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 Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2018 2:15 pm
It was beginning to look like it would turn stormy outside, judging by the gray clouds, but that didn't deter him. He slipped his swim shorts and a shirt on, slapped his longboard on the Indian Red's rack, and was out the moment he had enough breakfast to quantify not immediately throwing up from hunger. Brendan's mood matched the weather. He had no mind for what happened before or after his set goal: riding a ******** wave.
Was he physically ready to handle the choppy turf? Absolutely not. Did that matter? Absolutely not.
The sun still peeked out occasionally, and there were pockets of people at the beach when he arrived. The waves were colored a dark teal and blue, and the foam spraying against him felt like so many little white hands asking him to pause and think. He ignored it, as he ignored everything else so far, and began to paddle out past the shallows. He didn't have to wait long.
Old muscle memory kicked in, but balance was a b***h. Even as he got his feet under him, Brendan could feel the board tilting precariously. But he thought he had it. For one golden moment, he was sure he could ride the wave out. And then the wind kicked in, and the next thing he knew was the stinging saltwater up his nose as he tumbled headlong underwater.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2018 9:22 am
Maybe a whole of twenty seconds later a pair of smallish hands was grasping the poor boy around his ankle and hauling him back up towards the choppy surface. When he was close enough, a hand grabbed his wrist, flipping him around before dragging him up and throwing his arm over the side of Malibu. "Looked like you got blasted, you okay?" One hand on his wrist to steady him, the other on his shoulder. The owner of the concerned voice, and the Malibu they were floating on, was a short, pale skinned girl with modest curves and bright, blue eyes. Her dark and teal ombre hair was in an asymmetrical bob, the grown out results of a once-upon-a-time- undercut on one side. Silver hoops and studs glittered in her ears and the center of her lower lip. She was grinning down at him, making sure he was breathing, before looking out into the water behind him. "Hope you're boards on a line, cause it'll be hard as ******** to get to it in this surf otherwise."
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2018 2:16 pm
Brendan barely heard her as he coughed seawater out and rubbed at his stinging eyes and nose once he was safe aboard, content to stay on the floor of the boat for the moment. His longboard indeed was on a line, thankfully, and easy to pull out of the surf after him. Despite his foul mood, he pushed it back down once he realized he had company and slicked his hair away from his face.
"Yeah, uh," he paused to cough into his arm again, "the Missus isn't happy with me, I guess." Blinking a few more times, Brendan looked up at his rescuer with a thumbs up. "Thanks. You can drop me off back on land, I don't think she's in the mood today."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2018 5:59 pm
Ocean blue eyes widened just a touch at the comment, not connecting the dots immediately, but laughing when she did. "No, doesn't seem like it." Her hand tightened on his arm as a larger swell made the board lurch a bit, and she glanced back over a shoulder to gauge the roll of the incoming waves before smiling back down at the poor guy. "What'd you do to piss her off?" They dipped, rose, dipped again, and then Cassie was leaning forward so she could kick at the water a little more easily. "Hang on, here we go." It wasn't the smoothest ride, but she'd get them back to the beach after a few minutes of kicking and using the waves to propel them forward. As they reached the point where Brendan's feet could touch she was hopping down herself so she could walk the board the rest of the way in.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2018 9:23 pm
"Eh, you know. Didn't visit for a bit."
He leaned with her and helped kick the boat into action, coughing less now. Once they were back in the shallows, Brendan hopped off and tugged his board under his arm, falling onto it as the wave nudged him forward. He sighed.
"Thanks again. You rescuing guys like me often?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2018 7:13 am
"Oh, I know how that goes. I only just got back in the waves myself." After a year of being stuck out in the country, cut off and bored out of her ******** mind. It made sympathizing easy, though she rather doubted his time away was due to the same reason. She pulled her board up on over wet sand until it was high enough up she knew it wouldn't drift away, so long as she didn't leave it there through the shift in the tide. Brushing her hands together to rid herself of the worst of the sand she turned back to him with a shrug and a grin. "I mean, when the need presents." He wasn't the first surfer she'd fished out if the waves. "Can't have you go dying. Makes people get all pissy and start shuttin' down beaches." Which wasn't the only reason she'd grabbed him, but it was still true. "Really, it was a case of right time and place. I watched you bite it, and I was closer enough to get to you when you didn't pop up immediately." And he might have been fine without her, but why take the chance?
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2018 8:36 pm
"That would be a shame. 'Course, if I ever faceplant that bad again, and you see me? Just leave me to drown in my shame." Bad enough he had to be rescued, cute girl or not. His ego felt more bruised than his body.
He extended his hand and grinned. "I'm Brendan, by the way. Maybe next time I'll need mouth to mouth?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2018 5:31 pm
"That seems like such a waste though," she countered, voice dipping into a suggestive tease. He was cute, even having just gone through the natural equivalent of a spin cycle. She took the offered hand, giving it a good squeeze and a shake. No hesitation of shyness detectable in her grasp. "I'm Cassiopeia, but if that's too much of a mouthful you can call me Cassie." The grin broadened at his request. "If you're short of breath, by all means."
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2018 11:52 pm
"Yo, like the--uh--" Brendan stammered for a moment, his mind failing him, and then laughed it off. "Ah, nevermind. Like the name~ Fancy."
Maybe if he had been in a better mood, he might have just dove back into the choppy waters and tried again for the hell of it. Make a joke, say it was to get rescued by a cute girl again if nothing else. But not even Brendan felt like testing the ocean again, and when he looked up, he noticed the sky had grown even darker. Damn it. Damn him.
"Maybe I'll catch ya around here on a better day?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2018 10:04 am
Cassie chuckled, hands coming up to rest on her hips. "Like the constellation?" Or the queen from Grecian mythology, or any other number references. It didn't really matter though, She'd take the compliment though, especially from a cute young man like him. She glanced up at the sky as he did, and winced as she noticed the dark clouds rolling in. "That doesn't look good." Seemed like she wasn't going to be catching anymore waves today. Recklessness might have come pretty naturally to her, but she wasn't about to risk drowning or being bashed on the rocks in the middle of a storm. No thank you. Smiling back at him she nodded. "If you frequent the beach, probably. I'm here a lot."
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2018 10:47 am
"Then I'll catch ya later, summer sister," Brendan cooed as he shifted the board back under his arm. He'd just have to try another day, unfortunately. "See ya around~"
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2018 12:31 pm
Cassie gave Brendan a wave as he made his leave, laughing at the new nickname. "Catch you later, dude!" Then she was retrieving her board and making her way down the beach.
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