Caravanserai [Rooftop Pool]

[Flower]

Code Select Expand

[float=left][img height=200 padding=10][/img][/float][b]Name:[/b] Your character's name goes here.
[b]Date | Time:[/b] What day and time does your scene take place?
[b]Wearing:[/b] You can either link a picture of what your character is wearing or describe it in words.
[b]Location:[/b] Where is your character located in the hotel?
[b]Tagging:[/b] Who is your character talking to at the moment? Feel free to include if they are mentioning someone. Also mention if your scene is open or closed.[hr]

Credit to Oxy for graphics

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: June 7th 2020, Late Morning
Wearing: (as pictured)
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Dylan

The first day had been spent mostly relaxing in her room and getting settled in. Why rush? There would be plenty of time to get foolish. Like now, for example. It was time, time to get over her anxiety about meeting people and worry about being seen as an ignorant small town girl and just get out there. She hadn't really cut loose in years after all. What was vacation for?

Of course for professional homebody Becky that didn't mean anything too crazy, but hey, she could work her way up. Donning flip flops and a wrap over her bikini and a pair of sunglasses with only a clutch to guide her she made her way out to the nice big pool on the roof of the building. A bar near a pool? Floating around with liquid happiness in decently okay temperature? It sounded like a great way to start the day to her!

A few minutes later she had laid up her clutch and wrap on a poolchair and was floating about the gigantic pool on top of a big bright green floaty chair, maroon toes dangling in the water, as she sipped her margarita and took in the relaxing atmosphere, the slightly trendy but laid back music, the lovely desert scenery, the feeling of being miles away from it all. Ah it was enough to make a girl forget her troubles and just float. Which was all she planned to do!

[Kokaine]

Name: Dylan Reid
Date | Time: Late Morning
Wearing: This + Mesh cover up, hat, sunglasses & flip flops
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Becky

You need to call me. Now.

- Sketch

Dylan knew she shouldn't have bothered clicking on the email when it came through. She had already changed and packed up to head outside for a bit--she'd spend plenty of time cooped up indoors in the coming days--and only stepped toward her laptop to close it and put it to sleep while she was gone so that no maids or other staff got into her business while she was out. However, just as her fingertips grazed the top the chime had sounded for a new message. She'd almost turned away anyhow, but... well, she'd never been good with curiosity and despite knowing there would be nothing good to come, she'd clicked anyhow.

Same ol' Sketch. Always did think he was God's gift, demanding this and that like he was owed something.

"No, what I need to do is go catch a tan. Can't be comin' out of the desert still looking pasty as hell." She said to no one in particular, shaking her head and sending her curls flying. She closed the laptop then and tried to ignore the unsettled feeling that wanted to threaten her chill as she scooped up her drawstring bag and sunglasses and headed out of her suite.

It didn't take her too long to make it up to the pool. No one stopped her or much bothered her on her way up. The staff was pleasant of course but not annoying, which she appreciated.

Once at the pool it was easy enough to notice that apparently some one else had had a similar idea. Though, with a glance Dylan determined she didn't share the other woman's 'pretty girl swag'. Setting aside her stuff, she stripped off her cover up, stepped out of her flip flops and made her way to the pools edge to begin walking down the steps into the water. She skipped on the drink for now, though she knew she might well change her mind at any time, and focused on just being at ease.

"Hope you don't mind me joining you," she said by way of greeting, opting to acknowledge the other woman in an attempt to be polite and not sneak up on anyone. She wasn't even sure the other would hear her but that was okay.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: June 7th 2020, Late Morning
Wearing: (as pictured)
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Dylan

Becky had found her happy place. Floating on the floaty device, her toes in the water, the floaty chair just low enough that her hips and core were submerged. Her hands high enough that they, and her drink, stayed dry. Nothing getting near her hair. Yes. This was the life.

