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legionmissions2016-05-11 02:22 pm
kingtyrantranger) wrote in legionmissions2016-05-11 02:22 pm
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Who| Jason and the Beachwarmers
What| Going camping! Making friends! A mixed thing, just do whatever and have fun.
Where| On a private island owned by R.J. Brande.
When| Post Naltor and Mystery Plots, pre-next plot
Warnings/Notes| None yet
All in all, the beach itself is gorgeous. Clear waters, a perfect temperature, white sand, some nice, shady woods deeper in on the island... It all looks fantastic, like it came off of a postcard. There's not a hint of land off in the distance, but they can get a threshold gate if the need arises.
Jason honestly didn't plan much out. He's packed for different activities, like food (sadly lacking in hot dogs), sun lotion, drinks (though if you wanted something alcoholic, you'll be disappointed), a beach ball, a volleyball with a net setup, some tents, and some snorkeling gear, all pre-staged on the island. He tried to cover a bunch of activities, but he really didn't have much of an idea of how many people would be showing up or what they'd want to do, so he just prepped for the most possible.
If they day is crisp and beautiful, the night is something else entirely. Still perfectly warm, by the time the Legionnaires have worn themselves out, the stars are out in force. With no light pollution around, the night sky is full of colors and stars, with the visible portion of the Milky Way cutting a majestic arc across the sky. Night swimming is still available, the water's fine and the camp fire is visible for a long way.
[[Whoops, I'd meant to post this on Saturday, but time got away from me. I thought about setting up activities and such, but decided that it'd be best just to let people come up with whatever. If it involves gear of some kind, feel free to handwave that Jason took care of it. There's a few different activity headers put up, so feel free to tag around or post a separate starter if you have any further ideas or want to do something else!
If you didn't tag here, don't worry about it. We can handwave any of that in favor of the main action here.
and now posted in the correct community. Whoops again.]]
What| Going camping! Making friends! A mixed thing, just do whatever and have fun.
Where| On a private island owned by R.J. Brande.
When| Post Naltor and Mystery Plots, pre-next plot
Warnings/Notes| None yet
All in all, the beach itself is gorgeous. Clear waters, a perfect temperature, white sand, some nice, shady woods deeper in on the island... It all looks fantastic, like it came off of a postcard. There's not a hint of land off in the distance, but they can get a threshold gate if the need arises.
Jason honestly didn't plan much out. He's packed for different activities, like food (sadly lacking in hot dogs), sun lotion, drinks (though if you wanted something alcoholic, you'll be disappointed), a beach ball, a volleyball with a net setup, some tents, and some snorkeling gear, all pre-staged on the island. He tried to cover a bunch of activities, but he really didn't have much of an idea of how many people would be showing up or what they'd want to do, so he just prepped for the most possible.
If they day is crisp and beautiful, the night is something else entirely. Still perfectly warm, by the time the Legionnaires have worn themselves out, the stars are out in force. With no light pollution around, the night sky is full of colors and stars, with the visible portion of the Milky Way cutting a majestic arc across the sky. Night swimming is still available, the water's fine and the camp fire is visible for a long way.
[[Whoops, I'd meant to post this on Saturday, but time got away from me. I thought about setting up activities and such, but decided that it'd be best just to let people come up with whatever. If it involves gear of some kind, feel free to handwave that Jason took care of it. There's a few different activity headers put up, so feel free to tag around or post a separate starter if you have any further ideas or want to do something else!
If you didn't tag here, don't worry about it. We can handwave any of that in favor of the main action here.
and now posted in the correct community. Whoops again.]]
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Just not yet.
He knew she wouldn't risk kicking him, not with those super jumps. And he planned on making this quick enough that she wouldn't get a chance to try to push away from him with superstrength.
Nick turned towards the ocean and sprinted towards it. Back before he'd gone to the academy, he'd been a pretty quick runner. Sometimes you had to be quick to escape a con gone bad. But after the academy, and all those miserable goes at the ice wall, he was pretty damn fleet-footed. It was all part of the job.
So he sprinted to the edge of the water in just a few seconds and jumped out into the surf, until the water was about waist deep for the both of them. Then he dumped her into the water and held both arms out.
"You said to put you down. You never said whe--"
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"Next time don't stop to gloat," she said, smirking at him.
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When he surfaced again, he just shook his head at her, his ears flicking off water.
"You. You. Are. Just --"
He let out a noise that was half frustration, half laughter, and started splashing furiously in her direction, trying to hit her with an unyielding barrage of water.
There was a part of him that briefly tsked over him acting like a hyperactive kit, instead of keeping his cool. (He was supposed to be cool and aloof dammit!)
But another part of him, the part of him that was pretty much down for even the most ridiculous things Judy dragged him into just said "GET HER."
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They'd probably never hear the end of it if anyone on the force had seen them, but this was fun, no matter what anyone else thought.
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So he reached out to grab her around the waist with both arms, making sure she stayed afloat without having to tread water.
His ears flicked water off again but it was pretty useless when his fur was soaked all the way through and plastered down.
"I think technically the ocean just won. Technically."