Intro | Resort Pool | BYOA
He's been an assumed permanent resident in what the hotel has given him as an afterlife for nearly three months, and when Wash got the notice that an island paradise vacation awaited all who wished to come he'd figured it was as good a time as any to try that whole being social thing again. Which is how he ended up sitting at the tiki bar beside the largest of the resort's pools in bright red hibiscus print Hawaiian shirt and knee-length board shorts and flip-flops, sipping a pineapple drink that looked like it could be fun when he ordered it.
Wash has never actually been to a tropical paradise before, as his pale skin can attest to, but the resort seems pretty damn nice. People wearing next to nothing (or in the case of a particularly randy couple in one of the smaller pools - nothing at all), having a great time. Mustering up a small dose of courage, he takes the first step to moving outside of the self-imposed isolation he'd lived in since being plucked out of his life and slips off the high stool at the end of the bar to find someone to try talking to... it was a start, and who knows, maybe a little bit of the hotel's voodoo will take it somewhere.
A quick glance around the shaded area provides exactly what he's looking for, someone sitting at a table alone. He approaches the table and offers a friendly smile before declaring; "Hey there! Is this seat taken?"
(ooc: New muse, post-Serenity Wash. Check out this post for full character information and permissions. TL;DR, looking for friends and a really good time, dead-but-not. Prefer CR leading up to smut if they hit it off. All genders equally welcome, though the ladies are likely to have an easier time getting more than conversation out of him. Please feel free to PM if you've got any questions.)
Wash has never actually been to a tropical paradise before, as his pale skin can attest to, but the resort seems pretty damn nice. People wearing next to nothing (or in the case of a particularly randy couple in one of the smaller pools - nothing at all), having a great time. Mustering up a small dose of courage, he takes the first step to moving outside of the self-imposed isolation he'd lived in since being plucked out of his life and slips off the high stool at the end of the bar to find someone to try talking to... it was a start, and who knows, maybe a little bit of the hotel's voodoo will take it somewhere.
A quick glance around the shaded area provides exactly what he's looking for, someone sitting at a table alone. He approaches the table and offers a friendly smile before declaring; "Hey there! Is this seat taken?"
(ooc: New muse, post-Serenity Wash. Check out this post for full character information and permissions. TL;DR, looking for friends and a really good time, dead-but-not. Prefer CR leading up to smut if they hit it off. All genders equally welcome, though the ladies are likely to have an easier time getting more than conversation out of him. Please feel free to PM if you've got any questions.)