No, I Don't Need A Prince Charmin' Or A Joker With A Silver Tongue
Who: Rikku and anyone. Because open logs own my soul.
When: Twilight.
Where: The pool. Because I like to be different.
What: What you normally do at a pool. Swim, duh.
Rating: PG, subject to change depending on who shows up, I guess. XD;
Kick, kick, breathe. Kick, kick, breathe. Dive, flip, breathe. If one had been watching close enough, they would have seen the lithe, yellow bikini-clad form of a girl soaring through the water as if she'd been born there.
Rikku paused after three laps, treading water, her blonde hair thrown back in a messy pony tail. She hadn't learned to swim until after Home had been destroyed, but ever since then she loved to be in the water ever chance she got. As long as it wasn't coming from the sky and there wasn't thunder and lightning, of course. It had taken her a few days after arriving at Moksa to locate the pool, and a few days after that to actually find the time to go there. Classes were keeping her busier than she'd bargained for. Not that it was a bad thing, mind you. She was happy to be occupied, or else she might have gone crazy.
The Al Bhed kicked once more and floated on her back, counting the ceiling tiles and idly wondering what she was going to do for the rest of the night. She got to fourty seven before becoming bored again. Swimming was fun, sure. But it was always better with a lot of people. Maybe if she... No, that wouldn't work. What if she... No, she'd get thrown out for that. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, sliding beneath the surface. Maybe a good sit on the bottom would help her think of a way to get people to swim with her.
When: Twilight.
Where: The pool. Because I like to be different.
What: What you normally do at a pool. Swim, duh.
Rating: PG, subject to change depending on who shows up, I guess. XD;
Kick, kick, breathe. Kick, kick, breathe. Dive, flip, breathe. If one had been watching close enough, they would have seen the lithe, yellow bikini-clad form of a girl soaring through the water as if she'd been born there.
Rikku paused after three laps, treading water, her blonde hair thrown back in a messy pony tail. She hadn't learned to swim until after Home had been destroyed, but ever since then she loved to be in the water ever chance she got. As long as it wasn't coming from the sky and there wasn't thunder and lightning, of course. It had taken her a few days after arriving at Moksa to locate the pool, and a few days after that to actually find the time to go there. Classes were keeping her busier than she'd bargained for. Not that it was a bad thing, mind you. She was happy to be occupied, or else she might have gone crazy.
The Al Bhed kicked once more and floated on her back, counting the ceiling tiles and idly wondering what she was going to do for the rest of the night. She got to fourty seven before becoming bored again. Swimming was fun, sure. But it was always better with a lot of people. Maybe if she... No, that wouldn't work. What if she... No, she'd get thrown out for that. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, sliding beneath the surface. Maybe a good sit on the bottom would help her think of a way to get people to swim with her.