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

[poeticverses]

Did you see his discussion with Alcuin the other day? When Alcuin read that poem?

[lecentre]

I did, yes... I should not have found it as entertaining as I perhaps did...

[poeticverses]

I thought the poor man was going to die right there. Where on Earth did he grow up?

[lecentre]

I never thought to ask, but I find myself just as curious. I'll have to inquire and inform you.

[poeticverses]

My money's on "next door to a convent". That is the only place I can imagine would lead to his remarkable lack of practical matters.

[lecentre]

I don't believe I want to make this bet, I'm almost certain I'd lose it.

[poeticverses]

You must admit, his surprising ignorance is the sort usually found in particularly sheltered convent schoolgirls.

[lecentre]

It is... I never imagined someone to have that kind of ignorance as a grown man, really.