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Post by Iris on Aug 5, 2016 8:02:48 GMT
Fumi squealed just briefly as they took off into the air, but the minor fear quickly passed as she squinted to see what the loud boom had been. Just like John, she couldn't really see too well and from their current position, they'd probably never figure it out. Unable to reply verbally, she just vigorously shook her head while squinting at the small shapes of people below that slowly began to take on form as they neared.
"There's an old saying that you attract more bees with honey than vinegar." Eri ironically, sourly, replied to Marceline. Socializing with this girl was a dampener on her mood! She was half wishing she'd just left her alone at the bottom of the sea.
"Boooooo, you're ruining my fun." Amai sulked, knowing from the moment her hands were clasped up in the rocky hold that she couldn't seduce her way out of this one. The naked female merely sighed loudly, leaving according to the golem's whims and heading to get her clothes, or what little she'd brought with her, on. Now that her fun was spoiled here, perhaps she could find it at the source of the loud noise; it was near the beach, wasn't it?
In the locker room where they'd been banished to, Amai hummed as she pulled up the small, form fitting bottoms of her bikini, held up only by the tied sides on her hips. Her top was a similar fashion, tied only around her back and both were a dark red. "Looks like I'll have to find entertainment elsewhere." Amai mused loudly while slipping on her wedged sandals, seeming far too pleased with herself despite torturing poor Jun just a few moments earlier.
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Post by Vapovile on Aug 5, 2016 15:04:33 GMT
Stepping into the pool area, a short girl with long, flowing red hair watched from over her oversized light-brown sunglasses as a man with wings and WAY too small of a swimsuit carried away a tiny woman into the air. The wind caused by John's ascent blew across the pool, causing the red-head to glare a little behind her sunglasses at the two once they were high enough in the air. Giving off a small huff, Ashlea spotted a sunny spot next to the pool and laid down on the long chair next to Iris, who seemed to be one of the only people here that didn't seem creepy to be next to, placing her white towel down above the chair to make it a little more comfortable. She wore a fancy red two-piece bikini with small white frills lining the outside of her suit, and a tiny white decorative skirt that went down about 2 inches below her waistband. It was clear she had taken a long time deciding on what suit to wear, and was covered in a layer of sunscreen to protect her slightly pale skin from the sun's rays, as the long Canadian winters didn't allow her skin to tan as well as she wanted.
Leaning back against the headrest, Ashlea crossed her legs and glanced up at the departing John and Fumi, both of them out of earshot by now. "First a loud explosion at the beach, and now someone is flying at a pool? How inconsiderate are people here?" She asks, rolling her eyes and reaching into her beach bag for her book.
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At the beach, Erin Miyata was laying on a nearby beach chair, looking up from her drawing tablet at the two arguing people across the way. One of them was wearing an eyepatch for some reason...while the other seemed familiar to Erin for some reason. Could she be some kind of actress? She didn't really want to appear as if she was listening in to their yelling, so Erin was just making mindless pen motions on her tablet, not actually touching the screen. She had seen Marceline at Haruko's house before when she was visiting, but figured that Marcy had no idea who Erin was, so she didn't bother going up to talk. Unlike Ashlea's fancy suit, Erin wore a simple black bikini with little white stars on it, her skin clearly pale from being inside too much. On the tablet itself was a half-finished sketch of a little chibi cat wandering across a beach, the scenery in the picture looking similar to the current location they were in.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 5, 2016 20:52:17 GMT
John was surprised to hear any noise out of Fumi's mouth. He had figured she was mute from how she reacted to noises, but he guessed that didn't preclude noises like that. "Alright, hold on!" He bolted through the air at impressive speed, looking down as the pool's tiles changing to greenery then sand, than water. Soon they came across the epicenter of the blast, far from shore. John dropped steeply, then leveled off to gently land in the water by the muscular blond man. "Hey, are you alright down here?"
"Which is great if you like bees. Now buzz off." Marceline rolled into the water and paddled towards shore to pull herself up on the other side. To her surprise, she vaguely recognized the woman on the other side. "Oh, hey... Erin, right? I'd like you to meet my new friend Eri. You two have fun!" Marceline ran off to dive back into the ocean, releasing her breath again to drop to the bottom.
Jun found herself tossed into the locker room with Amai, now seeing the illusionist's full body. Humiliated, she turned away, letting her soaked towel fall. "So that's it? You just humiliate me and leave?" She ripped open a locker to pull out a one piece swimsuit with ruffles horizontally across the body. She just held it by her side with tears in her eyes. Her only reprieve was Amai dressing, even if it wasn't much.
