Pool Party

[makes_asteroids]

Who: HoA and any invited guests
When: Sunday, 5/29 10 am to...whenever
Where: Basement of the HoA
Summary: It's a POOL PARTY. It's plenty large, there are lots of deck chairs and sun lamps, toys (including an inflatable slide). Prose or spam, pick your tags.
Warnings: It's a pool party

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5pm

[thelittlestbub]

[She'd eaten, she'd worked out, she'd done the important things.

That is why she is in a brand new yellow and blue bikini, stretched out on a deck chair and positioned right under some of the sun lamps. She wants nothing more than to tan a LOT.

Bothering is totally okay.]

[paysdelamour]

[Francis comes over after a moment, still a little wet from being in the pool.]

Mind if I join you?

[thelittlestbub]

[Jubilee doesn't even move her sunglasses. Merely smiles and waves at a seat.]

Pull up a chair, Francis. Enjoying the pool?

[paysdelamour]

[He sits down next to her, a broad smile forming on his lips. He seems to be in a much better mood than when he first came down, because he starts teasing.] Mm, I'm enjoying the view much more.

[thelittlestbub]

Well then, monsieur, don't let me distract you from it.

[Jubilee is not shy. She likes being appreciated by other people. Especially guys. Appreciate away, Francis.]

[paysdelamour]

Oh non, by all means, I can multitask. [He grins, settling into his chair a little more.] But the pool was quite lovely.

[thelittlestbub]

[A grin. Oh she's sure he can multitask.] I'll probably try it out later.

Michael talk to you about one of the rules? He's going to be setting up what he called "European time" down here. Mostly because you're French, he's Polish, and I was in France for so long that I came to like sunbathing nude. But, so we don't scar everyone else, we figured a set time would at least warn them on what they might be walking in on.

[paysdelamour]

Mm, perhaps I can join you later.

[Francis seems quite relieved about that.] Oh, merci Dieu. That would be much appreciated. It's been so long since I could be au naturel. [Especially since, with Peter around, he's had to start wearing boxers to bed. Ugh.]

[thelittlestbub]

You're always welcome to join me.

[Have a giggle.]

I complained because I hate tan lines. The Med totally spoiled me.

[paysdelamour]

Mm, wonderful.

[A chuckle.] Oh, non, we certainly couldn't have that.

Mm, la Mer Mediterranée... it's been so long since I've been. [He gives a bit of a sheepish grin.] I'm not even sure when I'll be able to go back, now. Ah, well.

[thelittlestbub]

I was there just about a year ago. It totally spoiled me. Helped we had a private section of the beach to use. A friend of mine's father owned it.

We used to go out there and skinny dip and sunbathe nude all the time. It was pretty awesome.

so since Michael doesn't care, and you seem more comfortable nude than not, and I'm a whiny brat who always gets her way... nude pool time is a go.

[paysdelamour]

Oh, that sounds lovely... where along the Mediterranean? In Greece, Italy, Spain? Or still in France?

Mm, I'm sure it was. The lovely sun and sea breeze against your skin...

Oh, I can't wait! It will be fun. [He grins, flirting just a little.] But you are a cute whiny brat.

[thelittlestbub]

South of France. We actually spent a lot of down time in Monaco too.

[a laugh.]

You say that, because I've yet to use my whiny-ness on you, monsieur. You'll get sick of it. Eventually.

[paysdelamour]

Oh, Monaco! So you've been to my sister's lands. [Yes, Monaco is his little sister. Unfortunately it's kind of adorable to see those two together. :|]

Oh, I could never get tired of you, no matter how much you whine. You're too adorable.

[thelittlestbub]

Monaco, Italy, Greece, Germany. Mostly, though, it was just France. Since I went to school in Paris, we had reason to stay put.

[Another laugh and she sits up to kiss his cheek.]

Merci, monsieur.

[paysdelamour]

And my little brother's lands too. My my, you've been quite the world traveler. [At least, for someone so young.] I just hope it was nothing but a pleasant vacation.

[He gives her a brief kiss on the cheek in return.] De rien, mademoiselle.