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

[spareglasses]

[Just like when she had greeted him with a hug earlier, Yukio again freezes the second she gets closer. He tries his best to focus on how she's holding the rod, but the heat in his cheeks suggests that his attention is... not all there.

He gulps but takes the rod with his own hands, taking almost too much care in trying to avoid her hands in the process. For the record, it doesn't work too well.]

...Like this?

[brightens]

[ She nods, slipping her hands down to his arms instead of over his hands. ] Mmhm! Just like that. And when you want to cast, you raise it up like this... [ She guides his arms up, slowly, so that it doesn't accidentally throw out the line before he's ready... ]

And then push it down, like this... [ She lowers his arms, while also pushing against his back with her chest. ] And lean forward! So it'll toss it out further.

[spareglasses]

[Suddenly, Yukio wonders if this is how Rin feels in class. He can't seem to pay attention to Vanille's words, and his attempts to follow her instructions are stiff, awkward, and done rather blindly. Really, it's quite a feat that he doesn't accidentally snag one of them on the line as he throws it out.

Getting this close to a girl isn't... normal, is it? He gulps and stares pointedly at the end of the rod, willing himself not to do anything stupid. A nervous laugh escapes his lips.]

...Well, that wasn't too hard.

[brightens]

[ Vanille seems to think it's entirely normal, seeing as she's not at all uncomfortable with it. ]

That was great..! See, you're a pro already. [ Okay, not really, his form could use a little work, but, it could have been much much worse. ]

And now... We wait for another fish!

[spareglasses]

Right. Maybe it'll come sooner this time...

[Because if it doesn't, it's entirely possible Yukio may do something... silly. Or embarrassing. Possibly both! Really, the only good thing is that at this angle, it's a bit hard for Vanille to see the blush slowly but oh-so-surely creeping into his cheeks.

...Right?

He tries for some distracting conversation.]

So... How long have you been fishing this way?

[brightens]

[ She hasn't completely backed away from him, yet— in fact, she seems pretty content where she is, leaving her arms wrapped around his middle and her face pressed up against the side of his arm, watching the line for any tell-tale signs of struggle. ]

Um... Kind of a long time. [ Check out my vague answer.

She does elaborate, though: ] It's not really supposed to be used like this, but... I sort of improvised. It's kind of like a regular fishing pole, right? But a regular fishing pole would be harder to fight with. When you need to find food, you just find a way!

[ Even if it means beating people up after they treated you to lunch (but called you barbarians mid-meal)... ]