5th Donut

[mayflyhunter]

[Vash the Stampede has discovered a miracle.  A true, beautiful miracle of life on the island.  He's never seen such a glorious phenomenon, and is currently determined to do something about this wonder of nature

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[brittlenerves]

[...oh my. That's quite the sight. Xanth is staring up at a man in a red coat who has managed to lodge himself in a palm tree.]

W-Wow.

[mayflyhunter]

Shh-shhh-shhh!

[There's frantic waving from above.]

Shhh!

[brittlenerves]

[Is he having some sort of episode?]

U-Uh, sir? A-Are you-- a-alright?

[chopshopgoddess]

[Normally, Mikaela would be surprised to find someone lodged in a palm tree at the beach.

Nooot so much anymore.

Clad in bikini top and shorts, she rests her hands on her hips and shouts up at him.]

Hey you! What d'you think you're doing?

[mayflyhunter]

[Vash promptly lets out a sound similar to "hksjdjsddsst" and...

... Promptly falls out of the tree, landing flat on his face on the ground.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela just...stares incredulously for a moment before reaching down to try and help him up.

Seriously, where does Redd get these people?]

Are you...okay?

[soyouwannaplay]

[Mindy isn't taking a whole lot of chances on this island. It's all too suspicious for her still.

However, the weather is nice, so she's gone and gotten herself a one-piece swimsuit and shorts to wear on the beach. Her stun and smoke bombs are still on her belt loops, though. Like hell she'll leave to go anywhere without those.

But she is eleven-years-old. Hopefully Vash isn't too interested in her. She is interested in him, though. A man up in a tree seemingly woman-watching? What a perv. Being the masked defender she is, Mindy must investigate.]

Hey, jackass! What the hell are you doing?

[mayflyhunter]

[Kids are for playing dodgeball with, not for gawking at. Vash isn't that bad, really. He flails at her, making shushing gestures.

Apparently, he still thinks his hiding place is impenetrable.]

[soyouwannaplay]

[She gives him a look and then glances around at the few beach dwellers. He's not exactly unseen. Turning her glare back on him, she crosses her arms.]

Seriously? You think no one can see you, dude? How about you come out of the tree before I come help you out.

[failatskypirate]

[In a tree growing perhaps a dozen or so feet away from the one that the humanoid typhoon was observing from, a boy with similar goals is also perched. Amusingly, the sky pirate looks about how the infamous gunman might have around mid-adolescence. The main difference in their activities right now being that the boy had previously procured a pair of binoculars from a gift shop to aid his efforts.

Eventually, his line of sight happens to catch his tree-neighbor.]

Hey! Spikey! Down in front!

[His tone is one of those partly-yelled whispers, the sort of thing that almost defeats the purpose of whispering in the first place.]

[mayflyhunter]

[He can't quite turn around to flail back at his fellow tree-sitter, but he gives him a friendly wave.]

Hello there!

[A cheerful, merry tone, as if he totally weren't sitting up a tree, waiting for a scantily clad woman to wander by.]

[failatskypirate]

[Lowering the binoculars, the he pauses a moment to blink a little. Just something about the way his neighbor was just so carefree about the whole situation, it was almost as if either he was really used to doing this or perhaps had some other intent entirely.

Still, he waves back. It's mostly out of being somewhat friendly, even if the other blond couldn't see him do so.]

Uh, hi. You see anything from over there?

[By now he's dropped even trying to whisper. If they were gonna get caught, well, at least they were somewhat safe up in trees.]

[seagullmun]

...you're in my spot. Trees are for birds, Blondie!

[Sitting on a palm frond not three feet away from Vash is one weirded-out little bird.]