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[Vacation! Open thread]

Characters: Rinoa, OPEN
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: It's time to hit the beach! Get out your bikinis and swimming trunks, girls and boys. Yes, even you, Squall. Party style! Feel free to threadhop, start your own threads etc.
Location: Costa Faguita
Date: May, 1804
Warnings: None

This was the life. Rinoa relaxed on a sun lounger, soaking up the rays. Behind her sunglasses, her eyes were closed. She could hear the waves lapping gently against the beach in the background. It was as though the dragon invasion had never happened.

A group of holidaymakers passed by, laughing and joking as they headed for the sea. Rinoa sat up to take a look around. Hmm. Maybe it was time she went for a swim. But first she needed to reapply her sun cream. She smoothed back her hair and picked up her bottle of sun lotion. Now was there anyone around who might want to help?

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Blank had been in two minds about coming. He had really, really wanted to see Mjrn again, but he didn't want to be in the way. He had ditched his usual attire for something more beach friendly - shorts and t-shirt, but he was already scratching at the scarlines on his arms and chest - no doubt the t-shirt would soon be gone.

He stood still, shielding his eyes from the sun as he glanced around for any familiar faces. Just months ago he would've been in 'Honey Heaven' with the amount of cuties in bikinis and would've spent his day trying to bed as many as possible, but now he barely gave them a second glance.

Edward only chuckled at her compliment. "I do try." It felt so good to speak with someone who understands him, especially since this someone is a fellow performer. Bards and dancers are thespians by trade despite their stage being the streets of various towns and cities. Penelo understands and appreciates his love of not only music, but of the arts in general. If had said something like that to Cecil or the others, the profound message of his words would have been lost easily.

"With pleasure, Penelo." Edward said as he wrapped his fingers around her small hand. Walking along the sandy shore with the lovely girl in tow, the Prince of Damcyan finally realized how wonderful peace felt.

"I suppose so, I cannot say I know much about dragoons or dragons in general." Actually glad that Kain has a new hobby that excels beyond killing people, Edward just hoped the dragoon wouldn't raise this dragon to attack him or any of their companions here in Gaia. He knows well of the envy that Kain feels for Cecil, but he hoped that such a topic is behind them now. Rosa has chosen Cecil to be her husband, and Kain should respect her wishes even if they wound him so much.

"A-ah?" Oh no, he knows that look! Rydia is going him that look, the look of a town gossiper in search for news. While he did slip up momentarily to state how fond he was of Penelo, Edward hoped that the summoner wouldn't bring that up anytime soon. However, it seems his luck just ran out since Rydia remembered their brief conversation at the ball.

"Everything is fine! Just fine, peachy even!"

Allowing a smile to grace his lips, Edward offered Mjrn another topic once she mention the warmth and sunlight of today's adventure. "Much better than Narshe, isn't it? Costa Faguita, I mean. I never knew that such a sunny coast existed here upon Gaia until now." He let out a soft sigh. "I suppose I still have some adventuring to do." The bard smiled more at Mjrn once he said that since he had a proposition for her.

"That is, unless you would like to join Penelo and I. I have no idea where we shall go next, but this adventure is far from over."

"I'm so glad to see you again." The week of waiting and mourning had exacted a toll on Penelo's optimism. Not knowing if she was truly all alone once more had haunted her thoughts. Yet now seeing Mjrn in the flesh pushed all those dreary days away. Without warning, she reached out to pull her friend into a tight hug. "Next time, I go with you." And with that, all the chastisement she planned to ever inflict on her friend. Her opinion held that they would hold their chins up high and move on from here, no looking back.

There was a face Penelo hadn't seen in... years. Or well, years for her. She thought she might have spotted him on the network from time to time, but there were simply too many people to keep up with and too much to be done to make sure. Yet she was certain that he was the surly young man she'd traveled with from Alexandria to South Gate Station shortly after her arrival in this world, her first arrival.

So with all the grace one would expect from a dancer, Penelo tiptoed up to Seifer, and laced her fingers behind her back. "Seifer? It's nice to see you again."

Rydia laughed at his response, though not unkindly. "It's just me, Edward. I don't plan to share any information or play matchmaker. I just want to make sure that you're happy, whatever's happening."

Her teasing expression slipped a little, revealing seriousness underneath. A little good-natured ribbing was inescapable, but she meant what she said. Edward's welfare was never that far from her mind, even when they were far apart.

"But of course. Where Penelo goes, I go as well." Mjrn started out at the water thoughtfully for a moment. "Penelo spoke of Figaro. It is a climate reminiscent of her home, one which suits her well. The king has welcomed us, and it is a pleasant area. I would not mind dwelling there again, for a time."