She was aware that another person was walking into the pool as she heard their slight splash and felt the little waves, but it wasn't enough to rouse her. She figured it was another person come to sensibly enjoy the very cool water and the nicely warm sun. Why bother them? But of course, she was quite open to being bothered.

She smiled and turned her face towards the sound but didn't open her eyes at first, too relaxed and happy to even do that. "Of course not." She said, slowly opening her eyes. She was not exactly shocked to see that she was looking at a rather good looking woman. It seemed that most of the people here were. "I like your suit." She said with a smile, a compliment. It worked for making friends back home, would it work here? Hopefully.

"And I hope you don't mind me being a lush. It is." She checked her wrist, whoops no watch. She laughed. Right. She'd left it behind on purpose. "Sorry, I don't know, it's not even noon and I'm already starting." She raised her glass. "You want one sweetie? Lemme get you one!" She raised a hand calling over one of the eager young attendants.

"I'm Becky." She offered with another smile, this one a little more shy, her ability to talk to strangers only lasted so long. She hoped this one would either turn out nice or fuck off quickly.

[Kokaine]

Name: Dylan Reid
Date | Time: Late Morning
Wearing: This + Mesh cover up, hat, sunglasses & flip flops
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Becky
"Thank you," Dylan replied, a small smile coming to her lips more out of habit than anything when the woman complimented her suit. She'd picked it out on a whim after deciding her usual black suits simply wouldn't do for this time away. While she hadn't exactly worried about it overly much, it was indeed nice to know her choice was appreciated rather than being talked about out of earshot or something else unnecessary. And perhaps just because of that one small bit of chipped ice from her shoulders, Dylan found her smile growing a bit as the woman continued on about being a lush.

Wading in further, she chuckled quietly as sunlight and water slid over her skin. She was appreciating the lack of major splashing for now, finding the water itself to be soothing in its gentle motions. Waving away the concern she shook her head slightly. "Nah, you do you, Ms. Lady. Its a vacation right? Why not change the rules up to suit, yeah?" She certainly intended to give herself permission to do the same. Or at least try. Lord knew she was long overdue. Of course, in thinking so she hadn't necessarily meant for herself to start drinking in the am hours but as her lips parted to counter Becky's call to one of the attendants, she decided that it might be better to just go with the flow a little bit. She could always go back to being her usual uptight self any time she felt like it.

Why not do something different when it's clear the norm is no longer working?

"Nice to meet you, Becky," her eyes slid over the other woman from behind the lenses of her sunglasses and she figured the girl had the right of it given how relaxed she looked on the floatie. "I'm Dylan." She nodded in lieu of the usual handshake that often came after introducing herself and turned her face up to the sky, sighing slightly as her shoulders eased the first fraction.

The appearance of the attendant near them at the side of the pool didn't jolt her free of the moment entirely, but it did require her to think.

"What can I get for you, ma'am?"

"Umm..." Well shit. What drinks were there again? Somehow a double shot of tequila didn't quite sound right and that was usually her go to on nights out. But this was different. She wasn't trying to get hammered, she just needed to relax. "You know what? I'd like a drink, something sweet, fruity, would you mind surprising me with something?" She glanced at the male who'd come over, even going so far as lifting her sunglasses a tad to look at him, but then cut her eyes back over to Becky. "Or do you have any recommendations?"

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: June 7th 2020, Late Morning
Wearing: (as pictured)
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Dylan

Well, so far so good, if she was being judgy about her early drinking the lady was keeping it to herself. That was nice. It was also nice to see and hear another lady who sounded like she came from the States and was about as brown as Becky was. She mentally smacked herself for using this as criteria for making friends but, still, it made her feel less far away from it all. She wondered what Dylan's background was as she glanced her up and down. Becky, like many Americans, didn't really know her background fully other than that someone far back on her mom's side was Dominican. Would it be rude to ask Dylan the first time they met? Maybe a few more drinks...

