[Open] Beach party

[dottorepeste]

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[hes_onthe_jazz]

*He's not generally one for relaxing. He likes to be busy. But a day on the beach... He can get behind that. He's stretched out on the sand with his arms crossed behind his head, watching the few clouds travel across the sky. He's wearing swim trunks and a plain t-shirt*

[notapornqueen]

Sasha wasn't beyond parking her ass next to a lone stranger. Besides, he was in a prime spot. She unfurled her towel and slipped out of loose pants and shirt she wore over her swimsuit and flopped down next to him.

"This spot's not taken, is it, tiger?"

[hes_onthe_jazz]

*He turns his head and looks her over quickly before his eyes focus on her face and stay there.* Well, no, it's not. Make yourself at home.

[notapornqueen]

Sasha smirked and leaned back on her elbows. "You're a doll. I noticed there aren't a lot of people walking over this way, so there won't be anyone blocking the sun."

[hes_onthe_jazz]

*He pulls himself to a seated position--it would be more polite to stand, but since she's already on the sand that would be awkward--and offers his hand* Hannibal Smith.

[notapornqueen]

"That's quite a name," Sasha quipped with a raised brow. She shifted to the side and took the proffered hand in a firm grip. "Sasha Black."

[hes_onthe_jazz]

It is, but it suits me. *He chuckles and shakes her hand firmly* It's nice to meet you, Sasha.

[notapornqueen]

The playful smirk never faltered from her lips. "It certainly is."

[hes_onthe_jazz]

*He raises an eyebrow slightly, not sure if she's just being polite, or if she's trying to flirt with him. He hopes it's the former; he doesn't want to have to shoot her down* Lovely day, isn't it? Couldn't choose a better for a trip to the beach.

[notapornqueen]

Sasha's flirty with everyone, Hannibal needn't worry. "It's almost enough to make me want to move back to California. Almost." She nodded to add emphasis to her agreement. "It's an absolutely gorgeous day for it."

[hes_onthe_jazz]

I've been living in California for a little while now. It's not too bad. I'm getting used to it. *He flashes a rueful smile*

[notapornqueen]

"Where's home, then?" Sasha queried, ever the inquisitive one. "Where is it they grow people like Hannibal Smith?"

[hes_onthe_jazz]

*He's quiet for a moment, thinking about that, carefully choosing his answer* I grew up in Iowa, but I haven't had a physical location as home in a long time.

[notapornqueen]

"Mmm," Sasha hummed in contemplation. "A traveling man. Not terribly uncommon in Midwestern boys. You don't have the predatory look of some Fortune 500 businessman, so I'm going to guess it's either sales or military that keeps you moving."

[hes_onthe_jazz]

*He gives a nod of acknowledgement and settles back again. When he answers, his tone is a bit guarded.* Military.

[notapornqueen]

Sasha just smirked triumphantly. "Thought so. You've got that sort of air."