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(( Limbo -- Round 5 ))

Lucia was getting tired. With all of the action of the paintball game, the leaning back with this, and everything else associated with the day, she was exhausted.

She was very happy that she had been able to help Zave, but she was starting to get lazy. As she leaned back for her fifth round, she was thinking that this might be it. She didn't know if she could do another round after all everything.

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As Lucia leaned back and floated under the bar, she was too tired to float as low as possible. Instead, she turned her head to the side and floated just low enough to make it under.

(( 37 + 46 + 73 + 39 + 58 = 253 ))

((Sand n Stuff))

Sand flew up from her heels as she chased the man down the beach, stumbling here and there as her foot caught a few times due to the sinking surface. Running wasn’t a problem for her, she could run all day and not tire, but when faced with an arsenal of water grenades, Ebony skidded to a complete stop. The woman’s eyes grew wide and looked like two huge silver dollars. They were only like that for a brief moment before they became small slits. “You wouldn’t dare.” she hissed.

((Sand n Stuff))

The move was second nature, like breathing. Her conditioning forced her to instinctively dive out of the way when a projectile was thrown. It was also the answer to why she didn’t stay put long enough to see whether the man had any more balloons at his disposal. Ebony quickly dashed for a sand dune.

Silver pools slowly peered out from behind, tracking the other’s movements. “You sure have a funny way of showing a girl a good time David. Or do you treat us all like skeet targets?” She couldn’t keep the taunt from her voice. The prospect of another challenge, specifically one with a more skilled opponent, had her adrenaline pumping.

(( Limbo -- Last Time Under --> Sand 'n' Stuff / Limbo))

Lucia yawned and decided to go ahead and go under for the last time so she could go off and take a nap before the next event. She was excited about sitting with Rivener and hearing everyone make up a story, but she didn't want to fall asleep right in the middle of it.

As she leaned back she waved to Melisande, who had gone ahead of her. Leaning back almost to the ground she took a breath and made her last attempt.


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As Lucia went under the bar she couldn't stifle a yawn and her chest rose up, her breast bumping into the bar. As it fell onto her, she was too tired to hold it up and it landed on her and she landed on the ground. She didn't really care that she had lost, but, rolling out from under the limbo bar, she lifted it back up for the next person. Waving good luck to Melisande and Zave, Lucia floated off on her own towards the area where Rivener went. Stopping half way there, she lay down and curled up, falling asleep quickly.

(( 37 + 46 + 73 + 39 + 58 + 58 = 311 ))



Yuurei watched as Lucia bumped the bar, but decided that she should let the raevan go off by herself, rather than being snipped at again. "Great job," she called to the pretty blonde raevan who had gone under before Lucia.

((Lil-Beach Bar))

As the events wore on throughout the day, Lillian certainly hadn’t focused her attention on anything or anyone in particular since her arrival to the summer beach bash. As soon as she had fallen into a chair at the bar her mind was off into another land created for those who neared the edge of exhaustion. By the time the pie contest and paintball had ended, the teen’s eyes had fallen into focusing on a wooden pole set at an angle from her. Over and over again her hazel eyes followed the markings, never straying until a figure just a few chairs away caught her eye.

Wasn’t that….?

Curious, Lillian directed her eyes to fully examining whom it was, to clarify if her guess was right or not. His hair was messy, with tufts of brown and grey strands encompassing his facial features. An array of freckles dappled his cheeks like cupcake sprinkles. To top it off, a recognizable scowl seemed to be permanently stuck on his lips. Immediately Lil knew who it was.

Isi Delaran. The boy she was constantly bickering with. Beautiful.

Determined to not pay too much attention to him, Lillian cast her gaze back to the pole, only to have it stolen again when she heard a chime of sweet giggles by where the sour patch youth sat. To her amazement, a young girl whom she just barely recognized as the giggler who had visited her booth from last year’s festival was covering the boy’s eyes and playing a guessing game with him! Where had she come from? And how on earth had this girl achieved Isi letting guard down long enough to get so close?

Before she really grasped exactly what she was doing, Lillian was out of her chair and making her way over to the two. With arms crossed and a brow raised, Lil tried to make herself look as intimidating as possible. Afterall, she had to get to the bottom of this! No way had Isi gotten himself a girlfriend! He was too much of a grump!

“Ahem….” Lillian quickly coughed to draw their attention to her before she continued. “Isi?” She voiced as a rather fake smile tugged at the corner of her mouth to join her sweet sounding voice. “I had no idea you’d be here. Whose your friend?” Her eyes moved from Namini to Isi as she spoke. Of course Lillian wasn't aiming anything at the girl, her attention was mainly focused on Isi...Namini was just caught in the crossfire.

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((Tyson-Limbo!))

At last Tyson had come across the limbo game. After a good amount of time wasted on zig-zagging his way over to the game there was very little time left for the boy to take his time in participating. How many times did he have to go under? Six?

After a few more people left with the grievance of loss hanging over their heads, the lad decided it was his time to try! Perhaps he could win another trophy of some sort? He’d done well at paintball…maybe limbo would be similar?

With the decision to do good and perhaps even win in mind, Tyson waited his turn at a chance to brave it all and go under the bar. When it came, the lad took a deep breath, stretched his back, and worked his legs forward in the direction of success.

{{Limbo--r5}}

Damien watched nervously as the bar was lowered low; hopefully he would be able to make it this time around. waiting in line, he bit his lip, watching as participants were bumped off, one by one.

As his turn came up, he took a deep breath and bent backwards, starting his journey towards the ominous pole that threatened to fall or bump against him if he went under.

The nervousness must have shown; in an effort to get his turn done and over with, he straightened up too fast, and bumped his head against the pole, the pole flying upwards before clanking back into its proper position for limbo.

{{FAIL. 69...53....34...16...83 }}

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{{Beach Bar}}

Zayne nodded to the man's toast, very slightly raising his glass as well. "That is very true. Even if one were to accept a belief, it wouldn't be considered universal. Are you a psychologist or biologist, Tsu?" Zayne inquired, sipping his drink like a bird consuming water.

((Sand n Stuff))

David pouted as he watched Ebony perform a few tricks of her own, finally darting like a cheetah behind a nearby sand dune. Though he was upset that he had missed (or was it that she was able to dodge?) his grey eyes expressed his hidden excitement. Letting out a low, impressed whistle, David bent down and picked up a few more balloons, juggling them between his hands.

"Nope, just you. I mean, you said it yourself, we're having a good time, no? -he winked- Usually the girls I'm with don't make throwing stuff at them this much of a challenge," he teased. "And god knows how much I like a challenge."