The Black Sand Bar:

[Obscurus]

Taking his glass of water from the bar and enjoying a long drink from it, G turned his eyes to the comings and goings. Fae bickering with sexual overtones, military vehicles randomly driving up, mostly naked people washing up on shore; you know, the usual.

Setting his glass back down, G would turn his head from side to side listening for the slight *crack* of his vertebrae. Slow night, it seemed. This was the easiest security job evar, especially since he wasn't around half the time.

[Akako Wakahisa]

The redhead was wavering between dreams and reality though both were blissfully wonderful as Joka was with her in either realm. She could feel the pressure upon her form but did not worry due to knowing exactly who it was. Even after having been cleansed by the ocean she could detect his scent. And of course there was the feeling of their flesh connecting once more. In response to the question carressing the female's earlobe she barely nodded once while faintly whispering, "More than alright... And you?..."

[The Black Sand Mule]

"Uh... right."

Cal wouldn't comment on the weaponry, although if the vehicle had damaged the coral reef, (s)he would be incredibly pissed. After a few minutes of randomly TK'ing bottles around to find the soda, she finally nodded and floated the bottle towards Feronen.

"Exactly. We're not diplomats, we're killers. Aside from Rosa and you, although Rosa's not called the Killing Frost for nothing."

"Whatever. Even war Houses need people gifted with diplomacy..."

A few minutes later, Rhoslyn walked towards the bar, rather sweaty, glowing enough to illuminate the sand around him, and entirely naked save for the large black censor bar floating about his nether regions. No matter what angle one looked at him and/or his junk, they'd just see an appropriately-sized censor bar.

First person to make a p***s joke gets banned, dead serious.

"Akky, love, can we make this fast? I'm sorry about you and Ares, but... seeeeex."

He pouted, censor bar moving a bit.

[The Cup Cake Kid]

A growl of weak ability rumbled through him, though it was meant to be weak just to show how she affected him so. Nuzzling gently, the strange being moaned softly into his lover's ear, intertwining their legs. " As I always have *kiss* and always will..."

With the soft sort of promise, he nuzzled again kindly, trying to get enough of her, but knowing that it would never be enough.

[Feronen]

Feronen nodded a thanks to Cal, and then popped the top open on the can and took a swig of the soda, then set it back down on the counter and leaned over to place his forehead on top of the helmet. He then sighed, just sitting there for the moment, hardly noticing that Rhos had come in with a censor bar floating around his lower-regions.

[Obscurus]

G was finishing off his water, wondering when the softcore on the beach was going to turn hardcore (because honestly, who the hell watches softcore porn?). Then Ross shows up naked, appropriately censored. Thank goodness for fae glamour in all it's aspects.

"Hey Ross, maybe we should look into getting Nic one of those black bars," he shouted with a wave of his hand when the boss man appeared. The swordsman/homohumantorch (lol purple) set the empty glass on the bar and then stood. He was already growing tired of sitting around and watching everyone buy and sell various illegal crap. His mind was filling with things he could potentially make and sell once he got his materials and equipment. The price to have it shipped directly here was a b***h, but it wasn't just something he could pack home from the post office in one trip.

With a farewell wave, G wandered down to the water, inhaling deeply the ocean air. He'd probably stand there for a few minutes before he retired for the night in case anyone had any pressing business.

[Risque`]

In a flash, Akasha was directly in front of Rhoslyn, screaming in a high pitched drunken state,
"SEX?! You want to talk to me about sex?!" At this point, the faerie was waving her arms around in a chaotic state, eyes wide, "I haven't had any in almost two days now and you want to complain to ME about sex!?! I'M A FAERIE GODDAMMIT."

With that, she collapsed on the floor, knees under her, and with tears welling up in her eyes.
Her voice was soft as she looked down at the floor. "Your girl can have her wings, but I'm not going to be your personal magician. If she doesn't like the fact that swimming will be almost impossible, sleeping a nightmare for months, and motion sickness, tough."

Akasha sniffed and took another drink from the random bottle she had grabbed, and continued.
"I don't care how much sex you are having, or how much time is wasting, we will discuss all aspects of any more power I bequeath to you with my reign. You are getting too powerful. If you were not my ally, friend, and former lover, I would fear you, Rhoslyn. It is not unheard of for a coup, even among the people of the blood."

She glared up at him, as a tear rolled out of each of her iced purple eyes, and waited.

[Galaxy_Guardian003]

A figure would emerge in the now opening door. Just another figure would wander in off the street. His hapless gaze bare no more breach then the next mans. Almost oblivious to all that appeared to be relaxing, enjoying themselves and there own doings. traversing across the floor in silence, he would make his way to the bar. A stool in which he'd find comfort to aid his aching feet.

"White radish sake."

