[open] gotta get down on...saturday

[littlecousin]

Characters: OPEN
Date: 9/7, early afternoon through night
Location: shell edge somewhere
Situation: impromptu partay
Warnings/Rating: warn in individual threads, if necessary

This is a party. Kara had the idea and Nita managed the execution. With some Green Lantern help (the universe's most powerful weapon? great for transporting buffet tables and tiki torches) a section of "beach" has been set up with snacks, a surprisingly good bar, deck chairs, and various pool toys--where Nita came by an inflatable horsey ring is anyone's guess.

As it gets closer to evening, the grill is lit and heartier foods are available, though the selection runs rather heavily to fish, since the ocean is right there and nothing can outswim either of your hostesses. That said, you owe it to yourself to try the grilled pineapple.

Anyway, you know what to do.

[OOC: Roll your own threadstarters, and remember to mark if it's open or closed!]

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[bereavements]

[ He's more fashion conscious now. Inheritance money had to be blown somehow. It was a way of getting himself an identity, finding himself underneath the bravado of the wolf that emerged last year. ]

Find anything not Asian? [ Please share! ] I can give you the name of a girl who can turn rocks into anything you want. She made me clothes. I'm not even kidding.

[unfettered]

Sounds chafe-y.

[Sorry, rock clothes don't sound particularly comfortable, however she is on the same page as him regarding finding clothes that aren't Asian in style.]

I did get the names of two people who can make things. I think they're other foreigners so chances are good that their style will be different if not Earth-based.

[And isn't that a weird distinction to make.]

[bereavements]

No, they -- change completely. They're not rocks afterwards. This was a rock. [ He tugs at his t-shirt. ]

Probably the same ones I got. Good. I hate what they have here.

[unfettered]

Haven't seen any of it in passing that suits me either.

[They're not given to skin tight clothes that show a lot of skin around here, it seems. So, talking to Cinna and Alcuin will be a thing that happens tomorrow. In the meantime, she reaches out to rub his shirt which...feels entirely normal.]

Does this friend of yours charge anything? Can you pick any kind of material? Color?

[bereavements]

She didn't for me, but maybe now she does. I can ask. And yeah. Just describe what you like. And then she just... makes it.

[unfettered]

Too bad I didn't bring a copy of Vogue with me then.

[Nearing the water's edge now, she runs a hand through her hair and tosses it all back over her shoulders.]

Any reason we can't dive in head first?

[bereavements]

Not that I know of. [ He shrugs. ] As long as we can get back?

[unfettered]

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

[Giving him a grin, Erica breaks into a run and as soon as she can, leaps into the water. It's deep off the edge, and so she sinks under completely immediately.]

[bereavements]

[ A beat, before he shakes his head, follows after at a running start and leaps with her. He dives, easily into the water coming up as he shakes his hair out. ]

[unfettered]

[Erica surfaces a moment later, hair drenched down her back. Sure, all of her curls are gone but the important thing is that somehow her swimsuit stayed in place. Hooray for Atlantean swimsuits.

Looking over to Isaac, she wades in the water.]

You know aside from the whole kidnapping thing, this is pretty incredible.

[bereavements]

Yeah. We're on the back of a giant turtle in a space between death and dreaming. It's crazy. And most of the time, not dangerous.

[unfettered]

[Wrinkling her nose, she drifts around Isaac, looking between him and the people on the beach, at times to the water beyond them.]

Any chance they're just saying that to be dramatic? I mean seriously, death? Dreaming?

[Superman, she gets. This existential limbo is a bit harder to swallow.]

[bereavements]

[ He treads water, happy to be getting a change of pace. ]

I don't think so. We were docked at this place called Sinbrilee a few weeks back. There were these two realms. Death and dreaming. Stiles had to wander on into Death.

[unfettered]

Of course he did. Can't go anywhere without getting into trouble?

[Erica rolls her eyes slightly, but really it's not like this is a shock. Isaac might as well have told her the ocean is wet and the sun is bright.]

Heard something about that earlier. Heard it was pretty messed up in there for all of you, actually.

[bereavements]

Yeah, it was. Did Stiles say something?

[unfettered]

No, actually. Scott did when I first got in a couple days ago. Realm of death, he said. Followed by a warning that I shouldn't explore on my own and that Stiles talks about threesomes a lot when he gets drunk.

[Y E P.]

[bereavements]

[ And he goes under, emerging, getting his hair a little more wet. Not what he needs to hear. ]

[unfettered]

[Then it occurs to her after the fact.]

He didn't proposition you and Scott, did he?

[Oh ho ho.]

[bereavements]

Agh, no! [ No, no, no, no, no! ] He didn't! He just talked about how he'd be a virgin forever and me, Scott and Allison should just "do it already."

[unfettered]

[Erica snorts at his reaction, can't help it. Poor Isaac, that's a mental picture he didn't need, apparently--wait.]

Wait, wait, you and Scott and Allison?

[When did Allison get into the picture? Or was it Isaac into the picture with Scott and Allison?]

[bereavements]

He thought we should all have a threesome.

[ Oh, does he have to explain this part? He's trying to skirt that as he swims around Erica, stretching his arms. ]

[unfettered]

[Erica just shakes her head slightly.]

Well that would be something.

[Hot is what that would be. Hell Erica wouldn't mind her own threesome but that's not likely anytime soon. So she dives under a moment, enjoying the activity, before surfacing again.]

Can't see you appreciating his interest in your sex life.

[bereavements]

It's not going to be.

[ He waits, sorting his thoughts, how to explain if she asks more questions. ]

I didn't. I wanted to punch him. But, I was falling asleep on Scott. [ Why does all of this sound so suspect?! ]

[unfettered]

[Falling asleep on Scott. Erica raises an eyebrow at that.]

Sounds cozy. Three of you all living together and all of that.

[She flicks some water at him playfully.]

The company must be nice, huh?

[bereavements]

It's fine. It's convenient. A lot of the time I miss my own suite. It's massive. Best place I ever lived. [ A beat. ] I slept on the floor of Derek's loft.

[ He shields himself, smiling. ]

But, I don't hate waking up alone. [ KEEP THROWING THOSE OUT THERE ]