012 [Location: Sunnydale Beach]

[valaunbound]

Glorious sunshine, a sandy beach, a Pina something or other with a little paper umbrella and a bikini are all you need to get over a traumatic couple of weeks. At least that's what Vala's trying to prove to herself. She's been pretending she's fine for a couple of days now, denying that any of that Adria stuff affected her. Besides a few bruises

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[thesecondslayer]

"What the fuck is that?" This is Faith, insanely tiny bikini-clad and looking with no small amount of disgust at Vala's cocktail. She's a J-girl. Jim, Jack, and Jose's good enough for her.

...Also, she has the social skills of a lacking social skills thing. Sorry about that.

[valaunbound]

Lowering her sunglasses onto the bridge of her nose with a flick of her finger and peering over the top at Faith, Vala gives her a look that smacks of 'do you really not know' superiority.

"It's a delicious but somewhat weak Earth cocktail, containing rum, pineapple and coconut. I thought I'd indulge in the local customs." She raises her glass to Faith with a sarcastic smile.

[thesecondslayer]

Faith knows that look. And she grins back.

...Well, she bares her teeth back.

"Don't see the point in that crap. Drink if you're gonna do it." Oh look, she's laying down her towel near-ish to Vala and getting comfortable.

Slipping on a pair of sunglasses, she lays on her back, arms under her head. "Faith."

[valaunbound]

"Vala." The response comes out slow, evidently foxed by something.

Vala is many things, unable to take her liquor is not one of them. Exactly what Faith is referring to, somehow slips her by though. She looks down at the drink confused.

"Isn't that what I'm doing? Drinking it?" And then it hits her what she meant, "Oh!" she exclaims, penny dropping. "You mean you only consume alcohol with the intention of drinking yourself into an inebriated state and believe the more you drink, the more 'bad ass' you appear."

[who_never_would]

The Doctor is out wandering along the beach today - it's a different beach, actually, and for once, he's not in a suit, but in a pair of loose linen trousers and a brown t-shirt that reads in plain, courier font, "No, I will not fix your computer." It's beach-wandering clothing and he didn't want to spend the next couple of days digging sand out of his suit pockets, because digging the sand out means digging everything else out, and it takes long enough to move the hyper-dimensional clause out of the pocket, empty it, put everything back in, and move it back without having to dig sand out of it in the first place.

Instead of asking what Vala's doing or anything, he just flops down next to her in the sand, looking out at the water.

"'Allo," he remarks. It's a bit of a sulky 'allo. River's been all wrapped up in archaeological work recently and every time he's bothered to show up [less and less frequently], she's got no time for him. He knows when he's not wanted, and it's a nice day. Hoorah for the beach.

[valaunbound]

"Did you know that these things are absolutely delicious." Vala grins at the Doctor, foregoing the formalities of the whole meet and greet thing, without really consciously considering that she'd foregone anything. She'd offer him a slurp but... no actually she wouldn't, it's all hers.

"I should have tried one much sooner, handy things those hatches." She gives a self satisfied little shrug and then peers at him over the shades.

"Oh, if you're planning on killing, kidnapping or generally harming me by the way, I'll warn you now - I've had my quota for the month already. Besides I could probably blow you over anyway." Her trademark smile of shiny white teeth punctuating the end of that tactless statement.

[who_never_would]

The Doctor leans forward, sniffs, "Pina Colada. A little light on the rum, and a little heavy on the pineapple, but very certainly a pina colada. They're rather lovely I suppose though I'm more inclined towards a Long Island iced tea. I suppose I could have gotten one, with my own flippy little umbrella but I wasn't really thinking about it. Now I sort of want one"

The Doctor flashes the woman a bright grin, laughing softly. The tactlessness is actually pretty refreshing. It means he doesn't have to be hyper-concerned with saying the wrong thing at the wrong time.

"What? No, no, I'm not planning on killing, kidnapping or harming anyone, why in the world would I do that? You didn't do anything." He raises an eyebrow at the 'blow you over' remark, smirking, "Well, maybe, but I generally don't go around picking fights with people I don't know."

[valaunbound]

"Which is probably a good tactic in your case." She smirks right back, quipping an eyebrow, giving him the once over.

"Still, best to get it out in the open from the beginning if you hold a grudge and I've forgotten you. Believe me, wouldn't be the first time that's happened." Vala rolls her eyes and immediately backtracks, "Complete misunderstanding of course, you know how it is."

"There's a hatch not too far away, actually," she gestures behind her. "Just at the edge of the beach, you could get me another one too, with more rum." She knew she'd done something not quite right.

"Seeing as how you know your Earth cocktails so well, and I clearly don't..." Her smile says please, at least. It's a start.