Vacation's where I wanna be

[exeggutorhead]

Who: Crow Hogan, Envy, Heather Mason, Henry Townshend, France, Greed, Lust, Scar
Where: Olivine beach
When: July 20th
Summary: It's not summer without a gratuitous trip to the beach!
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13?
Log:

Rainy July getting people down? The best cure for that is a BEACH PARTY.

Comments

[foolishwren]

Wow.

Sounds like he could be Cooj's long-lost twin brother.

... In spirit.

<sub>[Completely overwhelmed with wonder at the spherical seel's ability to go round and round and round and round, Cujo turns in circles himself, splashing in the water and barking repeatedly.]

[YOU LOOK LIKE A BALL!!!! I CHASE BALLS!!!! WANT ME TO CHASE YOU???? OH PLEASE OH PLEASE LET ME CHASE YOU]</sub>

[a_sin_for_him]

He is a sweet thing, for all of it.

[And more than eager to play with Cujo, zipping off down the beach in a blur of blue and white. Lust just shakes her head in mild, tired amusement.]

Just don't leave food out. He really will eat anything he can find if no one's watching.

[foolishwren]

_{[Still barking up a storm, the tiger-colored dog barrels after him, frisbee forgotten.]}

--Wow. Definitely long-lost twins, then.

ANYWAY, uh-- you're Envy's sister, right?

_{[She extends a hand again, this time for the purpose of shaking.]}

Heather.

[a_sin_for_him]

Oh. Yes. Lust.

[It's easiest. She takes the offered hand and gives a brief shake, not familiar enough with the gesture to be comfortable with it. The Pokemon are off entertaining one another and Lust finds herself in the awkward position of making small talk.]

We've spoken a few times.

[foolishwren]

Yeah, I think I remember.

_{[Heather's handshake is fairly firm, though not as much as it once was. She used to try and crush peoples' hands for kicks. Not so much anymore. Or 'right now'.]}

I'm actually kind of surprised he was able to convince all of you to even BE here. You guys don't seem like the, uh, beach types.

[a_sin_for_him]

What sort of 'type' does a person have to be to want to see the seaside?

[Lust's eyebrow lifts, honestly perplexed by the statement. She's never even seen the ocean up close, how would she know if she likes it or not?]

[foolishwren]

Well, not the type who stands there and looks at the ocean like she's not totally sure it won't grow a mouth and bite, for one.

_{[She says this with good humor, not mockingly.]}

[a_sin_for_him]

I've never seen it up close before.

[Lust shrugs. How is she supposed to react, when confronted with someone new and vastly unknown? She's only ever glimpsed it down open streets or in the distance. And from that distance it looks like a large lake. It's something different, right here.]

[foolishwren]

It's somethin', huh?

_{[She'd grown up-- or, well, spent some of her childhood years, anyway-- next to the ocean. Not that she ever really identified with it much, but the salty air is still a source of fond memories.]}

[a_sin_for_him]

It is. Big.

[Vast, really. Like the sky, in a way. Vast and humbling and as entrancing as it was capable of inspiring feelings of smallness and loneliness. Lust wrapped her arms around herself without thinking, finding the contemplation of endless waves and depth somewhat chilling.]

[foolishwren]

Yeeeeeup.

<sub>[She can't help but note that unmistakable body language.]

[Instead of commenting, though, she just grins.]</sub>

Planning on taking a dip in it?

[a_sin_for_him]

Maybe. I don't know how to swim.

[And she's heard about currents and undertows and all of those things.]

[foolishwren]

Splashing around in the shallows doesn't really require swimming, but s'your call.