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[[...::Beach Bar::...]]

Out of all days, Isi thought that he'd finally have one of relaxation where he didn't have to worry for anything more than Eiry's usual pranks. That would be an ideal for him, simply divine. But now that he was quite literally cornered into the bar by two older girls, both of whom he hardly knew, one more so than the other...Isi wasn't so sure. He was already feeling awkward enough, trying to remember the conversation that had passed between Namini and himself those long months ago as he forced out bit by bit of conversation.

"Oh, it's you," he had, turning around and slipping his shoulder out from underneath her. He really felt awkward, especially out after all the other interesting encounters with the opposite sex he had already. Then he had said, "I think I remember you...From the Valentine's Event? Yeah, I think I remember you now. How are you?"

And those questions were just released from his mouth when he suddenly felt the tell-tale presence of Lillian cloud the beachy atmosphere. Turning to her, his body immediately stiffened and his thick brows leveled out over his grey eyes, which had, in turn, hardened as well.

"Hello, Lillian." he said as calmly as he could, "This is someone I met at the last Lab event. But yes, of COURSE I would be here. It's not like some sand is going to stop me and I'm not going to miss out a chance on being here with my family." The boy's scowl deepened, but there was also a faint flush on his cheeks. Of what, no one knew.

Eiry prowled about on the beach, cleverly putting himself intangible, searched for his first victim. He held the water balloon bucket tightly in sheer excitement. This was going to be fun!

((Sand n Stuff))

Ebony sighed quietly, the tension in the air having finally been broken. It had been far easier with others to divert David’s anger, especially happy go lucky types like Aphismet and this…RoChan was it? “Yes, I was. I was eliminated unfortunately.” A sneaky glare was tossed to David then. “Were you in it too? How far did you get?”

Pulling her slender legs up to her chest, her warmth hadn’t quite returned completely yet, Ebony regarded the blue haired female silently as she awaited her response. She was sort of pretty and seemed rather kind and generous if she was allowing the Scorpion to borrow something called a star camera. A bell went off in her head then. ‘A star camera sounds rather rare…and expensive…’ Perhaps she’d have to listen more closely now on this subject. The Brit began to doodle things in the sand then as she mentally scolded herself for thinking about work when she was suppose to be having a good time. Oddly enough, one the doodles became a dollar sign. Of course she quickly destroyed that image.

(( Sand 'n' Stuff ))

Lucia stirred as Mouse's voice blared out the results of the limbo contest. Waking up from her brief nap, Lucia didn't know where she was. She was a little cold. As a breeze blew by, not only was it chilly, but a granular substance was being blown onto and across her. As she opened one eye slightly she became really confused. It was dark. A fire pit was being built to her left and she could hear the soft roll of the waves lapping at the shore as the tide rose.

Lucia rolled onto her chest and stretched her arms over her head, her ribbon being stretched tightly. Throwing her head back and arching her back Lucia pushed her shoulder blades together as she worked out all the tiredness from her limbs.

Floating up to a sitting position, Lucia looked around tiredly. She shook her head to get any sand off of her hair and began rubbing her arms, both because of the cold and to brush off the sand.

She curled in a ball clutching her ribbon to her chest as if she was grabbing her knees. With one free hand she ran her fingers through her hair to fix any strands that came out of place while she had slept.


Yuurei walked over to Lucia. "Hey sleepy. I signed you up for storytime, so you better wake up."

Lucia looked quizzically at her guardian. Rivener had signed her up. Then she remembered. Yuurei had scared Rivener off before. Rivener had . . . Lucia looked around trying to locate the raevan. The moon was high in the sky, though last glimmers of sunset were on the horizon. She scanned the shore where Rivener had run to and her eyes saw that blue haired girl Rivener had pointed out with her arms around him. Looking away and feeling very confused she looked up at her guardian. "I'm up."

Location: Beach Bar ---> Bonfire

All the hours that had passed. The paintball, the pie eating contest, even limbo. She had managed to sleep through it all. After Josh had nicely bandaged her up from that horribly embarrassing fall earlier, she had set up her towel and everything just enough by the bar to create a lovely bit of shade. Tanning was not on her adgenda, and even if it had been, falling asleep in the middle of the sun would have been awful. No, Ani had just intended on resting, stretched out so that she wouldn't jostle the bandages, and just take the rest of the day pretty slowly.

Before the events she noted several of the Raevans passing by, some she had seen earlier, some that were entirely new. They always looked so amazing, like they were creatures from a dream; it was so hard to believe they were real, but if she started to think they weren't it was almost as if their non-existence would be a terrible thing.

