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Josh barely caught Ani’s snappy voice trailing after him. At the last second, he twisted around to face the girl. A small frown played on his lips in thought, “Hn, Dr. Kyou runs the Lab. I think he serving drinks in the bar. Black hair and devil horns.” He hoped that the meager description was enough for Ani. Josh spun on his heels and took off in the direction of sand, surf, and satisfaction. He wanted to see just what else there was to offer at this charity shindig.

Josh slowed down to a casual trot as he was swept into the main portion of the sandy flat of land. He paused allowing his eyes to trail around at the people he passed, not really focusing on a set individual. He let his mind wander and allowed himself to enjoy the glistening rays of the sun as they soaked into his skin. It was a pleasant feeling to be warmed by the sun. He was amazed at just how cold it had been under that canopy.

Location: Beach Bar

Dr. Kyou?

Her immediate thoughts were related to Asians. Considering she had seen none around, that would make finding him easy.

Black hair? Even easier.

Devil horns?

...wait, what?

"Wh-.. devil ho--" Josh had already finished up his answer and was moving away again. She couldn't rightly run after him smoothly with her new bandages. Ani wrapped her arms around her torso, trying to collect her thoughts for a moment. Dr. Kyou had black hair and devil horns? And was manning the bar? Her hazel-green eyes drifted along everyone currently standing or sitting or behind the bar. There was Mouse again, the boy who had tried to help her up, a woman with purple hair, one of the Raevan's which had just chimed out quite loudly, a black and red Raevan whom was speaking with Mouse, the cold one from before now moving away... A frustrated sigh left her lips and she turned back to lean forward, looking behind the bar.

There were too many people here. It was so crowded.

Beneath her, she felt Tango panting against her legs as he laid down, the cool of the flooring around the bar probably helping him quite a lot as his breathing was not nearly as labored as it had been on the shore. Black hair. Devil horns. One would think the mission of finding such a man would be a simple task, or that she would have even caught a glimpse of him previously, but such was not the case. How was some one with such unnatural appendages that hard for her to spo-- ...oh there he was.

"Aaaand here is your fruit salad daiquiri! Enjoy!!"

On the other side of the bar, furthest from her. Of course she missed him.

A quick click of her tongue and Tango was up on his feet again with a strained groan. Apparently he had liked his spot. Still, Ani had waited far too long to get this information and had gotten a flesh wound in the process of seeking it out. She wasn't about to let the chance pass up now that he was in her sights. As she moved closer, though, a black haired woman with green eyes rushed over, greeting the object of her attention. Curses. Foiled again.

The waiting game it would have to be. She wasn't about to be so rude and bold as to interrupt an apparently casual meeting as the woman quickly corrected herself, simply using the doctor's name rather then title. "Sads," she sighed nonchalantly, patting Tango lightly on the back. He just wagged and panted.

((Beach Bar))

It was a little charming to hear Meli call out the list of activities, flying a little higher above the crowd than anyone else. By time she realized it, she had already stood out a bit. Not like it was a bad thing. He was still a little shocked from Meli's quiet admission on the sand heading back to the bar... but he was recovering quickly. When she came floating back down, he decided which ones sounded interesting to him as well.

"A lot of the games sound interesting, don't they?" Zave smiled at her, pondering which ones to participate in. "Hmmm...I think I'll do the Limbo and Storytelling Event." He finally decided, pointing to his ribbon coming just below his chest. "I don't have a stomach yet, so pie eating would be a little hard. Also, I don't want to end up on a team against you in the paintball game. If you want to do those too, I'll cheer you on though!"

He then remembered the other two raevans they were there to represent as well. "How about for Laz and Tari? Do you think there's enough room for them to sign up as well?" He looked at Meli quizzically as he wrote his name down on the two sheets. "Have you put your name on the events yet?" He also asked, offering the pen to her.

[[ Beach Bar ]]

Well... That went well. Perhaps it was just too many people around. She she would have to pluck up the nerve to talk to someone. She spotted Anita and her dog.

"'Scuse me," Bridget started, "Have you seen a pair of little carrot-tops running around 'ere? Kids, I mean - 'bout eight?" She smiled in an almost self-depreciating way.

"I'll get out of your hair afterward, er also are you in line for a drink? I might as well as get one myself." The young woman looked around for a moment. Oh, the flesh not-golems are here. She gazed at their incomplete perfections, how they could float and function without a lower half was amazing, as she could not seem to fathom the wonderment. Must be strong magic and materials, that blond and pink one was so cute! She caught the word pie and her mouth watered. Okay, if this person didn't know where her siblings were running around then perhaps she'd sign up for that pie-thing.

Location: Beach Bar

Bridget's approach had gone unnoticed by Anita, and she had to do a double take for a moment to make sure that the girl was indeed speaking with her. Rarely was she that randomly approached, and if she was, she was with another. There was an accent on her words, one she couldn't entirely place, but after repeating the question under her breath she realized what she had meant. "Oh! Um--" she cast her vision around quickly, attempting to spot the two 'carrot tops', but there were so many people...

Losing kids on a beach was bad, though. For a moment she glanced at Kyou, still wanting to speak with him, but she sighed. If he was manning the bar, he would be there for a good while. She would have another chance. "I haven't, sorry... Do you want help looking for them?" Alone and in good conscience she couldn't let children run around in such a big area unsupervised, regardless of her not knowing quite how old they were. Now that meant her agenda would consist of three things: Finding kids, Talking to Kyou about Raevans, and Finding Kale to.. apologize and ask questions...

((Beach Bar -> Sand n' Stuff))

Lucia watched the water roll in on the beach and felt. . . absolutely no desire to touch it. Getting wet would completely mess up her hair. She looked down at the sand and felt a sudden urge to be away from her guardian. Away from people. Without saying a word to Yuurei she floated to a fairly deserted area of the beach and watch the water, her interest peeking when she saw a fish jump up.

Lucia floated over the water and dipped her hand in. She wanted company. But only someone similar to herself. She didn't like the mass of people over at the bar.

((Beach Bar (Limbo/Story Sign Up) -> Sand 'n Stuff))

The bar got busy in fits and bursts, while Niksia was distracted with her thoughts. She had been considering the various sign up sheets and the other people around the bar when her concentration faded. It was like taking a step back and disappearing into the background and was a habit that seemed to pop up at least once when she was in a crowd.

Her scarf was pulled over her mouth to cover mumbling complaints about such silly behaviour, but they weren't uttered. Even the Raevans were getting involved. Niksia watched them sign up for events and stared silently with frank interest from a distance. Something about the way they looked compared to an average human caused a strange reaction inside. It was strange for someone not used to being around normal people, never mind half formed floating people.

Waiting until they were distracted, trying not to keep staring, Niksia signed up for the limbo and storytelling in her careful curling handwriting. With a final glance at the beautiful muted pink and blonde Raevan and her blue and silver companion, the red haired woman wandered back to the scorching sand.

Gathering up a bucket and little shovel, she took to the edge of the gentle waves and sat on the damp sand. The rule of thumb that damp sand made better sandcastles had reminded her to sit there but she wasn't really out to make anything. The red scarf was wrapped around her shoulders so it didn't trail in the sand and Niksia stared out across the water with her tools loose in her hands.

'Bliss.'

It was a good idea to go speak to more people soon, she wanted to know more about the Raevan creation and was pondering the two she'd seen up close not that long ago. Maybe even strike up a proper conversation with one again or a guardian. She considered waiting until it was a little later and she'd ordered a slightly stronger drink from the bar. For now the feel of the sun on her pale skin was strangely nice. Some of the nervousness fell away.