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((Beach Parking Lot --> Beach Bar Buffet))

Only one word filtered through RoChan’s mind as she pulled her rental car into the parking lot that over looked the beach. ‘Hot. Though it is to be expected considering the time of day and location, but still, does it have to be so hot?’ She mulled over in her mind reaching for a half empty bottle of water that lay in the cup holder beside her. Parking her rental next to another car she quickly chugged down the water, thirsty for more.

Chucking the empty plastic towards the backseat, it met with another a loud ‘thunk’ causing the blue haired dragon to look over. In the backseat of the Sedan there was a pile of empty water bottles from her time here at Gambino Island to current. It had only been three days and it seemed as if she had gone through three crates of water bottles. “Oh brother… I better get rid of those before people think I am hording them or something.” Which she wasn’t… really…

With a quick snort and sigh, RoChan quickly scrambled out of the rental and smoothed down her terry cotton red shorts before grabbing her beach bag and yellow inner tube (that had been wedged between the seats). Hastily she shut and locked the doors to the massive car and searched within her bag for another bottle of water as she purposely walked away from the car.

After a few seconds of blindly searching and finding herself empty handed she gazed at the beach front and made a beeline for the Bar. RoChan approached with caution now only because she was half looking through her beach bag and half watching where she was walking.

“Um, excuse me.” She asked as she approached the bar. “Is there someone manning the bar?” She took a good look around and paused slightly longer on the two floating bodies. "Er…” Did the flyer say something about half bodies being a requirement? Hadn’t she seen one of these before hand?

Pasha shrank back a bit, smiling at the young woman in the red terry cloth shorts, and anyone else that glanced her way. It was a tiny smile, though, and Melisande turned one shoulder in a shy, protective gesture between her and the bar.

It wasn't hard for her shyness to melt away as she noticed Ekundayo, though. It was almost like magic! As soon as she spotted the striking young Raevan, Pasha brightened....raising one hand for a little wave. The pink ribbons tied at her wrist fluttered as she wiggled her fingers in hello.

"I've never met you!" Melisande's voice was sweet and light, just a bit wistful as she smiled at Dayo. "You're very pretty."

"Hey! Sev'lin took his swee' a** time fillin' up those water balloons so yell a' him mmkay?" We`rika held up his hands in defeat, squeezing through a few ladies to get closer to the bar. Chivalry wasn't something he took to heart when they stood between him and his booze. The shaman wiped his forehead of the clinging perspiration and sat down at the bar, leaning over the counter like an impatient child, his long ears twitching in agitation.

"Can I ge' some tequila porfavoooooor?" We`rika whined like a brat to Mouse. "Jes bring th'bottle down here...."

Kale scraped up the glass tossing it into a trash bin near him. None of the glass really was hard to pick up as it cracked into more round pieces than sharp shapes which would cut anyone who touched them. Passing of the arrival of most of the people Kale kept glancing at the mysterious Reavens. They were all so magnificent and beautiful. Glancing once more he lowered his hands to his side looking around.

The announcement did travel fast, and to his demise several people were responding to it. Scooting around he glanced at the floor spotting a small dog gnawing on a ice cube which was melting quickly in the heat. Kneeling down he offered a hand. "H-here boy, here b-boy. . ." he beckoned holding out another ice cube. Concentrating he felt at least his body go solid so everyone could touch him. It was tiring at least.

((Beach Bar))

RoChan looked down at the green haired girl about to respond when a loud and boisterous individual arrived. She waited patiently with a soft smile as he and the girl exchanged comments about drinking. When it was a good opportunity to interject, she pleaded her case.

“Water please.” Stooping to place her inner tube by the base of the bar, she snapped her head up quickly. “In a glass!” RoChan added frantically before coughing into her hand in embarrassment. “Water in a glass please.” She stated more normally.

‘If it’s in a bottle, I’ll be tempted to take it back to the car and stash it away.’ She would never admit this aloud though. Turning to the person seated next to her she smiled at the dog that was eating ice.

“Is he yours?” RoChan asked bending down to get a better look at the tan dog. It was then that she noticed the other person. "Hello." Another warm smile to the pale youth.

(( Beach Bar Buffet ))

It probably wasn't the most polite way to react, but Mouse couldn't help but laugh a little as she produced a glass of water for the woman with blue hair. "Thanks for being specific, I would have poured it straight on the table instead. And you can always help yourself if you want a refill or something," she replied. And she had to admit, this whole 'bartender' thing was kind of fun even though she had more experience with engine oil than with drinks. She'd be sad to surrender this job to Dr. Kyou when he arrived.

Ah, handshakes. The wild-haired one had seen these before, but had never engaged in one! Her hand carefully connected with the one the Sigel had helf out, and went through the simple motion as she remembered it. "Ekundayo," she said. Usually people picked up what that meant without having to tack on a 'My name is...'

And then, with a hushed tone as if it had been one of the most exhilirating experienced in the world, she said, "That was my first handshake!"

Location: Beach Parking Lot

Confusion was an understatement. Tony had only on minimal occasions left her apartment to venture into the outside world the past few months. It showed on her pale skin that so desperately called out for the sun. But the sun she shielded her dull green eyes against with her palm, and the corners of her lips turned into a tiny frown. Her other hand moved to slowly wipe some of the bright red strands of hair from her face, the roots of which were already several inches showing, though hidden by the beanie she wore despite the warm weather. She just didn't like her hair getting all in her face, thanks.

She stood in front of her 1974 Chevrolet Nova for several minutes, scanning the view in front of her for any sign of the one person around here that she actually knew: Anita. Ani had informed her of this little gathering, requesting that she leave the solitude of her dark office for a few hours to join in on the fun. Tony was reluctant, but agreed in the end, and dug out her old, unused bathing suit and a beach towel.

But where was Ani?

Tony dug into the bag she carried holding her towel, phone, and other necessities, bringing out the cellular device and flipping it open. She pressed the speed-dial number programmed with Ani's number and held the phone to her ear as it started to ring. Brrriiing. Brrriiing. How annoying, not knowing where her friend was and where she was supposed to go to find her. She held her free arm over her midsection, trying to press away the uneasy feeling that always accompanied being in a place with lots of people she didn't know. It wasn't that she didn't like people, heavens no. She was a very social person when she actually took the time to be around them. She was just constantly nervous starting out around new people. But Ani would be there, and that was all that mattered. Because as long as she had one friend, making others would come a lot easier.