Under the Sea (Open)

[poeticverses]

Characters: Jehan, Grantaire, Byrn, and everyone who wants to join them!
Date: April 23rd, midmorning to late evening
Location: The edge of the turtle!
Situation: Swimming! A picnic! A party!
Warnings/Rating: I'm going to rate this PG-13 for naked/nearly naked people, alcohol, and smoking. Also R's mouth. And apparently terrible mythological comparisons.

[Jehan has never been this happy, he doesn't think. The ocean. The blue, warm ocean. He gets to see it again, gets to swim in it with his friends, gets to enjoy it. He's so happy.

Of course, he's taking a long moment to shed anything but his coat once the group gets to the edge. It's a beautiful shade of blue and he can't not admire it.]


((ooc: go crazy!))

Comments

[virginprice]

Henry!

[Alcuin sits up and waves at him. He is as naked as the day he was born, his only adornment the marque running up his back.]

You are wearing far too much, aren't you hot?

[epigrammatical]

[Alcuin's state of undress only startles him for a moment; with a mental shrug, he files it in the same category as the sorts of things young men got up to on warm summer days at Oxford. He greets his young friend with a smile.]

Yes, I suppose it is rather warm; I have, as you can see, foregone the usual trappings.

[virginprice]

Yes, I suppose you have made some allowance for the weather. It is quite pleasant, is it not, after these past weeks?

[The bruise that touched his temple only recently is quite gone, of course, and he feels more relaxed than he has since the landfall. For once, he'd slept easily through the night.]

[epigrammatical]

It is more than pleasant, it is extraordinary. I feel wonderfully rested, and I gather that I am not the only one who feels thus.

[virginprice]

Surely not, I feel it too. This fruit is delicious- come, try a piece.

[He holds a chunk out, smiling. He is especially pleased to be able to share such a wonderful day with his friends.]

[epigrammatical]

[Henry sits down beside Alcuin and accepts the fruit, taking a bite before answering.]

Marvellous. Another delicacy to enjoy so long as we have it here.

[virginprice]

We must make the most of it. Pleasures rarely linger too long, after all.

[He eats his own carefully, not wanting to let any juice escape.]

[epigrammatical]

I wonder that we cannot stay in this place, but perhaps it is an accident of current and tide and weather. A happy accident, nevertheless.

[Casually, he reaches over and with his fingertip, blots a stray drip of juice from Alcuin's chin.]

[virginprice]

It does seem a shame, doesn't it? But we must take our joys while we can.

[He smiles and goes a bit pinker than he already is.] This fruit is so ripe- but the juice is marvelous.