He said in a monotone voice to the bar keep, if there were one. His features neutral, his body language matching which ever else he projected. All of nothing. No coldness, harshness. Not one that acted with war torn heroism. Just another nameless face. Just a person in a crowd of people. A long brown ponytail cast down his jacket. Black gloves reaching his biceps in height. A Kitsune mask perch to the side of his head. Oddly enough the mask was his identity. With his head facing towards the bar, in front of him. He's figure bare resemblance to ANBU like appropriated adornments, though this was just for show. A costume in which he enjoyed embodying, he sat in utter stillness. A small short sword or tanto perch itself upon his back, weary be the traveller that walks blessed without protection.

[The Black Sand Mule]

"My kids are right there, you know. Why aren't you ******** the- you know, nevermind." Cue slight lowering of the angle of the censor bar as Rhoslyn frowned. "Honestly, my plate is full enough being the Archduke of Dencaf and Chelan's Defender. There is no way in hell that I could lead a country, a religion, and all the faeries of the Dark Court at the same time. No, if any of my family breaks Kynan's Oath, it won't be me. I just want to be the official leader of the armies. A fancy title, etc, etc. Nothing too major. I already need my Ravens to watch over my family at home. More power only increases the risks. ******** that, I'm not endangering my kids any further."

Rhoslyn would ignore the guy who came in through the non-existent front door after walking down the non-existent street. However, the robot bartender would stare at him and reply.

"Error: item does not exist."

"Anyway. You know I wouldn't ask for Daliah's little gift if I didn't want to have more kids."

"WHAT-"

"THE ********]

"Don't you two have something better to do? Go off and ******** or whatever, just get away from us right now."

Rhoslyn shook his head, then looked back at Akasha, amused.

[Obscurus]

Enough of being the brooding antihero down by the ocean, musing on philosophical questions about the nature of being (while secretly scoping out the apparently happy couple). G finally turned towards the tents and headed off to his own, hoping his delivery would arrive in the next day or so.

(G'night.)

[Feronen]

Feronen eyed Rhos for a moment. Touchy today, huh?

He motioned for Cal and Ana to come sit with him. "Yeah, leave your father be and come have a drink with me." He took a swig of his Dr. Pepper. Oh, the irony.

[Nihilistic_Impact]

Duc stirred and open his eyes to the sky. It was dark out but he still saw all the details as his eyes rapidly adjusted to the low light levels. Then in a low voice he spoke the command word.

"Princeps."

Before his very eyes a display popped up that only he could see and a running dialogue with a blinking light in the night sky began. There were a few things Duc was wanting in the off chance that his body alone wasn't enough for this world.

So he had sent down his arsenal along with Jupiter, who should had been there already but due to the nature of events up to this point had been kept aboard the (d)ROU. It was also decided that they would be orbital dropped at a later date instead of just displacing them down.

With his task done the display vanished and he closed his book, tucked it under his arm and made his way up to the shack of a bar with his jug in the other hand.

[Risque`]

At the mention of pregnancy and possible children, Akasha's eyes skittered away and down. She got up slowly and dusted off what wasn't there on her outfit.

"Are you sure that she is really ready for another body? Another form? Don't be selfish, Rhos. It's difficult. I was raised around many body forms and shifters and it is still disconcerting to not be in your own body at first."

She stood and grimaced as her head started to throb. "Fine. When I'm queen, you will be captain of all forces not of my guard, but until then, things will stay as they are. Cal can just keep ******** her sister, I'm done."

Akasha glared at Rhoslyn, but if he was paying close enough attention, the fey would notice that she wasn't looking him in the eye; more so toward the middle of his forehead.

[Akako Wakahisa]

In her current state of exhausted euphoria Akako's body could barely move a second ago but through his coaxing actions she managed to nuzzle her companion in return with a faint purr rumbling in the back of her throat. Even though she wasn't a catgirl it certainly wasn't the first time he'd made her purr for one reason or another during their moments together.
"Are you...trying for another round..or simply being affectionate?"


{ hm...not sure if he disappeared or what..oh well, posted anyway for whenever this continues again ><; }

[The Black Sand Mule]

"Bound and done. I can't speak for Daliah; you should talk to her about it. "

Rhoslyn sighed and rubbed his temples, looking at the ground.

"I'd say I'm sorry for this... but, I'm not. You know I didn't want to do this, Akky; but I'm not going to pretend to like the rules we live by, nor am I going to start another damn pointless argument about who started it and all that. Why do you think I live here? To get away from all of it."

He sighed again, then stepped closer to her before raising his hand and calling on his power to slice his arm open as a shot glass floated under it. After letting the glass fill, the wound stopped bleeding, and Rhoslyn touched the tips of his fingers to Akasha's forearm.

"This is the least I could do, love."

His eyes held what could only be regret. Giving her a half-hearted grin, the faerie would give her a hug, then [********] back to his tentcabin.

"Well... I am sorry for being bitchy earlier. You know where Aña and I sleep, and we're not just offering sex. I really do mean it, Akasha."

The teenager stared at Akasha for a few seconds, then nodded at Feronen.

"Perhaps a raincheck."

With this, she and her sister would go off to bed. Also for the sake of retcon, she'd switched back to female somehow during this conversation.

[Night.]