Long Road Behind You [Bauher, Lilith]

The Beach.

Nice and relaxed. Bauher let out a slow, steady sigh as he took in that nice salty air. There was a few nice beaches on the island to enjoy, they tended to crowd at times, but things seemed, blissfully peaceful. While many conjured the notion of beautiful bodies clad in bouncy outfits. Frankly, there was mostly just....people. Families with kids. Elderly people enjoying their free time. A sprinkling of the city scattered across the beach itself. Bauher himself, naturally, was using this time constructively to relax in his own way.

With the tide leaving, there was a whole band of nice wet sand to work with, and so once his little towel was set up off to the side with his stuff, Bauher made his way to the nice wet band to begin collecting wet sand and bringing it a bit further up shore in buckets to begin constructing a little castle for himself. It wasn't a terribly long affair, and he didn't go building himself something massive or grandiose. No, that was more of a group project if he wanted to do something like that. But it was still a bit on the elaborate side. A nice sloping moat for the sea water to spill in and fill, with a nice simple castle complete with little etched doorways.

There was something peaceful to the process as he lightly used a small twig to indent the sides of the sand castle, the faintest little crackle of green as he used his fullbring to smooth out the edges rather than having it clump and get residue everywhere.

The sound of the ball rushing in caused Bauher to turn his head as the object flew in. A ripple of green spiritual energy smoothing along the sand hardening it just as that ball slammed into it, the wet sand thankfully would have already been resistant to simply exploding from the impact, but with his little trick, the barest indentation was formed as the ball bounced off the castle and cratered the spot next to the castle so very slightly. Still, a section of the castle had still collapsed and he chuckled a bit to himself as he sighed. Hm, he really needed to work on getting faster with that sort of thing. Still, he smoothed his hand along the sand and eased the sand back into it's old shape, a silent request for the castle to fix itself as he then turned his attention to the cause of the incident. Bauher himself didn't especially stand out. He was a bit tall at 6', but not abnormally so. He had a pair of swim trunks on and an open button op that showed off his frame but offered a bit of protection from the sun beyond just his sunscreen. But well. It wasn't like he was ripped or anything.

Really, the only outstanding quality about him was just that pale white hair of his.

"Heh, n o I'm fine. Just a little sandy, but nothing a little dip won't wash off. Thank you though." He noted with a warm, polite smile, giving the woman a nod before his attention shifted over to the game itself. Definitely not his speed, but he did notice just how far away it was from where he was. "Thats a helluva arm though, I wouldn't think you'd be able to deal that much camage to my castle from so far away, you a Pro athlete?" He ventured with a smile and a slight tilt to his head in her direction.

Bauher was in the midst of fixing up a few of the details when he noticed the woman was now more or less squatting next to him. His brows raising a bit before a lopsided little smile formed and he chuckled, a gentle, tired little laugh that wasn't quite as energetic as someone younger. "Hah, I dont' know about 'prevented' I wasn't actually able to do that completely, just sortof softened the blow. Not really one to go tooting my own horn, especially when it only sortof worked.." He noted with a chuckle and a light dismissal of the praise, scooping a bit of the sand up and moving it to the side as he adjusted the shape of the castle a bit.

"I'm just a human, a Fullbringer if you want to split hairs." He pointed out, raising a finger and opening his palm as the particulate of sand on his palms were smoothed off, drawing a bit of moisture from the air and nearby sand to wash his hands clean before offering a relaxed smile. "And what about yourself? Not often I run into civilian spiritual enthusiasts."

Bauher smirked just a little as she gave that response and promptly sat down. Still focusing on his work as she seemed to overlook his work, not seeming to mind when she trailed off. That was a reasonable response. As it were, even among the spiritual community, powers weren't too rare. But for such a mundane application? It wasn't quite as common. One was either MUCH more proficient than he was, where such applications were just easy, or you were like him, and you put effort into managing such little things.

"Hm, still strange getting used to Death Gods being something that's no big deal. That said, don't you have a game to get back to? I should still be here once you guys wrap up." He ventured with a slight tilt to his head. She did, after all, wind up coming over here because the ball was knocked over, he glanced in the direction she'd come from, potentially to some bewildered stares from her teammates before glancing back to the woman. Not that he offered anything other than a gentle smile. Far be it from him to fault someone for getting distracted. Goodness knew he had been distracted by far less.