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Post by Iris on Aug 6, 2016 0:42:43 GMT
Fumi could barely see as the wind whipped her massive curls into her face, blinding her throughout most of their high-speed journey. When they stopped, she sighed loudly as she began the laborious effort of trying to pick her hair away from her face just enough to see the man's body on the water. Similarly to John, she wondered about the man's state, but she couldn't exactly voice it, instead she just looked concerned and confused. He was the source of the loud noise they'd heard?
Insufferable child!!! Eri angrily growled internally as that rude little child figure disappeared and she was more than happy to halt her attempts at being nice with her anyways! "Good riddance!!" Eri shouted out to the bubbles that dispersed across the top of the ocean where Marceline disappeared under, leaving her with the Erin girl instead. Unfortunately, Eri was currently sulking while tapping her foot angrily on the ground. That girl really got under her skin!!
"Hmm?" In a sing-song tone, Amai shook out her hair while looking into the small mirror that lay inside of the locker, only to turn to face Jun with a perplexed expression on her face. "Humiliate? Darling, is that how you see it? You wound me." Smiling, Amai almost skipped to Jun's side with excitement, showing her never-ending lack of understanding on 'personal space'. "For one, I was going to ask if you'd like to come with me, much like a date. And for two-" Again, Amai attempted to dance her fingertips along Jun's left arm, if she'd allow the contact to happen. Nudity obviously didn't bother Amai and for once she seemed to be looking at something other than Jun's body through their entire encounter. "My actions are all honest...Mostly.~ No intention to humiliate at all.~"
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 6, 2016 1:13:26 GMT
"Your intention isn't the problem." Jun became highly aware of her own nudity and shoved her swimsuit on. She shrugged away from Amai's touch, but it was beginning to feel strange to her. She actually wanted to come along with Amai. "I'll come, but stop that... the thing where you look like a man."
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Post by Iris on Aug 6, 2016 9:16:26 GMT
A disgusted noise peeked through Iris's lips, her fingertips seeming to impatiently tap along her arms; the desire to simply be working right now was driving her almost crazy. Why did she even come here again? Her intention had been for peace and relaxation, but so far she had a man annoyingly come onto her despite wearing that horrid suit, a loud boom that made her glare at the sky as if it were to blame, and now she had someone trying to chat her up.
Iris just barely softened as this woman at least had the sense to acknowledge her own irritations with the place. "In my experience, people are horrifically unaware of their annoying presences." Her voice was a chilly breeze compared to the soft warmth of the resort, a biting tone clipping off her tongue.
"So men are your preference then?~" Amai smiled against her fingertips that pressed against her lips, in a gesture that was supposed to say "who, me?" Giving a dismissive wave of her hand, Amai only flicked her hair over her shoulder as she spoke with a laugh lilting on her tongue. "Don't worry, that'll wear off in a few minutes, I only gave you a taste...too bad I didn't have that returned.~"
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Post by Vapovile on Aug 6, 2016 10:00:08 GMT
The chilling tone of this woman made Ashlea pause for a moment while getting her book. Great, she decided to sit next to someone that seemed to be one comment away from going off on somebody. Might as well try to diffuse the situation, since moving now would only show weakness. "Ugh, I know, right? There really needs to be a stricter dress code on those...I hesitate to use the term swimwear." She states, pulling out her book and opening it up to the page that was bookmarked.
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"Uh...hi Ma-wait, where are you going?!" Erin calls out in confusion as Marceline dove back into the water, leaving her with this woman in the fancy, sparkling swimsuit. It looked like they did just get through with an argument...what was she supposed to do now?! She didn't know this girl! What did Marceline call her...Eri? Eri...Eri...that name seemed familiar to Erin for some strange reason. The foot tapping and annoyed expression indicated to Erin that this woman was already annoyed at Marceline, so she shouldn't do anything that might turn that frustration onto her. Ok...what's good small talk...uh...might as well ask the big question first!
"So...uh...slightly weird question...but are you famous for something? For some reason, your name and appearance just seem familiar..." As she asked her question, Erin leaned her tablet against her stomach, trying to cover up her drawing from any prying eyes as she talked with this person.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 6, 2016 14:28:46 GMT
Mere wind brought her team a point? Preposterous! Even royalty has limits when it comes to easy wins! "You! Muscle girl! Aren't you supposed to be fast? How could you let wind steal the ball from you? Get serious or get off the field. My time shall not be wasted by people who can't even play properly! Now give me the ball and get ready to lose properly."