Whatever it was, it had produced a very lovely human being, whose beautiful and revealing bikini made Becky also feel more comfortable in her similar choice. Sure she was built more for speed than comfort versus Becky but so far she hadn't been the type to be superior about it. This was going okay. It was going okay, she thought hopefully. Maybe I have a friend? Try not to be so fucking desperate.

"Nice to meet you Dylan." She said with a smile, biting her tongue to keep from asking if that wasn't a boy's name. C'mon Becky people are here from all over try not to seem like a small town nobody five seconds into the conversation.

"Oh these're real good." Becky said lifting the margarita. "I dunno what they put in 'em I think it's - "

The pool attendant cut in, smiling a dazzling smile as the light reflected off of his well built body. "Oh it's made with Patrón en Lalique Serie 1 and Rémy Martin Louis XIII, with freshly squeezed organic limes and lemons grown in our private gardens and blue agave nectars with cara cara bitters made right here in the hotel ma'am."

The dazed look on Becky's face was similar to if someone had just slapped her with a wikipedia page she couldn't understand. She blinked and recovered. "Totally what I was gonna say." She stifled a giggle and hid her shame in another gulp of it. She glanced at Dylan a bit sheepishly, "Um, it's good as hell and I'm already buzzed." She added in, in case the lady was like her and needed a more down to earth explanation.

[Kokaine]

Name: Dylan Reid
Date | Time: Late Morning
Wearing: This + Mesh cover up, hat, sunglasses & flip flops
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Becky
He was being ultra pretty and charming, Dylan thought, giving the attendant her full attention for the space of time it took him to make a drink sound like some rare and exotic animal born and bred right here in the desert. In fact, she risked a glance at Becky to see if the other woman was getting the same impression and had to bite back a snicker at the far more obvious version of her own confusion.

"Ha! Alright." She shook her head and shrugged slightly, not even bothering to pretend. "Good as hell and buzzworthy sounds fine to me. Plus it sounds pretty and I can pretend to be classy as hell while I hold it. I'm sold." She flashed the man a shameless grin and then watched him nod and laugh himself, enjoying the view if only for the fact that he seemed to put effort into it. Her attention was easily diverted back to the other woman however as her momentary mirth folded away slowly.

"We'll just say, what happens in the desert, stays in the desert, deal?" The question was more rhetorical than not and Dylan slid her sunglasses back down, thinking of just how thirsty her her peoples back in New York were gonna be when she got back.

Ducking down into the water for a moment, Dylan let the water close over her head briefly before rising again. Her wild riot of curls was now slicked down and back from her face, giving away that she had no care about trying to keep it perfect or whatever. Instead she moved to a spot against the wall where she could lean back and brace her arms, allowing the lower half of her body to float gently.

"So where are you from, Ms. Lady? The accent gives me a general idea but sometimes that's misleading."

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Becky Washington
Date | Time: June 7th 2020, Late Morning
Wearing: (as pictured)
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Dylan

Becky raised her glass with a mock fancy manner, flourishing a pinky like a character in a Jane Eyre novel. "Fancy. As. Hell." She agreed, barely keeping her grin from bursting into a giggle as the man hurried off. She happened to glance Dylan's way as the woman pulled her glasses down and suddenly said, very seriously that what happened in the desert stayed in the desert.

Becky's eyes widened a little. 'Is she hitting on me?' She thought, trying to suppress panic. She was a small town girl and then she was married. She'd never had a woman hit on her when she was in a position to say yes before. 'Oh fuck already?!' She'd planned on being a bit experimental but, damn it wasn't even noon yet! "Uhhhhh..." She stammered, nervous twinkling in her eyes and smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as it hung open and she forced her brain to say something. "Yeah, you got it." She said with a slowly spreading smile that was as ambiguously flirtatious as Dylan's comment to her had been.

