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Beach Party Log

Who: The people of Union and all their wonderful friends who can be bothered to take a vacation.
Where: The Tropical Island
When: On and off, the second week of June
What: Union's more-than-annual beach party. Open log, tag around!

The sun is shining, the Wingull are squawking, and the beach of the Tropical Island is as beautiful as always. The whole city has more or less been effectively encouraged to come out, especially people who need to recover from the shenanigans in Sanctuary. The air is filled with the sounds and smells of Citadel visitors grilling, the expected murmurs of shock at Calderan fashions hitting the place where they're most practical, and of course, the colorful sights of everyone having a good time. There's lots of places to see and things to do on the island, and now's the time to enjoy them.

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[Michiru readily gives up that glass and sits down with her own.]

For the moment. The water is getting crowded. [she takes a sip of that chilled fruit juice. At least it's appropriately tropical.]

[ Haruka sips her own - this is good, thanks - and nods. ] The air's kind of stuffy, too.

Everyone needed this. [ And she has the maturity to see the sense in it, instead of getting hung up about how they just stuck their noses where they didn't belong, and now they're at the beach. Distance is what's needed to fix mistakes. Distance and dispassion. Neither of which Union has been very good at. ]

Oh? Should I go? [part pretend-pout, all tease.

Let's hope fixing things is as easy as going to the beach, even if there's no sense in brooding endlessly over it.]

[ Haruka laughs. ] Not if you distract me.

Here. [ Extra towel. Having thick hair like that must be a pain when Michiru swims. So consider this her attempt at being a thoughtful partner. ]

[the whole point of this trip, huh? That's a smile as she takes the offered towel and starts working it through her hair. She's leaning forward, head tilted to the side, but she's still glancing sidelong at you.]

Did you have something in mind?

There's more room on the beach than in the water. [ If you're never bored when you're with her, Haruka supposes her version is that, with Michiru, she's always distracted. ]

[heh] How much space do you need?

[she's shaking out the towel with a flourish and laying it off to the side. She's still damp, but at least she's not dripping.j]

[ Haruka sips her drink. ] Don't smother me.

[ She'd say "do what you want", but that might yield Michiru on her lap and, much as she would enjoy the experience, the beach isn't that deserted.... ]

Was that a complaint?

[her voice is still light, but her eyes flick involuntarily to your arm, and then she's looking determinedly at the ocean again. Just because getting hurt is expected more often than not doesn't mean she has to like it.]

[ Thanks to Michiru's quick care for that arm, it's doing pretty well - but the gash has definitely left a scar (which Haruka is still covering with bandages, and then a loose shirt atop that). She leans in, putting weight on that arm to show how fine it's doing, and whispers in Michiru's ear. ] Only that we should have gone somewhere more private.

[ But then she couldn't have noticed Rise and Asemu trying to do the exact same thing. Which is also funny. When it happens to other people. ]

[she goes almost unnaturally still at that whisper. This is...a pretty good distraction.]

Oh? What did you have in mind?

[is that a smirk? Either way, that's her hand on top of yours. You're fine, and that's all that matters.]

I'll demonstrate later. [ And in the meantime, she'll let the tone of her voice fill in the blanks.

...This beach is pleasantly Bradless, however. Could they actually be getting a break? And should they use that break to rest or to "rest"? ]

[is that a shiver, despite herself? Probably.]

I'll hold you to that promise.

[Brad is, at the moment, being babysat by Right. There are certain advantages to being in such an organization.]

[ You're a genius. A genius of dubious scruples, but in some ways that level of resolve just impresses Haruka more. ] We should probably enjoy the sun while it's out, anyway.

[ The things she'd like to do are best done after dark. ]

[that's a quiet laugh] Are you going to nap again?

[there is little point in trying to lure you into the water when you've got a bandage on]

[ There is equally little point in trying to lure her into the water when she could stay on the shore and watch you swim, too. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't try once she's bandage-free.

Haruka takes another sip of her drink, rotating the glass. ] I'm open to suggestions.

[ This is nice, though. Just them lazing together, bouncing off each other. This is what she hopes peace feels like when it's achieved for good - if they can allow themselves the indulgence of a hope. ]

Let's go for a walk.

[and if they incidentally find somewhere quieter, so be it.]

[ You don't say. ] All right.

[ Her breath hitches as she stands, putting perhaps a bit too much weight on that arm - but she's also moving slowly since this is a vacation, so that could equally just be an expression of laziness. Either way, though, she's up. Progress. ]

[Michiru follows quietly, slipping her hand into yours. Considering how she's aiming for your other hand, she probably heard that.

'Troublesome' is the perfect word for you.]

[ Sorry about that. Haruka slides her fingers between Michiru's as far as they can go, appreciating her partner's perseverance. She bumps those hands against your leg, too: sorry, and thank you.

There's a somewhat solitary-looking area up this way, isn't there? ]

[at least she's perfectly aware that there's no point in fussing over it now. Still, that's a squeeze of her hand in acknowledgement.]

I suppose this area of the beach isn't quite as popular. [the crashing of the surf against the rocks is, if anything, louder over here]

It's untamed. [ Not to mention intrusive. They'll have to stand very close to hear each other speak....

Like so, once Haruka's ventured far enough into the area to consider the two of them properly alone. This is a good view of the ocean, too. As pleasant as it is to watch while placid, watching the water froth on the rocks is more interesting.

As is this hand she's holding. That hand is pretty great. She should draw it closer to herself. ]

[that's a slow intake of breath. And when she finally exhales, she's smiling and glancing up at you. Perhaps the air really is clearer over here. Or maybe it's just that she doesn't have to share you with anybody else.]

I think most of it is.

[eyes are drawn to the ocean] I don't mind.

[understatement]

[ Haruka smiles back, then joins Michiru in watching the ocean. She is still watching the ocean when her lips touch down just above the other woman's ear. And then her eyes close.

There's something else worth appreciating right here. ]

[geez, Haruka. Michiru closes her eyes too, the better to focus on your warmth. Her ears are filled with the sound of the waves and your breathing.

A murmur:] Tease.

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