[open log] Beach shennanigans

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Who: Cho Hakkai and unfortunate passersby OPEN
What: Hakkai is at work. His job this month is to model swimsuits. It's basically the worst job ever for him.
When: All month!
Where: Planet-side, on a sunny beach.
How: [Brackets] or prose are both fine with me!
Warnings: Pale, skinny nerd; eye protection is advised.

Comments

[lotusrebel]

[Lien had finished her usual public service announcements over the network audio system for the day. This time she wasn't allowed to add in her usual quips which made for a rather dull shift. Of course this had to be remedied by wandering around the Thor for no other reason, but for plain amusement.

But even that got boring. So down to the planet she went. She heard there was a beach and it had simply been forever since she felt real sand between her toes. She dressed herself in her simple and thin striped coat, shirt and shorts. No need to get fancy when wandering around on the beach.

The photo shoot caught her notice of course and even more than that... A face she hadn't seen in a while. Lien cupped one hand around her mouth and gave a shout.]

Hey! Hakkai!

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[He looks up at the sound of his name while simultaneously pulling his shirt closed with a reflexive jerk. When he sees who it is calling him, though, he actually manages to summon a genuine smile. He quickly fastens the buttons and begins to approach her, though he doesn't say anything until he is within speaking distance.]

Hello, Lien. How are you doing?

[lotusrebel]

[She beams back at him.]

I'm doing great! It's been such a long time since I was at a real beach. The one at the entertainment area on the Thor isn't up quite to snuff.

[The small jerky movement actually doesn't escape her notice... But it's not like she'll bring it up. Just another observation to store in the back of her brain.]

Been a while since we could talk face to face! Looks like you're working hard yourself.

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Haha...for a given value of 'work', I suppose I'm doing alright. At least the weather is nice and the scenery is pleasant.

[Small understatement, the scenery is gorgeous, and even Hakkai isn't unaffected by the bright sun and deep blue surf under the impossibly blue sky. Add that to the end of his shift and the unexpected but pleasant company, and his mood is considerably lighter than it had been before Lien had called attention to herself.]

Have you been staying busy?

[curious_copycat]

[And as he arrives on the beach, a familiar redhead and her equally familiar vulpine companion are walking, down by the surf. The little fox darts in and out of the waves' reach as if playing tag with it, while Polly simply lets the water wash over her feet. Noticing him ahead, Polly waves, leaving the surf behind to say hello.]

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[He sees someone waving out of the corner of his eye, and turns in time to see Polly approach.]

Hello, Polly.

[curious_copycat]

[The girl beams as he greets her, Alice running up behind and veering aside to yip at a seagull.]

H'lo, Mr. Hakkai! I didn't know you liked the beach!

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[He smiles back at her as he finishes buttoning his shirt, the bad mood he developed during work vanishing at the sight of her smile.]

I'm working down here this month, truthfully. Though that isn't to say I dislike it here.

[prayforprey]

[he's been passing by on a walk, soaking in the sun lazily despite the sand that was ruining the bottom of leather pants, and he's been watching the man and his modelling job, has seen the flickers of shame in his eyes]

[as he sees the man leaving, it's a little jog that has him catching up]

Hey, heyyyyy. Hey.

[they haven't even spoken since Gojyo disappeared]

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[He hears the approach from behind first and tenses even before the sound of the man's voice and the distinct scent of his sweat mingled with faint traces of weed give him reason to. When the monk draws even with him Hakkai doesn't even try to control his reaction.

[Even when he pulls his punches they often result in the recipient laying flat out on his back. He doesn't pull this one. The feel of his fist smashing into Genkaku's face is supremely satisfying. Whether or not he falls or stays up, though, really depends on the sort of man Genkaku is.]

[prayforprey]

[it's more the surprise than the actual force of the blow that seems him reeling back, just barely not collapsing on to the sand-spat ground -- though he clutches his face and whines impressively]

What the hell! Ackt--!

[he spits a mouth full of blood]

Shit, my teeth bit in'na me for that...

[it's a showy lapping of teeth and tongue and more spitting, bottom lip to jaw scuffed with blood by the time he angrily looks up]

The fuck? Ain't my fault you're pretty enough for the camera.

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[Hakkai silently watches the man recover his composure, disgusted by the lapping and the spitting but showing no outward signs of it. He wants to kill Genkaku more than anything right now. He's admittedly surprised the man is still standing, but isn't particularly perturbed. He knows, though, that this is not the place for that - not with so many innocents (and witnesses) around.]

[So he reigns in his hatred and anger and pastes on his most pleasant, fake smile, outwardly relaxing and beginning to button his shirt, though inwardly still wound almost painfully tight, ready for retaliation.]

Ahaha, my deepest apologies. I should have expected you were merely wanting to ask for my autograph.