But that peaceful uncertainty was shattered as Dylan did what to Becky was the unthinkable and dove into the water. "GAH!" She started, leaning forward as if she could stop her, staring at her hair aghast. "Driest damn place on earth and this girl...." she didn't need to finish her sentence, already cringing at what the result would have been if she got in the water. But then again Dylan was light, maybe she didn't have Becky's problem...

There sure weren't any problems as she came up, and Becky's smile was natural and unforced as she took in the sight of the glistening woman leaning up against the side of the pool. She leaned back into the floaty chair with obviously manufactured smoothness, gulping down her previous shock and trying to resume being cool and relaxed.

"Oh I'm from a little place called Natchez." She said, used to the lack of recognition. "Don't worry nobody ever heard of it. It's not that far from Jackson. Uh, Jackson, Mississippi." She smiled at her. "But uh I've been out in San Francisco the last few years and uh, well now I'm here." Goddamn my life story is boring, Becky realized, looking a bit downcast as she summarized everything about herself in under ten seconds.

She swallowed, licked her lips briefly and tried to say it again to make herself more interesting. "I uh, well I just separated. Divorced." She corrected herself. "So you know, I'm uh, I guess free and single and uh..." She paused, realizing that not only was she boring but she was really bad at making friends. And also that she was totally flirting with this chick.

"Yeah so you can't be as boring as me." Becky laughed, leaning back in the chair, "I'm more interesting after a few more of these I promise." She leaned out and put a hand on Dylan's shoulder as if to reassure her, letting her dry fingers linger on the wet skin for a moment before pulling back and taking another swig of her drink. "What's your story?" She asked with what she hoped was a friendly smile, letting her toes tangle in the water as she floated vaguely towards the woman.

[Peripherie]

Name: Brielle "Breezy" Garin
Date | Time: June 6th 2020, late morning/mid-day
Wearing: teal cover-up, floppy hat and pink pasley bikini
Location: Going from her room to the roof pool
Tagging:Open

Her bed was amazing. Only snoozing for about an hour and a half and Breezy felt as rested as she had from her last full night of sleep. She woke up with a long stretch as sun streamed through the large door windows that lead to her private pool. The sun's rays bounced off the water and reflected ripples and lines onto the walls of her room. It was romantic - in a very personal and solitary way. Her eyes flickered to her tablet for a moment, wondering if she should just stay in bed and read the day away.

But the prospect of the roof pool and checking out the telescopes she might get to see the stars through later was just too good to pass up. Breezy slipped out of bed and looked through her suitcases. She really should put her clothes away in the ample storage space the room boasted but that could wait till later. She put on her favorite bikini - it was pink with a paisley pattern with playful ties on the side. A good slathering of sunscreen was next and after her skin dried a bit she pulled on a soft teal colored cover up. Flip flops, sunglasses, and her signature floppy hat made the outfit. She grabbed the clutch that was just big enough for her tablet and some cash and she was out the door.



Breezy took a few detours around the hotel trying to find the stairwell to take her to the roof but it was all good. Wandering around she got to people watch a bit, even passing by the group that was checking in at the lobby. A woman in a beautiful sari and two handsome men caught her attention - one man with blond hair that was dressed and built to workout and the other with black hair who looked like the definition of adventure - dark and delectable. She lingered for a moment before she spied a sign that directed her to the eleveator for the roof.

Once up at the pool, she found a covered table to put her things. The pool was beautiful, expansive, and not empty. She gave a soft wave to the ladies who where swimming before she found a shady spot to sit at the edge and dip her legs in. "Ahhh..." A cool dip on a hot day was one of the best things in life.

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: 11th, pool oclock
Wearing: same
Location: pool
Tagging: Apollo, open.

"yeahhh, your father was not my favorite person, unfortunately. You'd be a good star, lots of ham and cheese. Or at least good personality and a great smile."

I grin, tilting my head in a way that usually signals trouble "oh!! We can try escorts! I know it sounds insane, but they are usually smart and can hold conversations. "

I think for a minute "perhaps if you know yourself more, you might have better luck finding a good match.


