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 Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 6:07 pm
Male Bonding
Players Alistair, We`rika & Sevilin
Setting Summer beach party; evening
--- Sevilin sat beside Alice at the bar counter, thankful for the overhang that cast him in shadow and away from the heat. He pulled his large sun hat back out of his glowing face and smiled over at the candy man, waiting for We`rika to finish his paintballing. He sipped on his glass of lemonade with one hand and protected his guardian's bottle of tequila in the other as he was directed. Eventually, the little sea fairy turned around to watch the chaotic battle between Mouse's army and We`rika's army. He wasn't hard to spot as he was being obnoxiously loud as usual. Somehow the Huichol caught Sevilin's eye and Alice and he paused which caused a nice paintball to slap him across his ribs. He cursed and fell back a few steps, floundering with the pain. "He's such a weirdo..." Sevilin commented to no one in particular. The small Frei watched We`rika run off to seek revenge.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 6:23 pm
The dusky blond leaned back on the bar, nursing a beer and his intense amusement. "Well, he isn't hard t'pick out of a crowd, I'll give you that." He laughed, taking a drink. "Looks like he's fighting a losing battle though. Hope he brought a towel."
He hadn't realized there would be so much excitement today, or he might have wanted to participate in it. Something like paintball was probably beyond him, these days, but there seemed to be a number of other available activities to the decrepit.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:00 pm
Sevilin simply shook his head at his embarrassing guardian. It was hard to love him in public.
It looked like most had run out of ammunition including We`rika, which saved him from being whomped and welted by anymore rounds. Team Melon was pronounced the winner to We`rika's obvious whining, but he was happily shaking hands not one to be a sore loser over a simple game. He could beat them into a steaming pile of s**t any day so... it was all good. Leaving his gun with the others, he trotted over to Sevilin with an unusually devilish grin.
"Wh-What're you--!" But it was too late! Sevilin was grabbed from his stool and thoroughly hugged, his face smeared with the sweat from We`rika's hair and beard as he rubbed against him. "Eww eww!! Nooo!" He squealed and finally slapped him across his laughing face, floating quickly to Alice's lap. "Save me!"
"Oh wha'ever ya love i'!" He wiped away the perspiration that clung to his forehead with the back of his arm. His chesire grin softened as he met Alice's eyes. "Oh hey, I didn' know ya'd gonna be here..." We`rika took over Sevilin's chair and grabbed his yummy bottle of booze.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:08 pm
Alice set his grin a little lopsidedly, trying not to laugh at the boy's misfortune as he vaulted into his lap. Funny, how it barely weighed anything at all. He wondered if that was because the boy was as tiny as he was, or because he floated, for the most part.
They really were sort of a wonder, whatever kind of creatures it was that Sevilin happened to be one of. He couldn't help being curious, despite the past couple years giving him more than a wary eye towards magics and technologies.
Carefully he picked an errant piece of hair from the boy's mussed hair and tucked it behind his ear. "Aw, he gotcha pretty good, didn't he." He said sympathetically, glancing up at the man towering over him. Alice grinned. "Damnedest thing, the places I turn up."
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:49 pm
"He always gets me..." Sevilin whined pathetically, stealing a glance at We`rika and blowing him a raspberry of which We`rika simply rolled his eyes and laughed. Pulling his hat down, the little blue raevan pressed closer to his white knight.
"Well ya shoulda come ealier, officer, then ya coulda raped us with yer skillzah... Ohh! I coulda pu' ya on my team! Then we could have won!" The huichol's long ears perked up at the whole idea of Alice beating the s**t out of his enemies! ******** yes!
He poured himself another shot of tequila, knocking it back with ease and looked over at Sevilin. "Jesus how ******** are ya wearin' jeans in this hea'? Shi', I'mma b'ou' ta strip down as i' is..." We`rika had to stop and point at Sevilin, laughing at his horrified face. He pretty sure his naughty bits flopping about down the beach would get a certain Italian bird's foot up his a**.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 11:39 am
"Aw," Alice frowned, giving his rather attached companion a pat. "I'm pretty sure he was kidding," He offered helpfully. It occurred to him even as he said it that this might not be the right thing to say, given the current state of affairs.
"I might be regretting it," he admitted, nodding towards the cloth that separated him from every sane person on the beach. "Heh. If I'd realized there was a party I'd have shown up earlier. Probably still at least a decent shot. Aim is a little like falling off a bike."
Leaning back to look at We'rika again the large man set his beer on the counter-top. He looked a lot better when he laughed. Alice had seen him twice before now, and he was fairly sure the only way to describe the man's expressions on either occasion had been, 'please get a disease they name after you' or 'my puppy just ******** died.' But smeared in paint and covered in sun the strange father seemed younger, more at ease. Alice chuckled at his uproarious amusement, letting his grey eyes note the lines of life's battle scars on the Huichol's bared flesh.
Knife marks, track marks. Both old and faded, it's been awhile since someone had taken a shot at him, in either sense of the word. A ruin along his upper arm, either a new bruise or an old wound, but given the state of his other adornments made the ex-cop guess the latter. Alice blinked and turned his eyes higher, the gaze flicking defiantly back to the small arc of dark ink that peeked at the corner of We'rika's neck. Alice wondered what the rest of the tattoo looked like.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 3:33 pm
Sevilin whined and latched onto Alice, never planning on letting go as long as his guardian was being a butt munch. "If you're hot then here! You can have my hat..." Lifting it off his head, the little frei planted it on the ex-officer's head. Mmm it didn't quite fit but it would keep him cool! "There!" He tried to ignore the snorting and breying that came from We`rika as he choked on his tequila. He hoped he choked joked on that dang liquor.
We`rika was stomping his feet like the jackass he was. "Ahhh haha y-yeah yer much more handsome now haha...!" He got up from his stool and stood in front of Alice, leaning over with that goofy grin of his and took the embarrassing from his head and plopped it back down on its true owner. "I dun need ya burnin' up ou' here Sev'lin. You'lla ge' wrinkly..."
"Oh my gosh!" Was that true?! His beautiful skin couldn't be compromised!
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 7:23 pm
"Thank you," he smiled at Sev, adjusting the hat a bit to keep it from falling over the boy's eye. "I'll probably take a swim though, sooner than later. So I wont turn into a raisin."
Leaning back he grinned wide and rakish at the snickering Huichol. "Yeah, right, ya liar." He snorted. "Pink is really more my color, you know?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2008 11:02 am
"Ohhh yyyeah! Let's go swimming! SWIMMING SWIMMING!" Sevilin wiggled and shrieked across Alice like a toddler on a sugar high. He wanted to show Alice all his sea friends!
"Uhmmm I never lie mmkay..." He replied as seriously as he could, his long ears falling back in offense. It would have been a stronger conviction if he didn't look like a little boy in denial with his hand caught in his mom's cookie jar. He rested his hands on his waist and popped his hip to the right, clearly in inquisition mode as one ear twitched thoughtfully. "Pink, eh? Well dun ask, dun tell I suppose--Yeah les go swimming! Is ta ho' ou' here. I dun need ta be any darker than I am..."
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