beach day

[adventuresociety]

WHO: Anyone who wants to come!
WHEN: Friday, February 2nd.
WHERE: HQ's Beach Room.
WHAT: TGIF! Everyone is invited to a Beach Day for a Beach Off. Maya finds a magical seashell.
WARNINGS: N/A

BEACH DAY

Cadmus Scantlebury has decided you've all earned a Beach Day to boost morale (Don't think too hard about any of the little hiccups you've experienced so far! It's fine, everything's fine!).

HQ's special Beach Room is completely indoors, but it seems very much like a real beach in every way—the artificial sun is bright and warm, the artificial ocean is clear and appears to go on forever, and there are even seagulls present that will try to steal your food out of your hand. All in all, it's a nice reprieve from the relentless grey cold of Toronto, and perhaps a good opportunity for residents that are usually nocturnal to enjoy some "daylight" without any ill effects.

Fruity summer cocktails, refreshments of all sorts, and BBQ is all provided. Relax, go for a swim, get drunk, eat too much, let loose, do whatever you want. Enjoy!

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Comments

ARRIVALS/VIBES: Bee

[beelzebug]

"I don't, either. I don't care for the beach much at all, actually." She takes a nice sip of her drink and shoves her toes into the sand.

ARRIVALS/VIBES: Bee

[curiouspresence]

"It's sort of beautiful, though, isn't it?" The sound of his voice reveals that he's lingering right beside her. "Have you ever been to a real beach?"

ARRIVALS/VIBES: Bee

[beelzebug]

Bee props her elbow up on her chair and lets her hand hang out, palm up. Just in case he would like and is able to touch it.

"Mmmhmm," she confirms pensively. "Though I prefer a stormier seaside..."

ARRIVALS/VIBES: Bee

[curiouspresence]

A hand does fall into hers. It's there, but if she squeezed her hand would pass right through him. Curio would never admit how much he appreciates this fragile moment. It can be their secret.

"With clouds on the horizon," he agrees, "lightning in the distance."

ARRIVALS/VIBES: Bee

[beelzebug]

She slowly flexes her fingers, letting them pass through him one by one before resetting.

"The rolling of the waves. Very pretty. Very dangerous."

ARRIVALS/VIBES: Bee

[curiouspresence]

The contact is something like warmth. He flexes his hand against the bones and tendons of her host.

"I wish I could see the depths," he whispers in her ear. "I watched a television show about the ocean. Those creations are much more like us."