Amnesia? Not my fault that I got kicked in the head by a horse."
Probably not an actual event. Probably.

"Yeah, well, destiny likes to keep throwing us together, apparently. Maybe I'm just hanging around, hoping you have a twin sister. That would be nice..."

I giggle. "Wax poetic, weaponize flirting, steal from Connery. Right. I should have known."

When we get to the roof, I immediately drop his arm and limp off, unzipping my camera bag and setting up the tripod, setting the camera for long exposure shots of the stars. "So gorgeous...."

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 11th, 2020 | Wearing:  Shown Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Elizabeth, Open "Glad you like my smile."  He said leaving the father part alone.  He didn't speak ill of the dead prick or no! "Oh that would be good owner of a fortune 500 hundred company showing up as an escort.  Oh you meant getting me an escort?"  He said his mind was clearly elsewhere.  "Shoot I like my idea better."  He said sticking his tongue out.  "Yeah that is true from what I hear." "I know who I am...most days.  I thought coming out here would give me a chance to re-invent myself but apparently I am still the repressed billioniare that wants to be a playboy, but I apparently care too much to be the love'em and leave'em type.  Go figure."  he shook his head as he took his shirts off. "Sounds like an excuse to me."  He smirked. "Stay away from my sister!"  He shook his head, he did have one but she was not his twin.  She was in good hands with his mother, which now that he thought about it was questionable, but he promised to call as soon as he got back stateside. "There is nothing new under the sun dearest.  I can get lucky from time to time too, he just happened to say it first."  "Yeah you can be sometimes.  Then you start speaking."  He winked.

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: 11th, stars are out
Wearing: same
Location: roof
Tagging: Apollo, open, please, Goddess, don't let it just be him and I forever.

"can we film your escorting career and turn it in for a reality show? I'm thinking ' the billionaire is an escort' for the title. And yes, I did mean getting you an escort... Maybe I just wanted to re-enact Pretty Woman.

I don't think an escort would do much for me.

I... Actually do hope you find your banging hottie nerd girl and have many fat children."

I smirk up at Apollo, shaking my head "why? She's over 18 now, right? And it's not like I could get her pregnant. But you'd be jeeeaaaallloouuus. Which gets weird. Uhm. Why am I even talking about this now? Topic change, what's your favorite constellation?"

I finish with the camera and eye the settings critically, then nod.

"Dearest? Whoever you settle down with will have to get used to always being third place in your heart, poor girl"

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 11th, 2020 | Wearing:  Shown Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Elizabeth, Open "Oh my you so went into the wrong line of work.  I could so see Comedy in your future...There is no damn Pretty Woman dreams, that was fake!"  He shook his head with a smirk. "Really?!?  Why is that?  Your the one who said they were good conversationalist?"  He looked at her. "What the hell?!?  Don't wish that on me!  I have seen my 600lb life.  Don't wish that on no body!!"  He was tempted to push her into the water. "I don't know?!?  I am talking to my former best friend hitting on my sister!  Oh I think I am going to be sick!!!"  He shivered for real.  "Orion."  He said as a matter of fact.  "You?" He frowned?  "Third place?!?..."  He knew he was going to slap himself for asking....  "So who is 2nd?"  He braced himself.

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: 11th, stars are out
Wearing: somewhat less than in pic
Location: hot tub!
Tagging: Apollo, open.

"I probably would make an excellent trash TV show writer. Just unleash my prurient and depraved imagination on an unsuspecting world. Good idea Apollo, I was wondering what to do with my life.

And yeah, but I can't afford to hire one long enough for me to bond with her, and even if I could, I'd want her to stop escorting, and it's all just a mess. I guess step one for Pretty Woman is 'be rich'"

I pause, pondering. "We have weird conversations. I suspect that it is largely my fault. "

I smirk "yeah, even if I did date your sister, you wouldn't demote me to former best friend. You'd be jealous as hell, but you'd be happy she was being taken care of."

