[Vacation! Open thread]

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

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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[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

Penelo hummed thoughtfully, and her head canted to the side. "I suppose you don't now. It's been a while." How to explain the awkwardness of watching familiar people come and go, and having left once herself? "I'm Penelo. We traveled together before, but I suppose you don't remember now. How have you been?"

[bastard.livejournal.com]

"No complaints here." Seifer regarded her another moment, still not sure what to make of it. She wouldn't be the first person to mention his having been here before. "I'm guessing you're not originally from here either?"

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

She shook her head. "No, I'm from Dalmasca. It's a country in Ivalice." one of many she'd seen over the years, but no need to bring that up. they'd had this talk before, but it hadn't progressed far, since he'd been surly. She had to admit he was a handy arm to have around in a fight. "You're from that Garden, right?" Pretty sure she'd heard him mention it.

[bastard.livejournal.com]

"Balamb Garden, yeah. Well, originally anyway. Looks like the Balamb crew has taken over Galbadia Garden here." He was only slightly bitter about not being one of the cool kids anymore.

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

Penelo blinked in surprise at him. "You mean there's more than one?" That was certainly news to her and now she was interested to know more.

[bastard.livejournal.com]

"A few of 'em, actually." Seifer shrugged. "You don't have schools where you're from?"

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

"Not that fly," Penelo replied with a wistful smile. "After the Empire took over, we were left to fend for ourselves. Anything we learned was learned on the streets." Her education came from the School of Hard Knocks, like most of the war orphans.

[bastard.livejournal.com]

"Sounds familiar. There were a bunch of kids orphaned after the Sorceress War where I'm from. Guess our homes aren't so different--except mine has flying schools." Which means that Seifer wins, of course.