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[jupiters_golden]

Who: Iason Mink/jupiters_golden & anyone and all who wishes to thread
Date: DAY 102
Status: Complete/Ongoing
When: Some time after church xD (Sister Esther doesn't need to see this)
Location: Beach on the Island of Bad Taste
What: Iason decides it's time to go out onto the beach. Did I mention he's completely naked? >:}

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[kit_katze]

Katze, quite simply, believed Iason to be insane. This wasn't a new revelation but rather the experiences here had confirmed what he'd always believed; Blondies were fucking crazy.

Or maybe, Katze thought wryly, he was the crazy one. After all, he was the one who thought Iason was dead and would stay that way. He was also the one following his Master out onto the beach.

Mongrels didn't swim. Katze couldn't swim. Katze avoided large bodies of water like a dog avoided a bath. But never the less who knew what trouble the blond could get himself into if he wasn't watched? So Katze had gathered a makeshift beach umbrella and a pail and a few other bits of beach going paraphernalia. Then he'd followed.

The fact that Iason was naked didn't disturb him. The fact that Iason was naked and out in public disturbed him. The people here were not other Elite or even pets.

"You'll get a sunburn," Katze said instead as he approached. He'd stripped to just a pair of pants and that was quite enough for him. "Master," He added after a long moment

[jupiters_golden]

He was currently on his front, currently and in time he intended to get his skin to a proper shade. The warm sun almost made him close though the umbrella keep his head shaded at least below his eyes, enough where he could relax comfortably and examine everything around him.

Iason could swim, often attending such functions where his presence was required but didn't swim. He was often the centerpiece of any party, like the ice swan in the middle or the person everyone wanted to meet. Jupiter's favorite, her beloved one.

Iason was stubborn, his eye softly opening to linger upon Katze, "If you're so concerned you should remedy the problem." He was sure Katze knew what he meant. He had brought it along after all.

[kit_katze]

Katze paused. And rolled his eyes. He was silently asking how exactly this had happened. Fifteen years ago. Starving. Desperate. Oh, that was right. Though maybe he should have stuck with that. He wasn't sure anything was more degrading than this.

...except that time that had involved a cowgirl outfit. But he rarely thought of that anymore.

He retrieved sunblock from his supplies. Iason was fair skinned and pale despite his best efforts. Katze wasn't sure if Blondies were immune to skin conditions but better safe than sorry, wasn't it?

"You could apply it yourself. I haven't been your Furniture in years," Katze suggested. As though his sixteen year old self rubbing lotion onto Iason's naked body was more proper than his twenty something year old self.

[jupiters_golden]

A small movement of his shoulders made his skin, muscles coiling under those broad shoulders to compensate for the small change in position, propping himself up lightly, his hair gliding down his arm to rest near his side. He have heartly wanted to snatch the bottle away and make Katze sit and attend to him.

His eye half lidded in annoyance. It almost seemed like Katze was avoiding the situation. A faint light tease of a smirk ghosted his lips, "And your point is?"

He was going to keep Katze as useful and right now he was useful in providing to his every need, "You're not as pretty as you were before, Katze, but you are still able to do what I command, aren't you?"

[sugaranddeath]

Tsuzuki was taking a nice long stroll down the beach to clear his mind (and enjoying being out in open space again. If they had found this place earlier, perhaps Jan would not have gone berserk? Nobody would have to die. No- stop thinking about things you couldn't change, Tsuzuki) when he saw somebody lying down on the beach. For a moment, the shinigami thought that person might have fainted and was in need of help. He rushed forward, was about to call out when he--

tripped. More a result of the shock rather than his own clumsiness though, to give him some credit.

"You- put some clothes on!!"

[jupiters_golden]

He wasn't sure where Katze had gone to when he heard the inevitable rushing of something towards him. His eyes opened gracefully from his postion on his back, exposed and naked to the world, giving it the honor of seeing him so gloriously.

He watched the man trip and skid a little into the sand, a dull anticipation of someone to talk to, but his eyes saw the Mongrel for what he was. Clumsy.

"I don't take orders from Mongrels..."

[sugaranddeath]

Well, Tsuzuki had been called worse things in his very long life (most of them true to a certain extent), so he wasn't about to feel insulted. At least, not until he found out what exactly that comment meant.

"Mongrel? I may not be particularly highborn, but my parents are legally married, you know." He replied, putting his hands over his eyes dramatically to retain whatever modesty he could.

[jupiters_golden]

Iason had no problem putting a mongrel in its place. "Then your parents must have been Mongrels as well. Pets even to put someone like you into a joining of legals." He knew it was the same as Amoi, but it was his own nature to comprehend things as such.

His light eyes opened fully to look over the mongrel from head to toe, inspecting him lightly, "You're in my sunlight..."