PARTY LIKE A ROCK STAR

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Character(s): ERRYBODY (who signed up! ...or who wants to come, just tag in guys s'all good)

Location: UP IN HERE (aka the beach in Galbadia)

Rating: THROUGH THE ROOF (G to R)

Open/Closed/Finished: OPEN LIKE A MINIBAR

Summary: BEACH PARTY

Three days of sun, sand, and complete, unbridled fun--that was what Kiden had advertised, and she'd delivered. The slice of bright blue beach Nida had found for them stretched on one side into cliffs and a cove on the other, sheltered enough to be easily defensible but open enough not to make them targets. If they felt like exploring, well, the wildlife wasn't too much of a hassle, and apparently the jungle is lovely?

They had tents, food and drinks (lots of drinks) and plenty of other interesting things to last for the next three days--and Kiden, for one, was planning to make the most of it.

Comments

[umathematic.livejournal.com]

[ His head jerks towards her shadow. Registering familiar colors from the corner of his eye, Gokudera stifles a remark about dubious ancestry curling on his tongue. It's not quite an intruder if it's Kiden. ]

What?

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[ She crouches, arms around her knees, toes curled in the cool night sand. ]

Mind if I watch? Promise I won't light anything.

[umathematic.livejournal.com]

Better not.

[ He'd raise an eyebrow if he could look that cool; as it is, all he manages is the tone. But, really, a promise not to fuck with anything is pretty much all he needs. ]

Do you even have anything to light with?

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Nope. Guess that's the point, huh?

[ All she's got on her is a plastic cup full of hooch, but she's keeping that to herself. ]

How'd you get into fireworks?

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[ That gets a pause, because if Gokudera's anything other than defensive, it's really obvious. ]

Fucked up a batch of flash bombs a couple years back and got stuck making 'em for some asshole's son.

[ He resumes measuring fuses, hand over hand, precise out of habit as much as attention. ]

Not like the mix's that complicated.

.....html, what is it

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Fireworks, or flash bombs? Either way, sounds like a douchebag. Who gets a kid to make 'em flash bombs?

[ Thoughtfully, she sips her drink, watching the rythm of his hands. ]

an elaborate device for self-torment!

[umathematic.livejournal.com]

I was good at it. Fireworks're just a waste of time.

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Well, you seem pretty into wasting time, then.

[ She sets the bottle down, head following the movement as she pushes the butt of it into the sand. ]

You're always so practical about shit.

[umathematic.livejournal.com]

I don't like being dumb. And I said I'd set it up, didn't I?

[ Another lapse into silence—less because he's fiddling with a branch than because that is the Gokudera Way: do useful things, be totally shit at small talk. ]

... How's the rest of it going, anyway?

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Yeah, but you're enjoying this, I can tell.

[ She says that on some satisfied tone, like she's caught him stealing a cookie. ]

And as for that, you'd know, if you weren't so busy being boring as fuck.

[umathematic.livejournal.com]

If I wanted to see people babble and fall over themselves like morons, I'd watch the training classes.

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[ Caught enjoying himself. ]

Oh my god, it should be illegal to act seventy-five when you're seventeen. Lighten up.

[ Extending the cup. HAVE SOME BOOZE yes she totally trusts him with alcohol and fireworks HER JUDGEMENT IS AMAZING ]