Who

Niklaas, Xia

What

Niklaas is a decent sort of person. Xia, not so much.

When

It is sunset of the first day of the eleventh month of the sixth turn of the 12th pass.

Where

Beach

OOC Date 10 Jan 2016 07:00

 

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"At least I'm not a troglodyte!"


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Beach

An eerie mirror, the glass-quiet Sea of Azov: the clear waters stretch along the dark-pebbled shores, and along this narrow beach. Here the faintest lap of waves belies the calm beyond; here the rocks have been ground down into finest, softest sand - those observant would mark upon the similarity between it and the sands of the hatching grounds. The soft sand soaks up summer sunlight as a sponge; painfully hot during the warmer months, it is only truly pleasant at wintertime. Rocks rise to east and west, lichen-limned and green against the abyssal darkness of stone.


While night in Southern is laden with heat, Niklaas is taking full advantage of the heat to strip down to his shorts and splash into the Azov sea. Being this close to the beach is one of the perks of living in the weyr. So there it is: a pile of clothing and a bare-chested, tall-ass dude splashing like a loon into the waters. At least his clothing - left behind - doesn't hint at any kind of po-po/guard knot. So not only is he mostly naked, he's also a MYSTERY man. A "YEEEEEE-HAWWWWW," is let out just as he disappears under the water. It's sunset, and it's pretty. And it's hot.

"DUDE." That's Xia, who isn't quite as commando as Niklaas. She's got this bikini thing going on, and was TRYING to enjoy a nice float along the more or less calm water. UNTIL A SPAZ SHOWED UP. "YOU need to WATCH. Where. You. Are. Going. Ding-dong!" Mystery man isn't going to get spared the rough side of Xia's tongue. She was RELAXING.

"Fuck off!" Niklaas is off-duty, though his kind of awkward-nice boy demeanor requires him to flash the girl who was just floating along minding her own business one of those pretty-boy crooked smiles that has enough charisma to sink a ship. "This is a free ocean! Sea! Whatever it is." Is it free? He sure thinks it is. Duck, duck, swim. He pops up again, and gives his head a shake so that what hair he has flaps around, sending water everywhere.

Niklaas' charisma is lost on Xia, who has sworn off all dicks for the rest of her life. "If I was trying to charge, I wouldn't ask the ugly butt naked guy who just ruined the peace and quiet." Just in case Niklaas was wondering about what Xia's intentions for this whole thing actually were. Peering, "Aren't you that guard dude that couldn't stop looking at Clementine's rack the other day?"

"At least I'm not a troglodyte!" Niklaas throws back - the guards have taught him something about returning insults. "I don't remember. I look at a lot of racks," the young man admits, pushing his hair out of his eyes and turning that crooked grin back on Xia. It's just natural, okay. So's the slight edge of awkwardness - he's not exactly the smooth criminal here. "You can't charge on something for free anyway." Neener.

"No, you're worse. Sorry to tell you, but you're a guy. Not sure how your mother managed to allow you to grow up without that fact coming out." Xia is not not-smiling, but it's a thin thing at best. He ruined her spin with his boyish splashing, and now she's just going to nitpick at him. "You really should work on the whole smooth thing there - you kind of suck at it… have you actually ever sucked?" Just to inquire.

"Nothing wrong with being a man," Niklaas is one of those people who has kind of an indomitable spirit. He reaches behind his head to rub the back of his neck with one hand while squinting at her. "That's a bit personal, don't you think?" He shakes his head and turns his head away with a little grin. "Maybe the smooth thing isn't what I'm after. I'm just here for a swim." Really. That's all!

"You probably should tone down the playboy smile then boyo, if you're going for the nice-guy vibe." Xia stretches where she stands in the water, very purposefully showing off her own body. (IT'S A TEST.) "Do you… have pants on?" Xia can't tell, he's deep enough in the water.

Xia is a hot chick and thus Niklaas is totally going to be eyeballing her from beneath the veil of his lashes. He's young and he's male, of course he's going to look. "I don't know what you're talking about," he adds, that endearing little smile once again at play. It's subconscious. "What? Of course I've got pants on!" His mama done raised him right!

~~You can look but you can't touch~~ Song's running through the player's mind. Xia rolls her eyes skyward at that smile of his. "Disgusting." It's a mutter. A shake of her head before she's starting a trek out towards the shallower water and the towel she's got all laid out neatly there. "Look, I have to ask. There are a LOT of guys here that are okay with their ding-dong's hanging free."

Niklaas rolls his eyes in response to her mutter, but that doesn't dim the smile. MAYBE NOAH SHARED SOME OF HIS KICK ASS PIE WITH HIM.. or something. Who knows. Nik's in a good mood. "Why does it matter if I'm commando or not?" Okay, so this is a curiously asked question as he watches the girl wade towards the shore. Is she leaving? MORE SEA FOR HIM. Ahem. Look, he'll even splash a little extra.

"Because I'm not a huge fan of dicks. Like, the literal dicks. Those things that guys wave around." She's not so far off as to not be able to talk to the man in the water as she lays herself out. It's sunset, so there isn't too much sunbathing left, but in the Southern heat it doesn't matter too much. She won't get very chilled just laying out here. "I wanted warning if I should just not look."

"That's…" Niklaas gives pause to what she says. "… strange." Maybe he's a touch self-conscious now, and that means he's going to wander further away from Xia. Listen, she might be laying out there like an innocent girl, but… clearly, Xia is not innocent. Nor is she really a girl. She's wicked. Wicked, he'd say. So he makes some mumbled excuses, "Mumbleenjoymumbleyourmumbleevening…" and then it's all about splashing down the beach. He'll just get his cloths later. Or abandon them entirely. ONE NEVER KNOWS. They aren't that expensive.

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