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 Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 9:28 pm
Kumoru kneaded the white sand with his bare toes, holding his sandals in one hand as he glanced up and down the beach for Aylana. He was about as dressed down as he got for the beach, in a pair of blue plaid board shorts and a sleeveless white muscle shirt. Not that the necromancer had much muscle to show off, but he hoped he did not look bad at least, with his fence-picket build.
He felt kind of like he reeked, even though it had been a good half-hour since he had put his sunblock on. Why did the stuff need a scent anyway? All he wanted was a little sun to start working on at least the slightest bit of a tan, and no sunburn. Well, and apparently Aylana wanted to meet him out here for some reason.
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 10:29 pm
Aylana was just alittle ahead of him, gazing at the water as she hums to herself. Dress in a simple blue sun dress, her feet bury into the sand as she bends down to pick up a seashell. For her, it seem like ages since she been to the beach, just enjoying herself and the sound of the ocean.
Placing the seashell to her ear, she chuckles as the sound of the ocean dances into her ear "Mmmm I missed that sound so much." pulling the shell from her ear, she tosses it into the water.
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