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 6, 2016 18:22:38 GMT
Before John and Fumi arrive, Chase's body needed some time to recover from the damage of his skydiving. As soon as he was fully recovered, he prepares to swim back. Yet, before he could get going, he heard a voice nearby: "Hey, are you alright down here?" Without turning to face John, he replies, "I ain't got time for this." And he starts to swim towards the shore. At first he moves through the water at speeds that would make Michael Phelps jealous, then he begins to approach a velocity that would be able to compete with a Drag-boat. Ocean water begins to launch behind his body into a series of massive waves that surfers would appreciate.
By the time Chase started to get moving, his competition was already nearly a quarter of the way finish. Unlike Chase, Aine does not cause the water to shift as she travels through the waves with supernatural movement. As she moves around the island, she was several times faster then her opponent, yet her demeanor reveals an almost casual amount of effort behind her motions. From time, she would look towards the crowds as she would sense above average presences, but she never took a moment to fully stop.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 6, 2016 21:43:58 GMT
John stared at Chase's retreating back for a minute before just shrugging. "Guess he's not interested in talking." He shuffled Fumi a little in his arms before setting her down so she could sign. "Want me to fly you back? We can do that or stay here." John didn't mind either, although way out here it was a bit cold for a speedo.
"Good. I'm not staying with you if I have to keep looking at you like that." Jun smoothed out her swimsuit and opened the doors of the locker room to the lobby, then left to the sunny outdoors. She admired the palm trees and warm sun for a moment, waiting for Amai to follow. She certainly wasn't letting this nut lead.
"Hey! We're not going to loose, you are!" She threw it back, but before it landed in the rich girl's hands, it got blown away again. Allan chuckled again as it flew down the court.
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Post by Iris on Aug 7, 2016 14:08:39 GMT
Ugh, her skin felt like it was burning...Iris's tapping fingers could distract themselves no further and with a slight turn away from Ashlea, she began to rummage through a large, straw, beach-type purse on the ground beside her chair. Producing a particularly ugly looking patch, Iris tugged at the zipper that resembled a mouth on its front and she placed her hand inside, as if she had to rummage around in such a small pouch. When she withdrew, she did so with a large swath of white fabric, a pair of scissors, and a single needle between her fingers. Grumbling quietly to herself for a moment, she tossed the small pouch back without zipping it, and she began to work the fabric between her fingers. "I hate those who wear things simply for their body's attention."
Eri seemed to be slightly surprised for a moment as the girl called Erin asked her the question on her identity. Already a better company than that insufferable, waterlogged girl! Eri reall couldn't stand anyone who was mean to her, it just felt too weird... "Ah..ummm..." She tapped her chin as she tried to figure out how to answer the question without bragging. "I just do some stuff around Japan, nothing really big, maybe you've just seen a show of mine or something!" Trying to return the interest, Eri folded her arms behind her back as she leaned forward slightly. "And what are you drawing there? I've not seen many tablets like those!"
With a quick, squeal type noise of immediate disdain the moment she was set in the water, Fumi's body disappeared for just a split moment in a thick spiral of smoke that only reappeared midair by John, hastily wrapping her arms around one of his, gripping on like a koala to a tree. She couldn't convey what was wrong with more than one hand, but by her vigorous gestures to the open water below and a furious shake of her head, she attempted to let him know one key fact as to why she was in the supervised pool with an innertube in the first place; Fumi couldn't swim!
"Harsh, darling, but that's fine. Lead the way, I'll enjoy the view." Sauntering after Jun into the welcoming warmth of the sun, Amai stretched lazily like a satisfied cat enjoying a sunbathe. "Though, I can always get us there faster.~" She looked to Jun without elaborating, smiling knowingly, wanting her to take the bait of making her ask for an explanation.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 7, 2016 15:04:03 GMT
The misdirected ball was caught by a giant of a man with thick and messy black hair. The man was made of muscles covered by gray skin. His legs fell deep into the sent every time he took a step. "Hmpf, took you long enough." Clarissa said as she took the ball. "That wind isn't natural, Muscleworth. Make sure there's no foul play. I am here to grace these commoners with my presence so at the very least they can watch a clean game." The giant grunted in response and walked over to the side of the court. Spectators who gathered to watch the game flinched and took a step back when his mismatched eyes passed over them. Nothing wrong in the crowd. Finally, his attention turned to the court and he grunted once more to let his master know that she can start the game. This time, they would have a judge.
Clarissa served once more and this time Loveline jumped up to return the ball, just barely managing to get it over the net. That little girl was too strong...
