stay at your place tonight? I don't want to be a burden to you, so I'd understand if you said no. I at least need to get my clothes beforehand."

Clay would walk after her, following her to her place. It had become a bit cold, and he wasn't about to stay outside and catch a cold any time soon. " Should I take the couch? Or is the spare bed available?" Clay asked as he would help her in. She looked so tired, he stayed near her to make sure she didn't fall or anything. " I should get my clothes, huh? Since they are dry and all."

" I thank you for your hospitality. You saved me today." Clay thanked her and went in with her. Seeing her rub her arm, he had to ask just out of curiousity. " Are you okay? You're rubbing your arm alot. Is it itchy?" He didn't see any marking, her shirt hid her bruise from him. " Want me to look at it for you? I know a thing about stopping itches." He said with a small laugh to at least cheer her up.

Clay couldn't sleep yet. No matter how good the offer, he couldn't settle down for too long. He would have to leave soon, and he prepared his clothes in case he left the very next day. He was a wanderer, staying no place longer than a week, traveling where the wind took him, it was his way of life now and he was committed to it.

Clay went towards her, his hand reaching and holding to her shoulder. " I might be able to help. I have herbal leaves in my backpack, soaked in nutrient mineral waters, for things like wounds and bruises. It might help, if you're willing to try it." Clay went ahead to grab his backpack and return to her.

" Other than massages, I know a small bit about this medicinal herb. Here, sit. I'll apply it for you."

" We can talk about the massage after." Clay brought out the flask and set it down as he sat beside her. He would bring out one of the herbs and using it to wipe her arm a bit. " Tell me if this hurts at all." He then would wring out the herb, wrapping it onto her arm so it would stick to her arm as it dried. "There. I can switch it out in 8 hours, your bruise should be better by then. " Clay said with a smile, setting the flask back in his backpack. " Now, about that massage."

" What to do? Well, it's all about what you're comfortable with. I do better with the bare body of my client, as long as they are okay with bearing that much to me. Are you sure you want that?" He finished and helped roll her shirt sleeve down over her arm. " That's all done. See? That didn't take long at all, now did it?" He didn't want to force her into anything she didn't want, so he would take his time getting to know her better. It was hard to make friends as it is for him.

Seeing her stripping before her, he looked at her and watched. He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she made her way to her undergarments. " That's perfect. I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable with it." He nodded to her, stretching his hands with small motions until his fingers would crack. " Okay. Then turn your back to me and stay still. I'll take care of everything for you."

" Well, yes, but maybe we should sit down." He would take her hands from behind, walking her into her bedroom. " Ahh, perfect. Go sit on your bed and get comfortable. Or lay down. It's your choice." He had let her hands go to let her go to the bed. He went to the bed, helping prepare it for her, setting the pillows up for her. " Have you had a massage before? Or is this your first experience?"

" Okay then." Once she was laid down, he would kneel down before the bed, able to reach everywhere he needed from there. " And for your gloves? You want to keep those on?" He brought it up in case she wanted to but maybe had forgotten, his hands already getting to work with his thumbs pressing just onto her back where her neck and shoulders met, his hands getting ready as they all rested to her back.

" As you wish." He would smile, letting his fingers press more to her back as he would begin. Slowly, he worked his fingers in circular motions, easing from the crook of her neck down along her back to make sure to work his way along her spine, applying all the right pressures in the right places to help loosen her out a bit and ease the stress from her.

His hand motions would start guiding up along her back, from the small of it to the upper parts as hie thumbs wiggled against her. He would help loosen her muscles, especially, seeing as they were so tense from an abundance of use with a lack of relaxation. From his back, his hands moved to her shoulders to begin working down along her arms.