Tango had stayed closed to her during her slumber, not venturing too far, or even far enough to pull the arm that still had his leash tied to it. During the events he had taken it upon himself to be the bar's personal vacuum and cleaning utensil, licking up any spilled drinks or dropped ice (he was especially fond of the ice), and, of course, and food crumbs were his for the taking. Now, however, he was laid out beside Ani, panting lightly in the cooling air, loving the refreshing breeze.

She groaned, moving the free arm that she had placed over her eyes before falling into that rather deep slumber. What time was it? It was so much darker then when she had drifted off. Mumbling a few slurs, she pulled herself up, tugging Tango gently so she could roll up the towel and put it back into her bag. The bonfire was up, and she could faintly smell some chocolate melting. Mmm... s'mores.

...Wait a second... didn't I sign up for something..?

In a brief moment of panic she grabbed up her bag and jogged to the sign up sheets. Everything had been done, everything except-- a loud sigh of relief --except the one thing she had signed up for. Bonfire Stories. Apparently that was happening now, what luck. Still, she wished she had woken earlier. The bar didn't seem too crowded and Dr. Kyou was fairly free, but she didn't want to hold anyone up or be late... Just purchasing a bottled water and thanking him with a quick, though half hearted smile, she then trudged along through the luke-warm sands towards the campfire.

It seemed things were just beginning.

A long time ago, on a distant planet revolving around a distant star, there was a great evil known only be the name...

Settling in at one of the open spaces, she wondered if signing up for this would actually be a good idea. Public speaking certainly wasn't a strong point of hers, but then again, who would she have to impress here? It was all in good fun, that was the point of it, right?

Lightly, she cleared her throat to continue where Mouse had left off...
"The name of Praxis, a terrible overlord who ruled with an ironfist..."

Where she had gotten that idea, she wasn't even sure, but as long as it kept the story moving...

((Beach bar --> Bonfire))

Jupiter had been so stuffed after the pie eating contest, that he had fallen asleep! Lauma looked over him silently after returning from her own activities, she had pretty much disappeared after loosing interest in paint ball. She had noticed Jupiter's name on the list for it, but had forgotten to wake him when the time came. It didn't matter anyways, his team lost. Jupiter's skin, which was usually just slightly brown, had become bright red in all the parts that had been exposed to the sun. He obsessed about her sunscreen and forgot to put on his? Typical. She gently nudged him with her finger.

"Juuupiter..."

"Hm, whut?" Jupiter arose, bleary eyed and slightly confused. It was much darker than he remembered. He turned and saw Lauma, her pale skin glowing in the light of the bonfire that had started up while he was asleep. "What time is it?" he asked drowsily.

"No watch," Lauma sighed, "you missed paint ball."

"PAINT BALL!" Jupiter jerked upright, "OhmygoshIsignedupandnowImisseditandpeoplearegoingtohatemeohgodohgod..." he panicked for several seconds about social standing which in his eyes now placed him as a paint ball ditching villain of a stranger who could never be trusted. His sun burn eventually caught up to him and he felt pain every time his skin stretched and moved.

"Oh geeze," Jupiter said in a strained voice, wincing as he lifted his hand to his forehead, "I have to go get ointment. Uh, uh, oh yes! I said you'd do the story contest. Please go over and try to make friends. Hopefully they won't be mad at you for what I did." half of Jupiter's face had been burned but the heavy blush that was rising in his face evened out the color a little bit. With a finial indecisive fidget, Jupiter scuttled away towards their stuff, laying abandoned on the beach.

Lauma watched him go, silently staring after him. Then, like a ghost, she drifted away towards the bonfire, sitting herself down around it unnoticed. She heard the first two lines of the story, and her mind immediately flew to what the third one should be:


"He had massive armies of metal and iron so deadly that no one could stand in their way..."

Limbo--->Storytelling

For the first time, Pasha's smile well and truly vanished. Even as the limbo contest was announced, she caught a glimpse of Zavier...laying so still, pale hair spilled across the sand. Gasping, Melisande's hands balled against her stomach as it clenched, her eyes wide at the sight of him.

The fact that she had won didn't sink in. "Zavier?" Just as fast, the crowd closed in, and Melisande bobbed and twisted trying to see past them. Where was Zae? What had happened?!

Weaving between the nearest people, brushing lightly past Mouse, the distraught Sigel tried to find her way. There were people, gathering in a circle..perhaps he was there?

"Zavier?"