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 Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2015 2:04 pm
"Ah~ Years of training as a Casanova will finally come in handy." He joked with a grin. Dylon was itching to do some swimming. Investigation or not. They'd only get so far talking about it. Dylon started stripping off his clothing to reveal the swim suit underneath. "When did the people disappear? Night time? Day time? Party time?" Swim time. What was he talking about again? Swimming? Yeah, totally.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2015 8:40 pm
"I didn't think you'd actually make it, Hattie." He grinned and very deliberately reach out one leg to kick the Dorito-tainted sandwich nonchalantly under a heavy cabinet. This was accompanied by the most angelic look Horace could muster. But then people were suddenly pulling out swimsuits from everywhere. Horace could've laughed. Dylon had just come so prepared. It was, he thought, to be somewhere with friends; he actually felt like laughing for real and not some societal makeshift thing. "They disappeared during all times of day, from what I can gather - there's not a whole lot of info..." Horace shrugged apologetically and began to strip. ------ He could tell the water would be a little chillier than the ideal. Gentle waves crested across the beach, sand and rock and not exactly a tourist-y type of picture perfect. So Horace did what he did best: he pushed Hattie into the water. (He also tried to get Dylon, too, but he only had so many arms.)
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 3:42 pm
"Your time on the casting couch paid off!" Harley added to Dylon's joke, laughing loudly at her own terrible one. "And you, never joke about such a thing!" She kicked Horace with her toes, and then set to finish getting ready.
At the beach, Hattie wasted no time in stripping out of her bath robe, pinning it to the sand with her shoes and snack bag. It also didn't take much luring to get her onto the rocks; the redhead had no interest in wading into the water. She wanted to jump in. Go from warm to frozen in two seconds.
Horace beat her to it, and she yelped when she felt both hands plant against her and shove.
She didn't even get a chance to try and grab either of the boys on her way down. She just tried to fix her fall, giving herself as much of a change of plunging into the water with as little pain as possible. The cold rushed up to meet her, and shocked every ounce of her body; and god, did she love it. Not as much as the weightless moment, just as the water slowed her fall into nothing.
The trainee stayed under water for a little while longer, in no rush to head back to the surface.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 3:58 pm
Dylon was just about to laugh at Harley when she was being shoved into the water, but Horace got him next. With a yelp, he was under the water. He surfaced soon after, pushing his curly, now wet bangs from his face. "AAAAH!" He yelled, laughing. "It's so cold! You a**!" He kept laughing. "Frick!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 5:26 pm
"And here I am, so beautifully warm and dry." He smirked, a big s**t-eating grin. Horace knew he was being a d**k, but he'd jump in soon enough anyway. He scanned the water and frowned.
"What the ******** is Hattie - half dolphin?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 5:33 pm
enoh love As Hattie drifted underwater, red hair billowing out like some strange new kind of coral reef, she would feel something. At first, a tiny tug on her ankle, nothing hard, just enough to feel strange. Then another. Finally, a hard yank. But there's nothing touching her.... bittiface If Dylon listens carefully, he might hear an odd noise. An almost ghostly wail, it starts soft and low and rises like birdsong in the morning. Fog crawls along the water in the distance. Something is forming inside that fog.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 5:50 pm
Hattie had her eyes closed, still enjoying the feel of the water around her. Only a few seconds had passed - so no, Horace, she wasn't part dolphin. She was pulled from her reverie as something tugged on her. Even under water her eyes opened, tilting her head down to look at her legs. There was nothing there that she could see - but then again, it wasn't very bright, either. Maybe something had swam by?
Suddenly thee was a yank on her leg, one hard enough to pull her down half a foot in the water. Okay, now she couldn't ignore it. Trying to figure out what was trying to pull her under was now near the end of her list of concerns. First, she needed to get away, and back to the surface.
She kicked as hard as she could, stretching her arms above her head to cut through the water above her. When she finally did break the surface, she gasped to get some air back in her lungs first, and then, in a breathless voice:
"GUYS Something tried to pull me down!" She called out to the boys, wasting no time in trying to swim back to the surface. The fog was behind her and unnoticed, as was the wailing; she was focused on getting out.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 6:02 pm
What was that noise? Dylon stopped laughing. Maybe he'd just imagined it. But as he filtered out the sound of the water clapping about, he could hear it. What it was, he didn't know. But he turned, and something was forming. Fog was closing in, and it held an almost alive sort of feeling. Like it had a purpose. A goal. A target. His thoughts were shattered as Harley called out. Instincts took over and he swam like lightning to her, which wasn't all that far. "I got you!" He called, unconcerned about what lay beneath, and more about keeping her out of the water. He knew he was the strongest swimmer among them. He could handle this. It was the one thing he could do. Maybe it was ghosts. Maybe this was part of the town's epidemic. "Horace! What's out there?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2015 7:01 pm
Horace startled at Hattie's cry, splashing forward into the water, Jannisari hissing onto his fists. "s**t - Hattie are you okay?" Dylon had gotten her, though - and that was part of the reason the moon hunter had been brought along: his swimming prowess. But even that was forgotten in the face of the fog.
"Guys, I think night-swimming was a bad idea..." His eyes wide, Horace watched as a ship that was certainly not normal emerged from the fog.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2015 7:11 pm
Quote: Suddenly, the temperature drops. A ship sails from the fog. Even from this distance, you can see strange forms moving on the deck. It sails much faster than a normal ship and seems somehow transparent. The ship is obviously the source of the eerie noises echoing across the bay. Although it moves around at random, it never comes close to the shore or the lighthouse. Eventually, it sinks slowly into the water at a certain spot.
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