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 Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 2:31 pm
The answer to his question would be the loud, wet noise of her suit hitting the beach.
"Yeah, done."
Lark's cheeks felt like they were on fire. She waded deeper into the water, her toes barely touching the lakebed.
"This's crazy!"
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 2:33 pm
He turned around, grinning at her. "Nahhhh, this's just swimmin' naked--it's like a bath, but bigger! An' more fish," he said, grabbing one of the pops and popping it open as he tread water. "Then again, I only take showers--an' shouldn't there be a rubber ducky, if it's a bath?"
Oh the conundrum.
He drank his pop.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 2:43 pm
Lark pushed out her lips, looking thoughtful.
"Guess yer right."
She was dipped a little further beneath the surface of the water so that the only bit of her that was visible was from the nose up. Lark watched him drink his pop, green eyes twinkling.
It suddenly dawned on her that they would have to get out of the water.
Her face lit up with a hot blush.
"How're we gon.. how're we gonna get out."
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 3:01 pm
"Y'gotta streak," Roch said serious faced, teasing her shamelessly. "Fast as y'can, squealin' like a lil ghoul, an' blushin' from the top o'your head t'your toes!"
He was horrible.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:48 pm
If Lark's face got any redder, she feared it might explode.
In retaliation, she shot her hand forward, palm facing Roch, so that a sheen of water sprayed towards him.
"Yer jest awful!"
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:50 pm
"Y'already got the blush down!" he said, splashing her back with a huge grin. "You're halfway there!"
But seriously, he was one of the two reapers that had shadow step, he could get their clothes in a second--he just wasn't going to mention that fact just yet. It was far too much fun teasing her.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:54 pm
Lark let out an unholy screech, laughing as she very carefully dog-paddled away from him. It was so embarrassing, true, but she was having an amazing time. It was daring, it was dangerous, and it had potential to get them both in trouble, undoubtedly.
"Y'jest like teasin' me too much," she retorted, twirling in the water to face him again. "Y'better b'lieve I'mma get'cha back. Ain't gonna be t'day," Lark averted her gaze, tilting her head back so she could gaze upwards, "b'cus I'm feelin' lazy."
Lazy and incredibly self-conscious in the sense that she was swimming nude in a relatively public place.
"What d'ya think we could do that might top this? Far's bein' outrageous goes, I mean."
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:56 pm
The first thought that popped into his mind was ruthlessly stopped right before it came out his mouth. Because, seriously--
"You're baitin' me, aren't you," he accused her. "Seriously, I almost stepped inta that one." He shook his head. Then splashed her again.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 5:00 pm
"Baitin' you?"
Lark looked genuinely confused before realization dawned on her, and she looked mildly horrified and entirely too shocked. She almost glowed with embarrassment in the low light.
"S'not what I meant! I meant like.. y'know! I don't know! Like! Yer embarrassin' me on purpose, now!"
A slim fist hit the surface of the water, serving only to splash herself.
"I meant like drivin' real fast, or .. or .. ach!"
She slowly sank into the water until she disappeared entirely, bubbles the only proof that she'd been there in the first place.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 5:03 pm
He laughed. "Okay, okay, I shoulda known you wouldn't think that!" he told her, holding up both hands. "How bout I teach y'ta do graffiti? I got three more walls on Pop's building! Don't drown, I'd break the peekin' rule if I had t'dive down an' save'ya."
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 6:22 pm
Lark slowly broke the surface of the water. She'd heard what he said, and it sounded fun. Pushing her soaked hair out of her face, Lark watched Roch with a hopeful look on her face.
"Yer still gonna take me fer a ride, yeah? On yer bike?" She gave him a look.
"What're y'paintin' on yer dad's buildin'? Can y'get in trouble?" Lark's look turned impish.
"It's funner when y'might get in trouble."
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 6:25 pm
"Nah, probly not," he admitted. "But y'gotta learn the skill before y'can go out taggin' any wall that catches your fancy. It's ART," he said seriously. "Besides, playin' with spray paint is fun in an' of itself! An' we can take the bike t'get there--but not t'night. Maybe this weekend?" he offered.
Did he have a date planned? Not off the top of his head, he thought. Well he did now!
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 6:32 pm
"Y'gotta good point, I guess," Lark responded quietly, floating idly in the water. "An' this weekend sounds great. Ain't got no plans aside from school n' class. Would like t'see Steff again, s'been a while."
She exhaled on a low hum, enjoying the feel of the cool water on her warm face. Lark just knew that the blush on her face had yet to recede, but the forgiving twilight offered her the cover of dark.
"Startin' t'get all pruned up."
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 6:39 pm
"Alright--but look away if y'don't wanna see my a**," Roch said--then disappeared, appearing again on the beach. And she got a nice view of his bare butt--and the scar that crossed his shoulderblades.
Then he tugged his shorts on, grabbed her swimsuit, and tossed it straight to her. "There we go," he said. "Got away with it."
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 6:45 pm
Lark totally peeked - but only for a second - before flailing after her suit. It was tricky, but she managed to stuff herself into the thing before wading to shore. She was curious about the scar the spanned the breadth of his shoulders, but asking would undoubtedly bring shame upon her family.
He'd know that she'd peeked.
Lark was blushing again. Hardcore.
"Thanks," she mumbled, reaching for her hat which she promptly crammed on her head. It offered her some cover.
"This's fun. We.. well, I ain't gonna say we gotta do it again, b'cuz I think just one time was good enough fer me, but."
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