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 Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 3:43 pm
"It's a wire link fence, maybe about you're height, just like... a block from here, there is a LITTLE park-ish-thing between it and the apartment blocks that it's supposed to serve but most of them plant kiddy pools on the grass, if you go by day you can hear the owners bitching about the 'crop circles'."
He swung his own bag slightly as he walked, a soda thumping occasionally painful as it bumped his leg and otherwise worked to crush the chips and the little 'one serve' chip-dips he bought. More expensive yeah but he'd feel less bad if they had to leave them there.
"Pretty sure neither of us will have a hard time with the fence, though you might go first so I can get the ... food over to you unless we want to save it for after... your call."
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 7:06 pm
"Nothing fragile but the beer; I'll carry that, and you can toss the rest." As far as he was concerned, that was it. Ever kept an arm looped around Zac, comfortable and relaxed and letting him lead the way. Zac knew where the place was; he could carry most of the goods and just follow along, content enough.
The fence, though, would end up proving more of a problem than he thought. Ever pulled a face as he stood staring up at it, his head tilted to the side and the plastic bag hanging off his hand. He couldn't toss it over, and could'n slide it under. "...I could teleport over there, maybe, but then I wouldn't have one left for escape."
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 7:09 pm
"How about..." Zac said pondering. "Gimie the beer a sec..." he said and tossed the chips over without their bag, followed by the little plastic and foil cups of dips...one of which looked like it VERY much wanted to have ruptured on impact and he made a face as it landed. "eeehh..." he said and then made sure his soda was safe in the plastic handled bag.
"Put it in here...hook it over those wires on the top...swing over and reclaim?" He offered up the suggestion hoping that the bag would HOLD long enough and no one would be having a 'blue-label shower'.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 7:25 pm
"Sure. Cheap as s**t beer, not that bad if a few break anyway..." He took the bag and reached up to hook it, tall enough that he didn't even have to climb. Once it was in place, he went over: hauling himself up and only catching his leg a little on the raw tops of the fence. He grimaced as he landed on the other side, tugged on the bag -- and it tore. Fabulous. At least he caught the beer.
Then he looked up at Zac and smiled, tone teasing. "Want me to stand here and catch you?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 3:59 am
Zac made a frustrated sound as his soda bottle thudded off the ground and rolled to a stop beside the abused chips and their condiments before shooting Ever a dirty look.
"Very funny... this isn't 'The Princess Bride' Fezzik" He grappled with the top edge of the fence and levered his way up awkwardly. It snagged the leg of one of his pants and he yanked it free with something of a moments panic that that would of course be when someone decided to check on the pool. A ripping sound marked a sad fair well to the abused back cuff of one pant leg and Ever very nearly did have to catch him at the sudden 'freedom'
"Not ONE word!" He said brandishing a finger at Ever.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 9:17 am
Zac caught himself, but that didn't stop Ever from catching him, too; not just a light arm under his elbow, but both arms winding in comfortably around his waist and his mouth spreading into a bright sort of grin. He took just about any excuse, really, to steal a moment -- and this time, a kiss too. At least it kept him from bursting into laughter.
"...you're waving that finger again." He kept his voice low, at least, so that they wouldn't attract unwanted attention. Then he let go of Zac to grab the rest of their things. He'd carry it all, now, nudging Zac toward the pool.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 5:40 pm
"Oh...shush..." He said stuffing his offending hand in his pocket. "It's more tempting because you're so damn tall..." He said blushing again, but he didn't mind the stolen moment nearly as much as he thought he would have.
God knew he still couldn't figure out what made it 'work' for Ever, or with Ever... but there was a sort of easy going 'something'. He didn't feel like he had to 'prove' himself perhaps.
He made his way to the edge of the pool and carefully unstacked one of the chairs so he could set things on it, his clothes just went beside it... HOPEFULLY out of splash range but the food he wanted out of the way of irritating things like 'ants'. No extra protein in his food please...
