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___Swim. Hazina understood that word very well. Smiling sheepishly she withdrew the blade from his chin, and handed both back to him, hilts first. She would never dream of taking his mane away from him. The Masai was overly pleased with herself at the moment, almost beaming through her mischievously gold eyes. She had succeeded in impressing him, or at least she believed so. Hazina had noticed a faint flicker of dark naughtiness pass over his face, and it made the left side of her mouth draw up in an amused smirk, completely involuntarily of course. Changing it into a large grin as she stared down at the jade water frothing at her feet, she calmed her expression and looked back up at him with a giddy smile. Sucking part of her lip into her mouth she sucked on it, trying very hard to hold back her laughter. Simply fantastic.

___"Aye." She tilted her head playfully as she mimicked his banter. Hazina did swim, it had been several ... thousand years since she'd swam out in deeper water than she could somewhat stand in. Her metal arm was a little bit of an intimidation, but as long as she kept her head smart it wasn't much to be afraid of. Was he a good swimmer, she wondered. The thought of his skin in the sun crossed her mind but if he was comfortable with it, she figured he was aware of the lobster red fair skin imitated.
___"You want?" Hazina motioned broadly at the water behind her.

___As she watched him discard his shirt, she remembered that in her haste to ... stalk him ... she had left hers on while having gone on her little swimming expedition. Now that they had finally dried off, she didn't really feel like getting them soaked again. Discarding her own various knives; without a second thought she stood and stripped down, pants and all.
___Luckily enough she'd remembered to wear her loincloth and breastbinder today. Squatting back down she eyed the man adjusting to the water temperature. Her skin was practically basking in the sun, and her toes prickled in anticipation. Tightening her legs she sprang forward and did a shallow dive, her chest barely brushing the sand as she submerged herself like a red torpedo. Resurfacing she treaded water, making sure that her feet were only floating a few inches from the sand. Hazina wiggled her toes, everything was so cool and nice, and pretty. Something wet, and heavy was on her head though, and she realized with horror she still had his hat on. Rolling her eyes at her own absentmindedness, she circled Charlot in the water before coming right up to him.

___She smiled, taking the hat off her head and extracting as much water as she could from it. A little drier than it was previously, Hazina reached up and gently placed it back on Charlot's head, returning it to its master.
___"Sorry." She smothered a laugh behind a brown hand, "But wet now, keep head from burn." Hazina knew that was a pathetic pro to her obvious con, but it was really all she had to try and placate her guilty conscience. He was taller than she thought he was, and she kicked her legs to propel herself backwards, giving him more of his own space. The water tasted salty sweet, clean, but was also starting to weigh her arm down. Curiously she played with the chambers, opening them and closing them. She suddenly realized that by leaving them open, the water flowed through instead of being trapped inside, making her arm much lighter to swim with.
___"Ah!" Hazina exclaimed delightedly. This was going to make things much easier. She looked back over at Charlot as it appeared he was mostly wading, or maybe he was just so tall he was standing. "Can swim?" She questioned.

___Hazina pulled her legs up, an automatic reaction whenever anyone was in the water near her. Perhaps some unknown childish fear they might bump into her, she'll never know. She floated and watched him submerge himself, he wasn't bad, as long as he remembered to breathe it would be fine. He had called her a tart, as far as she knew that was some sort of fruity pastry. She'd never thought of herself like a fruit before, nor a pastry. Probably just more of that odd English lingo. However, it had not escaped from her his attempts to avoid looking at her bustline. Hazina couldn't help but wonder, had he ever actually seen breasts before? Much less a nude woman? The young woman had always taken it upon herself to educate the less knowledgeable man, but in this case she wondered if it would be appropriate because of the affection her mentor showed him.

___Taking a quick breath, she dove directly down and swam towards him, using her arms in long strokes and made her way next to Charlot. Ever since she could remember, being underwater had always been an intensely magical experience for her. Looking up you could see the pretty sun diluted through pristine blue water, and down there were playful water patterns across the sand. Being completely underwater gave Hazina a sense of peace which relaxed her lungs, and almost made her feel like she could fall asleep in the serenity. Catching up to Charlot, she gently touched his shoulder with her flesh hand, letting him know she was there, before diving down further beneath him. Turning upwards so she faced him, she kicked so she could keep up under him; until she waved, and circled back up to his other side. He really wasn't doing so badly.

___She smiled, tilting her head as she floated just below his legs. She touched the bottom sand with her legs and pushed up, bursting out of the water almost above him as she gently placed her hands on his shoulders. Quickly, she pushed him underwater dunking Charlot innocently, before swimming back closer to shore and darting around the water. Slyly she'd snatched his hat back and touted the trophy back with her. This young man was a great amount of fun, she hadn't played since she was a child, and through it all she felt completely content. She wasn't trying to kill him, nor was she trying to sleep with him, though his looks were growing on her. Lifting the hat proudly she dunked the sopping wet thing on her head in a rakish fashion.

___"Natun!" She called across the water, echoing his earlier visual search. Realizing that she'd called him by Masai, she switched, "Shar-lot!" Her voice curled around the "r" pleasurably. This was getting pretty close to the time of her life, and she hadn't even shed her loincloth yet.

___Hazina politely raised her eyes above crotch-level to avoid staring at the obvious, all the while biting her lip and smiling faintly. His head was almost directly in the sun, and as she looked up she closed one eye in order to put his face into focus and grinned in an overly pleased way.
___"Always win." She laughed, puffing out her chest and flexing her arms. Quickly she winked and using her arms, shimmied lower into the water, and pushed herself between his legs and behind him. Teasingly she pulled on his pants as she slid past, not enough to pull them down but possibly enough to panic him. Once behind she spun on her knees in the billowing sand to face his back and rose up to give him a massive splash ambush attack. This could not be more fun than it was now! Well, there are always more things to do in order for a situation to be more fun, but she was shoving that dark little chuckle in the back of her mind and out of thought.

___"Slow?" She asked in an innocently sweet voice, teasing him. It was done, her heart had opened up to him the same way it had opened up to Aemilia and Ankita. It had only taken a short time, but she honestly could not remember the last time she had so much fun with a man, and did not have to worry about "paying" him back later. To feel secure with the opposite sex, it was a great feeling. Leaning up she pulled on his belt playfully, attempting to force him off-balance and backwards next to her.