It had cooled off a little - a very little - from the day, and with the graduation festivities out of the way and tours of the island done, Lissa had admitted to wanting to hang out on the beach a little on her last day
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Lissa was flushed still from feeding earlier, and she shook her hair back over her shoulders, enjoying the cool breeze off the water. "I'm surprised you're not in a bathing suit, Rose," she teased easily. "Random swimming seems like your kind of thing."
"Fine, I didn't," she admitted, making a face. "The water's fucking cold. Next summer when you're done with college for the year, we'll go somewhere warm where we can swim at night."
Watching her set up the fire, Dimitri smiled to himself, pausing in his regular rounds of the beach area to move closer to the flames. "I wonder where you could have learned to build such an excellent fire." It wasn't so much a question as a little, snarky comment disguised as a question.
"Strange. Who would've thought fire-building would be a useful skill," Dimitri remarked, schooling his face back to his typical guardian mask despite his amusement.
"Hey, I'm just surprised I remembered how to do it," Rose teased, looking up at him to see the traces of that amusement still. "Figured it'd fall right out of my head with the rest of the boring stuff."
Elena was wandering the beach -- look, she happened to be very fond of beaches today -- and spotted a huddle of people near a bonfire. Getting closer, she realized that several of them were wearing dark suits, and that one was almost certainly Rose.
She approached cautiously, hoping she wasn't interrupting, If anyone glared her off, she'd be polite and go.
"Elena!" Rose spotted her in the darkness then jumped up to go meet her, checking eye contact with Dimitri to let him know. "Hey, we didn't get to go to Caritas last night. I'm glad to see you."
"So much going on," she agreed, grinning back. "You look like it's been a good weekend too. Come on, totally, come meet Lissa. You already know - sorta - Dimitri."
Yuri was enjoying his last day (for him it was day) in Fandom with time on a real beach. It was warm and there was sand and the pretty people were still potentially wandering by.
As sweet as the gig seemed, Yuri still couldn't help thinking how Belikov was completely wasted out here, training one novice. It gave him ideas.
After days, Yuri was quiet in Dimitri's ear. It was unnerving when Dimitri had just gotten used to the near constant chatter. He tapped the radio, "Fialkovskii, you awake out there?"
Hey, a guy could work and not talk, it wasn't so different, though it was harder to make eye contact the way Dimitri preferred from too far out so Yuri made his rounds a little closer as he replied on radio.
"You know it, Belikov. Just taking in what little view we've got down here."
Dimitri waited, noticing Fialkovskii was coming in closer to answer him without the help of the radio. "The lingering heat's bearable with the ocean breeze. I didn't expect you to be so taken with any of it."
He found Fandom so odd, himself. Not in a manner that made him wish to leave, but just not what he would expect anyone from their world to really enjoy for a weekend trip.
Karla, much like Elena, had felt the need for a long, quiet walk on the beach. She needed some time to sort herself out before heading to Caritas for Sam's party and some time staring at the ocean had seemed just the trick.
Spotting Rose and the others had nearly made Karla turn around, but...she and Rose had seemed to come to an accord around Prom. They weren't friends, but they had proven they could at least be civil to one another. And the things Rose had written in her yearbook had been rather sweet. So rather than turn around, Karla gave a shy wave and smile instead.
There'd been a moment when Rose considered not noticing Karla there, but she also forgot that Lissa saw in the dark better than she did so when Lissa leaned over to whisper in her ear, Rose looked up and gave a bit of a wave and smile back.
Of course, the one time Karla might have preferred rude Rose...
"Hi Rose," she said, joining the small group. "Congratulations. I almost felt sorry for that creature at the end there. Whoever that crazy lady was--" and Karla was not going to dignify her with the title of 'witch' "--I don't think she was expecting you."
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She approached cautiously, hoping she wasn't interrupting, If anyone glared her off, she'd be polite and go.
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And co-workers, and protect-ee, but 'friends' sounded more sociable.
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As sweet as the gig seemed, Yuri still couldn't help thinking how Belikov was completely wasted out here, training one novice. It gave him ideas.
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"You know it, Belikov. Just taking in what little view we've got down here."
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He found Fandom so odd, himself. Not in a manner that made him wish to leave, but just not what he would expect anyone from their world to really enjoy for a weekend trip.
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Spotting Rose and the others had nearly made Karla turn around, but...she and Rose had seemed to come to an accord around Prom. They weren't friends, but they had proven they could at least be civil to one another. And the things Rose had written in her yearbook had been rather sweet. So rather than turn around, Karla gave a shy wave and smile instead.
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"Hey Karla, come on over."
Look, she could be nice.
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"Hi Rose," she said, joining the small group. "Congratulations. I almost felt sorry for that creature at the end there. Whoever that crazy lady was--" and Karla was not going to dignify her with the title of 'witch' "--I don't think she was expecting you."
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