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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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And here's Cecil looking just as fit as Kain and feeling just as exposed without his armor, dressed in only a pair of shorts. He kept to himself mostly, enjoying the scenery and beauty of the beach, listening to the waves crash against the rocks.

Cecil was seated away from everyone, an arm rested on a bent knee as he gazed out at the water. It felt wonderful to have the sun warming his bare skin, giving him some color rather than the pale complexion he usually sported. He could hear Rydia and Edge, the man as loud as ever. He could hear Selphie off to his left shouting at someone he didn't particularly know well and many others.

As long as they were all enjoying themselves.

Rosa wore a two-piece suit that consisted of a wrap around her body, exposing only a little bit of her stomach. It was like a halter-top dress, wrapping around the back of her neck, crossing over her chest and tying at her back. The skirt was long and flowed to mid-calf. The ends of the top and the skirt itself flowed nicely in the wind and as she walked back over to where Cecil was sitting, it all soared behind her in the wind.

This vacation was what they all needed now.

Feeling as though she was interrupting him, Rosa spread a towel on the sand and sat down next to him, remaining silent for now as she watched the others running around the beach.

Glancing over once she was seated, Cecil smiled briefly. To keep his hair out of his face he had earlier tied it up with a string of leather, securing it at the back of his head. "A much needed vacation," he murmured and inhaled deeply, exhaling slowly.

Cecil lowered himself to the sand, an arm behind his head. He reached over to absently trail his fingers along Rosa's lower back, eyes raised at the sky overhead.

Even in a place like this, Cecil was everything Rosa wanted and needed. She smiled at him, subconsciously leaning into his touch just enough to be noticed. "I'm glad we could take the time for this."

She glanced down at him and then turned so she was facing him instead, with her back to the water. Picking up his hand in both of hers, she rested their joined hands on her knee and smiled at him. "Perhaps we should take one more often. Neither of us can afford to burn ourselves out protecting the town or we won't be of use to anyone."

"Do you truly believe we can afford such a vacation, as brief as it might be?" he asked, thumb brushing over her knee absently again. "I wouldn't wish to leave Troia in fear of another assault. The previous one had come so unexpectedly."

Rosa watched his hand with gentle worry on her face. "But if we fight until we are ill, will be of as little use to them as if we were gone." She sighed and squeezed his hand reassuringly. "It is not as though we are expecting to stay away from the town forever. We will return shortly and be better able to protect them."

Her eyes lifted and she finally looked at him again. "You worry too much, Cecil."

Cecil looked at her, watching her for a moment. "I worry simply because it is our duty to oversee Troia and care for the people there." He closed his eyes on a quiet sigh. "Were it Baron, it would be no different. We must do all that we can. And in a world as foreign as Gaia, we must also be prepared for the worst."

"I know." The smile faded from Rosa's face and she looked back down at their joined hands. There was so much they had to do and think about here. She wasn't sure they'd ever get a moment to rest again. But even now, Cecil wasn't relaxing as much as she knew he needed to.

"We can return to Troia as soon as you would like to," she told him, reminding him that she'd follow him wherever he went. "But, Cecil... if you aren't resting properly when you need to..." She let the sentence hang, knowing he's probably perfectly aware that she'll force him to rest if she has to. Or at least, she'll be right there next to him during the next crisis. He can't leave her behind.

Eyes opening, Cecil sat up. He brought his free hand to cup her cheek before sliding it back to cup the back of her head. "My wounds have healed thanks to you, Rosa," he spoke softly between them, leaning towards her to rest his brow against hers.

"I promise to rest for today. But tomorrow brings about a new day. I will worry about it then," he promised, pressing a light kiss to her lips.

Rosa nodded, smiling into the kiss as she reached up to wrap her arms around him. She could agree to that. At least one day of relaxation would help them both and then the next day she would be willing to return to Troia with him if that would make him feel better.

"All right," she murmured. "I will follow you back if that would make you feel better. I simply wish not to be left." If he was near her, she would be happy. Smiling at him again, she leaned in for a follow-up kiss, sinking into the feeling of being near Cecil.

Cecil gave a faint sound of approval and nodded, pulling her in a little closer. "I believe if you were to return with me now," he spoke quietly between kisses, "I would not rest."

Those words sent a shiver down Rosa's spine, but she ignored it, smiling into the kisses and holding Cecil close to her. "Cecil..." She didn't quite know how to respond to that, so she simply leaned into his embrace. "I would not mind as long as I am with you." And parts of her didn't mind the implications of his statement. After all, hadn't she pledged herself to him already? Even if they weren't getting married right away, she was still his, always and forever.

"But we traveled here with our companions. It would be rude to simply abandon them," he mused on a faint smile, lips trailing along her jaw to her ear and back.

"There's tomorrow," Rosa answered with a shiver. "They'll understand if we need to return to Troia."

Cecil sighed quietly and let his head rest against her shoulder. "Perhaps later tonight." His hand moved up and down her back, the tips of his fingers trailing absently.

Rosa nodded, leaning in and then turning so she she could rest her head on his shoulder. She was just happy to be with him. One of her hands found his and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Later, then."

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