Tuesday morning, the basement pool

Jan 24, 2006 10:36

Walter is swimming laps.

Pup is following him along the edge of the pool yapping at him.

The pool room is filled with the sound of yapping and swimming.

[ooc: Open for all since nobody's bothered with the pool in a while.]

victor borkowski, samuel anders, pool, walter dornez

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cantgetnorelief January 24 2006, 19:15:08 UTC
Anders hasn't gone swimming in a very long while. And up until very recently, the pool here scared the hell out of him. But he's feeling like a swim might be a welcome change in his workout routine, so here he is in his swim trunks, a change of clothes and towel in his gym bag.

The sound of a dog barking throws him off for a little bit as he approaches the pool, but when he recognizes Walter and his very distinctive puppy, he smiles.

"Hey," he says, sitting down at the edge of the pool and dangling his feet into the water, splashing a little bit over his legs and chest to acclimate himself to the temperature before jumping in. "Walter, right?"

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walter_n_wires January 24 2006, 19:20:27 UTC
Walter stops and treads water, shushing Pup, who has wandered over to sniff Anders and his gym bag.

"Right. You're Anders?" He wasn't sure if this guy had another name, unless it's Callyn, since he often hears of "Callynanders."

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cantgetnorelief January 24 2006, 19:37:55 UTC
"Yep, that's me," says Anders, grinning down at Pup. "Any other names of mine you hear over the PA are ones I pretend not to have most of the time."

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walter_n_wires January 24 2006, 19:40:52 UTC
Pup takes the grin as permission to scrabble at Anders in an attempt to do that annoying tongue-nose thing he likes so much lick his face.

Walter attempts to snap his fingers at his puppy, but wet fingers don't snap well. "Pup! Get off him!"

He smiles apologetically at Anderson. "I have to get him out before he starts planning nuptials with Al's chicken."

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anole_x January 24 2006, 20:01:48 UTC
Because it totally makes sense for Victor to be here. I am NOT stalking Walter. HUSH!

After a bit of asking around, Victor found out that Walter was down in the pool. He figured he'd kill several birds with one stone though it's hard enough to kill ONE bird with ONE stone and head down as well.

Moments later, wearing nothing but tropical-print swimming trunks, brown sandals, and a bright orange towel, he arrived at the pool. he smiled and waved when he saw his boyfriend, Pup, and Anders.

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walter_n_wires January 24 2006, 20:18:25 UTC
Pup tried to squirm free of Anders grip because the boy with the things on his head smells like his Walter so he must be okay.

Walter pushed up to sit on the edge of the pool and grinned at Victor. "I didn't see you around, so I thought I'd get some exercise in."

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anole_x January 24 2006, 20:22:49 UTC
"No problem," Victor said with a grin of his own. "It gives me a chance to see you half-...um...in the pool..." he said, catching himself before he said something inappropriate in front of Anders.

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walter_n_wires January 24 2006, 20:29:20 UTC
"Well stop gawking and join me, then. Since the excuse reason to be here is exercise."

Walter smiled at Anders and leaned over to mutter something into Pup's ear, the words home and box and Alucard... angry might have been heard.

Pup settled down and went to sit disconsolately on one of the lounge chairs sitting next to the pool. If he licked himself inappropriately, it certainly wouldn't have been a commentary. No. Certainly not.

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