With a loud yawn Moirne woke from her sleep, which had been very sound - until the sun had started to burn her out of her tent. The night before she had quietly set up her own tent on the clearing, simply because it had been too busy to ask for one of the bar. Or she had been too tired. Moirne wasn't exactly sure any more. What she was sure of, was that she had to get of the currently sizzling tent. Now. Quickly throwing on her loose dark shorts and a clean tank top, she checked her boots for any creepers before putting them on and rushing out of the miniature oven. Sighing in delight at the clean air, she stretched to her full height, cracking a few bones back into place that the harsh jungle ground had so severely mistreated. Then it was onto her daily routine of a morning workout. It was simply a habit, and the girl found it to be the best cure for a bad morning mood. After working through the rounds of exercise she contently scrambled back up, lazily running a hand through her short-cut hair. What next. Breakfast or a bath?
Convincing herself that she would be able to enjoy her meal so much more while not smelling of sweat and dirt, she took a run for the ocean, an excited smile on her face as she waded in before taking a dive. Putting on a swimsuit of sorts had never occurred to her in the first place. As she came back to the surface, she shook her head to free it from the excess of water drops, grey-blue strands of hair plastered to her moist face. First she just floated on her back for a while, enjoying the sun and the wave of the sea. Then, having drifted away a bit from the shore, she slowly swum back, finally dragging her feet back onto the sand of the beach. Entertaining herself by looking for interesting shells while waiting for her clothes to dry in the heat of the sun, she then stumbled upon a man, who definitely was looking.. interesting, to say the least. She remotely remembered having seen him in the bar the night before, although it was from a distance. He was swaying lightly with his back against a palm tree, currently making sand creatures appear and disappear in front of him. Frowning lightly at the peculiar sight, Moirne couldn't suppress a small sigh. "And it's not even noon yet..", she muttered to herself, heaving her eyes towards the heavens as if to ask the Gods if they were seeing this. Guess not. I bet they're high on ambrosia all day themselves, if anything. Damn surf dudes.
On a positive note, she found her top dry enough to enter the bar decently. "Hey guys.", she greeted in a fashion much like the night before, slumping her untied boots over the floor until she slid on one of the barstools. "Getting your customers drunk early on the day I see.", she then grinned towards the man who apparently called himself Rhoslyn. "Seems like you know the right strategy to make 'em keep coming back for more." Wiping a few obnoxious locks of still-wet hair from her face she gave him a small wink, a smile still set on her lips. The bright weather was putting her in a good mood. "Can I have a Hawaiian Burger and a glass of milk, please?" She needed something substantial after all the activity. "And is that guy outside gonna be alright? Or should I rather worry about us?" The girl smirked. "You know, I dearly hope he sticks to sand with his little games. I was just starting to like this place."