Mjrn had wandered around in her usual attire upon arriving, before deciding that she might as well enjoy the beach as much as the rest of the beach goers. Therefore, she departed for a short time, only to emerge a short while later in a white strapless bikini. Simple, but she preferred it that way.

As the crowd gathered for some game lead by Selphie, Mjrn wandered the other way. The noise didn't bother her as much as it would with her normal hearing, but she was used to preferring quiet. Instead, she headed for a less populated area, to wade around in the surf in peace.

Mjrn hugged back warmly, as though in apology for all that Penelo suffered because of her. Whether Penelo refuted it or not, she knew that couldn't be allowed to happen again. "Aye, though I hope any other swarm will be long in arriving. We deserve our measure of peace, do we not?"

Mjrn forced down any self-consciousness about the staring and smiled. By now, she was, if not perfectly immune to any bouts of self-consciousness, at least able to move past them quickly enough. Besides, he seemed friendly enough. She could overlook staring in light of that.

"Aye. You are Zell? Then we must have arrived together, for I boarded Garden after Guadosalam."

"Ah, then good! We shall continue with our travels with Penelo at the helm." Thinking of his night at Figaro, a whimsical smile settled upon the bard's face as he thought about Penelo. Dancing the night away within the moonlight was a nice way to celebrate their victory over the Ant Lion, but was the perfect way to celebrate this idea of becoming anew. Instead of wallowing in his despair, Penelo gave him the hope he needed to carry on. While Anna shall always be within his heart, Edward truly felt he could start new on Gaia.

"Figaro is so beautiful at night, Mjrn. Just a sight that must be seen by all."

Mjrn nods, remembering well. "The sky is so clear, and the stars are a wonderfully bright contrast. It is a sight I will welcome again. Perhaps we may see an echo of it here, when the sun sets." She stares at the horizon, imaging the display to which they will bear witness, should they linger.

Edge barely had to time to answer Rinoa, "I don't know about you, but she's getting tossed into the water!" He wasn't sure what Rinoa's thoughts on the whole subject were, but he couldn't resist a chance to team up with someone as he shouted, "Wanna help me?"

Edge nodded, "Troia's safe and with Cecil around to look after it...I can have some fun. And you?" He made a point of looking towards Selphie as the question was asked.

"Just enjoying the view!" He gave as an answer that Irvine wouldn't need to worry about him encroaching on his territory.

He couldn't help but look out at the water, "Why, you want this whole beach to yourself?"

Since Raine and Uncle Laguna had practically thrown her out the door to the beach, and Elle hadn't had time to tell anyone she was coming, she arrived late and alone. Still, she was wearing a simple blue bikini top with matching bottom, though no one could really see it through the white ankle-length skirt she wore over it. The skirt had a slit up the side of her right leg and tied at her right hip. It was a little more showy than she was used to, but that was okay. She had a towel that would work if she didn't want to be seen.

Walking nervously through the sand, she tried to figure out where everyone was and who she wouldn't mind saying hello to.

He saw that Edge, he knows he was looking at Selphie. "I'm alright...bit bruised and banged up, but nothing I can't walk away from. Plus the ladies love a man who's man enough to risk his life..." He chuckled at the thought of ideas on what to tell ladies on his bruises.

Course the first thing that came to mind was saving a Moogle from a burning house...or a beast.

He grinned feeling the sand on his legs as he replied, "No, I just assumed you were too busy with your sand and sun, that you forgot about little old me...so I'm here saving my strength for in case you want what I'm talking about." He chuckled under his hat, at this point, both options were tempting to him...well one more than the other of course.

At first, Kain is convinced that she's waving to someone else. Which hardly makes sense, since he's pretty far away from most other people. He glances over his shoulder to make sure. Then turns back to look at Rinoa.

"I don't believe so." Which isn't surprising, he's never been the best at socializing. "...I'm Kain Highwind."

Now there was someone who he'd hoped to see eventually. It would have been preferred if it were during a training session, but this would have to do for the moment. He nodded and slowed his pace while she approached.

"I was... talked into coming." He shrugged, not caring to discuss his various sources of guilt too much at the moment. "Although it hasn't been as terrible as I would have thought, so far."

Rinoa smiled at him. "Thanks. Now I can work on my tan without getting roasted. You don't need any more, do you?"

Rinoa had reached deeper water now - deep enough to submerge, which she did just as Mjrn attempted to splash her again. She darted around behind Mjrn, then popped up to grab Mjrn's waist, hoping to topple her over.

"Well, that's why I thought of it," Rinoa replied, laughing at him. The gloves really did look silly. "You know, if you wear those things all the time, you'll have brown arms and white hands."

Grinning, Rinoa gave Edge a thumbs up, then broke into a sprint as she chased after the pair of them. Running along the beach in the bright hot sunshine, the fresh sea breeze cooling her skin... She laughed with the pure joy of it.

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