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 6:38 am
Ever tossed his own bag next to it -- the blocky, crooked shape of his six pack of beer starkly outlined by the bag, a smaller box of something beside it. All quickly obscured by a toss of his shirt, duct tape boots dropped beside the chair. He raised an eyebrow at Zac, swiping hair out of his face and hesitating just a moment before his pants joined the lot of it.
"...how quiet do we have to be, exactly? I mean..." He tipped a gaze up toward civilization, trying to listen for the sounds of the nearest household, people at home and likely to overhear splashing or laughter.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 10:30 am
"Not...super, I've seen people here before, just no -yelling-" He said emphatically "Nothing that will wake up the guard, he's normally asleep in the guard shack." He moved closer to the pool edge and dipped a toe in. "That's gona feel cold after standing out here..." he mused and started to make his way towards the shallow end of the pool for a dunk.
"I'd think probably no cannon-balling either just to be on the safe side."
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 1:27 pm
"Jack-knife all the way, then." He said it in a very sober manner, took two quick steps to the edge of the pool -- like he really was going to jump in -- and stopped short just at the edge of the water to grin at Zac and see if he'd caught him in the joke. Hoping for that stunned and horrified expression, one he seemed to evoke a lot...
"Just kidding. I'll be good. Hold on." He'd grab beers and open them first, set them on the edge of the pool so that they could easily be reached once they were submerged. Then he followed.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 2:11 pm
"What!?" He hissed in a 'loud' whisper, eyes wide and horrified, as desired at the idea "No! Don't you even.....oh....a**" He hissed the last word and gave a heavy huffy kind of sigh before surrendering to the 'get it over with' methodology and diving under the water in a shallow wave.
He lifted out again shaking his head and pushing sodden bangs back out of his face, a little more effort for the soggy braid which he'd neglected to take out and an adjustment to the chain and padlock completed the small preen session. Though there was a curious expression that went with the adjustment of the padlock, something smothered again when he dipped again heading for the deeper end of the pool.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 6:20 pm
Ever hopped in with just enough of a splash to send the water rippling out toward Zac, still grinning to himself. He was tall enough to set feet on the floor and pad after the younger man. His own hair was still dry, just lightly splashed with water, boxers catching uncomfortably in the flow of the water. Maybe they hadn't been the best plan out there.
"...this was definitely a good idea." He kept creeping until he could lean back, up to his chin in the water, just the tips of his hair dipping in. One pale arm reached out to nab the beers, one held out toward Zac. "Too damned hot."
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 6:35 pm
"It's supposed to cool down later in the week but...not good enough, not fast enough." He said and paddled his way to the edge of the pool where he could get a grip and laughed. "You still have your damned feet on the floor don't you." He chuckled. "Shallow end for you... deep end for me."
He reached for the second beer and gave a cautious questioning look at Ever like he was half asking for permission to even open it. Confidence it seemed came and went, because he popped the lid before he got an answer and gave it a cautious if ill advised sniff. "Eugh..." He said crinkling his nose. "... may I guess this grows on you?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 7:02 pm
The expression on Zac's face got Ever to grin in reply, stepping out one more step just to show that he could. Chin-height on Ever was deep enough that Zac's feet didn't even brush the floor, yes, and that on its own was enough to leave Ever laughing -- but his reaction to the beer got an even better one.
His reply was a quick shake of his head, even as he downed a goodly gulp of his own been. "...no. It tastes like piss. But it's cheap, and if you down one fast, the second one sucks less."
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 7:10 pm
"... and this is better than the umm... jolly-rancher flavored vodka I got for you?" He said with a half laugh. "You prefer weasel piss?" he took a swig and made a more epic face than he had over the smell. "Ugh...god... oh man." He said curling his fingers and toes in disgust."
"Eugh...god..." He huffed out a breath and stared at the can like it had personally offended him. "right..." He said and took another sip with a slightly less offended face... slightly. He took a deep breath and sighed...
Under the water a foot bumped Ever's leg, "Damn tall people" He muttered and scraped the edge of the can on the concrete. "... keep wishing I'd grow... just a little more." He said and shook his head.
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