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 7, 2016 22:55:37 GMT
"Oh, sorry there." John pulled Fumi up back into his arms, not stopping to admire her smoke ability. "Here, let's get you back to shore." He flapped hard and they again blasted through the air. The water on John's skin was chilly with the wind chill, and he regretted that Fumi and he couldn't warm each other up. At least the side of the pool was warm when he set her down by the water and sat, dipping his feet in the pool. His wings withdrew back into his back.
"Faster? How?" Jun said with distrust.
Allan rushed forward when the ball spilled over the net. He rammed it right back down at Loveline with his oddly shaped head, hoping for the frailer of the two to be forced to handle it and fumble.
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Post by Vapovile on Aug 8, 2016 4:05:38 GMT
Ashlea peered over as Iris dug her hands into the tiny bag, producing a long piece of white fabric and assorted sewing utensils from the bag. So she had a magically enchanted bag, and also knew how to sew? Was this lady some sort of seamstress, or was this just a hobby of her's? Seeing as she was probably talking to her, Ashlea glances over at Iris. "It's dreadful, right? He's only wearing that to draw people's attention to the lack of stuff he's wearing."
Watching as she began working, Ashlea looked over once more with her oversized sunglasses. "You're a designer, I assume?"
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Erin just looked even more confused when Eri danced around the subject, saying she just did shows around Japan. She was big into the anime scene, but only know a little about idols and the J-pop industry in general. Before Erin could think more about who this woman was, she leaned over and inquired about the tablet that was pressed up against her stomach. Oh no, what if this girl hated chibis?! What if she was going to laugh at her crappy sketch?! "Uh...it's nothing special, just some dumb drawing of a cat on a beach! The tablet's just uh...something I bought online. It uh...has a screen so I can draw on it without a computer." Truthfully, the background sketch did look good so far, it's just that Erin didn't have the smoothest of social skills.
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Post by Iris on Aug 8, 2016 4:24:31 GMT
Again, Fumi gestured her small thank you, making a quick half-jog, half-walk to the side of the pool where she'd dropped her inner tube earlier. Pulling it up around her waist with comfort, Fumi made one quick jump and hopped back into the pool, disturbing the surface while letting out a relieved sigh. Despite being unable to swim, she'd always enjoyed the pool!! Making slight paddles, she made her way back to where John sat and began to curiously question him. "What exactly are you? Those are some interesting wings!"
Looking all too satisfied with being questioned, Amai looked away with a smug smile, her eyes closed as her wings appeared from a swath of pink smoke around her back. Flapping the large appendages once, she spoke as if it were no big deal, while simultaneously making it a big deal. "I could always fly us there, it's definitely faster than walking.~"
Iris wound thread and fabric around her fingers, the digits moved as if working on a piano, artistry and expertise showing with unparralleled precision; while this happened, Iris only let out a slight huff of agreement with Ashlea as she focused, stopping only for a moment to produce more fabric. It seemed impossible for it to keep coming, but there seemed to be no end to the swath! "What a waste of clothing." With a few more stitches, moving at a speed that seemed almost like a magic trick, Iris tugged the thread tightly and produced her intricate scissors, clipping the final strand that glittered a mixture of silver and gold. With a hushed whisper, Iris spoke a few short syllables and the fabric in her lap wiggled for just a moment before quite literally standing upright.
In her lap was something that resembled a large bird, the fabric sewn in such a way that it appeared to have a great many feathers. It possessed no eyes, yet it moved as if it could see; its target being the top of the chair above Iris's head where it splayed its large wings, halting them above Iris's head where they made a makeshift umbrella. "You could say that."
"Cat on a beach? That sounds cute! Pretty neat piece of tech you have there, my mom would have a fit if she saw something like that." Eri laughed at the idea of her mother seeing the technology humans had now, it'd drive her crazy. "Can I see?" Smiling brightly, she squatted down slightly in front of Erin, propping her chin against her hands. Thankfully, it seemed Erin didn't know her too well, so she didn't seem to have to worry too much about explaining herself here! Her identity was safe!
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Post by Vapovile on Aug 8, 2016 5:39:11 GMT
"Whoa..." Ashlea let out in awe at the speed in which Iris sewed together the cloth bird, then bring it to life at the very end! While she did routinely see magical spells at Gateway, seeing seamstress magic was new to Ashlea, and as a self-proclaimed connoisseur of clothing, it was fascinating to see. But on the exterior, she remained restrained, just giving a small smile. "That's really impressive. I haven't seen many hidden world designers apart from Miss Miyata and a few others. Where did you learn?" Ashlea was appearing aloof on the outside, but inside she got interested in what this girl did for a living.
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"Well...it's..." Erin looked at the idol as the squatted down, nearly face-to-face at this point. Why was this girl being so nice, and on top of that, really cute?! Breathing in and exhaling to the side, Erin nervously turns the tablet over to reveal the picture. The sketch was in mostly black and white, with the ocean extending out into the background, the tropical trees dotting the beach closer to the foreground. In the middle was a small chibi cat with triangle eyes, walking across the beach. The cat was colored to a small extent, being orange all around, with certain marks in black to indicate claw gaps. "Yeah...just a sketch. Your mom sound like she uh...doesn't get technology? N-not that that's a bad thing!"
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On the hiking trail, another duo was hiking up the large hills of the island. One of them wore a large brown hat that covered her curly blond hair as she briskly walked, her friend behind her phanting in exhaustion. "Come on! Hiking is good for you!" She calls back.
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Post by Iris on Aug 8, 2016 6:40:41 GMT
"Self-taught." Iris's answers were straight to the point, a pure business, no play kind of girl. She folded one long leg over the other, fanning herself with her hand slightly while flexing her fingers on her other hand, doing some stretches to keep her hands in good use. "You know of Haruko?" Now she seemed interested; the mention of anyone worthy of her respect was enough to garner a small seed of interest.
"It's so cute! You're really talented!" Eri spoke between her joyous laughter, the sight of the drawing was adorable! "I can't draw for anything, not that I really have the time to anyways!" This Erin was definitely better company than Marceline had been. Sitting down on her knees in a formal manner, she gestured outward with her hand slightly as she spoke of her mother fondly, but also jokingly. "She's a little old-school, you could say...Not exactly caught up with the times, she should really get out more. I've invited her to stay with me in Tokyo...but she never acepts!"
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Post by Vapovile on Aug 8, 2016 19:50:09 GMT
Impressive...she'd not heard of many people who were completely self taught. Even Haruko went to a school specifically to become a designer, she read in an article once. "I wish. I'm just a fan of her work, though apparently my sister met one of Haruko's siblings a while ago. Have you met her, being in the same industry and all?"
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She actually liked the drawing?! And thought she was talented?! "Uh...thanks! It's just a little hobby of mine." She states, listening to Eri talk about her mother. From her statement about her doing shows in Japan and now living in Tokyo, Erin figured that this girl lived in Japan doing...something. Setting the tablet down next to herself on the towel, Erin laughed a little at the 'not caught up with the times' comment. "Does she live in the Japan countryside or something? Tokyo is a huuuuuuge city."
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 8, 2016 23:20:28 GMT
John smiled and a tail emerged from the base of his spine, pushing his swimsuit just the slightest fraction down. It waved lazily to Fumi. "Incubus. At least, part that." The tail stirred a tiny whirlpool in the water.
Jun tried to figure out how exactly she could ride on Amai without touching her. It seemed quite impossible. Still, she shouldn't be lowered to walking all the way to the beach. "Fine. Fly me." She gave a haughty toss of her head.
"Okay, put it back on. I'm hearing somebody coming up the trail." Alexis picked up Becky's shirt and tossed it to her. "No." "Come on, that was the deal. You can go topless until somebody comes along, and that's what's happening right now. Come on, they'll think you're a bear or something." "No." Becky remained steadfastly half naked, displaying a nearly inhumanly hairy body.
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Post by Iris on Aug 8, 2016 23:44:35 GMT
"I know her. We work in the same profession and she's not someone I disrespect. Her work is admirable." Iris went back to drumming her fingers along her upper arm, as if just sitting here was driving her crazy. Iris managed to leave out one thing on her comments of Haruko, seeing as how being too prideful in public seemed to always garner her some nasty looks.
"Ah, no, she's living in Ireland right now." It was fun to talk about her parents without being known, and without them knowing the truth about them as well. Eri did feel slightly bad about lying...but she wasn't reaaaally lying, was she? Just dancing more around the truth. "On the other hand, my dad lives more in the Japan countryside. I don't think he hates tech...more that he just doesn't get it."
"Incubus?" She struggled for a moment to try and recall what that was, letting out a slight sound of revelation as she rested her head on her tube. "The uh...those demons! The ones that do...stuff..."
"You're so cute, I just wanna squeeze you.~" Amai clapped her hands with a delighted laugh at seeing Jun trying so hard to keep up her appearance with that little head toss, she could eat her right up!! "Alright lovely. Hold on tight.~" Without further ado, and with a surprising amount of strength, Amai scooped Jun up in bridal style, giving a heavy flap of her wings that shot them upwards and soon enough, began to carry them towards the beachside.
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