I blink " you actually have one? And it's the hunter. Silly question, Elizabeth. I have no idea. Artermis, virgin goddess?

Me, D&D, and then her, of course."

I sit on the side of the hot tub, taking off my long sleeve top, then lean down, untying my shoes and slipping into the hot tub, still in jeans, undershirt and bra. I rest the staff close to hand, and sigh contentedly.

A lot of subtle tension that I always carry just melts away, and I look calm for once

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 11th, 2020 | Wearing:  Shown Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Elizabeth, Open “That is funny and scary that, that is your mission in life!  And the populous is surely in trouble with your mind.”  He winked. “So you need a loan, to have your kept woman?”  He smirked as he shook his head. “Yeah we do…but last I checked it is not one sided so you don’t participate by yourself.”  He said sticking out his tongue. “Yeah maybe, not sure about the jealous part though.”  He chuckled. “Hunh  I didn’t know Artemis had a constellation?!?”  He looked shocked, “Where is it?!” He laughed deeply.  “Well yeah apparently if I am to get a hot date or woman I am going to have to give up one of the three.”  He smirked lightly. “So tell me what is really on your mind?”  He asks taking off his shoes and shirt, the pants were able to be wet easily and he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, which probably wouldn’t be a big deal considering how much she had truly seen of him over the years.

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: 11th, stars are out
Wearing: jeans, undershirt, wet
Location: hot tub in paradise
Tagging: Apollo, stars, open.

"heh, let chaos reign. I'm not sure if I could really hit the lowest common denominator needed for the best trash tv though. Maybe one of those surreal Japanese game shows that make less sense if you translate them."

I wrinkle my nose and shake my head "ugh. No. I've never taken any of your money before and I won't start now. What does an escort even cost? It would be decades before I could pay you back."

I smile lazily, playing with my hair "hey, did Becky interact with you at the bar at all? Maybe you really are a figment of my imagination

And .. I have zero idea if she has a constellation or not. I just blurted out something. Though, I don't think the gods have them, so... No?

Never settle! Hire our escorts to run epic D&D games! Fall in love over tabletop games! Name your children after your character!"

I sigh deeply, sliding lower into the water "fuck, you weren't supposed to ask about that. I just... What the hell am I doing here? I could barely afford the airfare after teaching a dozen art classes. I don't belong here amongst the rich and shiny.

When my free vacation is over, I have to go back to Savannah. I don't fit in there either. There's like 100 gay girls anywhere in my age range and it's a no go with all of them. And I certainly don't want to teach grade schoolers or teens on dates art lessons all my life, but... The hell else am I supposed to do?"

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 11th, 2020 | Wearing:  Shown Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Elizabeth, Open "I know some of that stuff is crazy.  I have no idea how some of those shows or people get through the vetting process.  The Japanese ones are fun if they are translated."  He said. "I realized that but I am offering... What good his having a sex rich BFF if you don't use him?"  He teased her, but he looked at her confused.  "I haven't hired an escort before?!?  Well yeah you would be my slave till then."  He said sticking his tongue out. "She spoke but I think she was more interested in you or the drink slinger."  He said.  "I think I lost all street cred with the D&D thing."  He chuckled. "Nope I know most of the constellations.  There is no reginald or disco rat constellations."  He teased. "I don't know if I will be naming my son or daughter Falconan."  He shook his head. "You belong anywhere?  I would have brought you with me if I knew you wanted to come.  So don't start that bull!  You are wonderful and special all your own." He frowned as he looked at her.  "Wow only 100 and you ran through all of them already?!?  Playa Playa!!"  "I don't know why you don't have a gallery or art show.  I wouldn't want to teach bebe's kids either!!  Display your ART!!  I told you I would help?  You are good and it would be two shows and then you could be a consultant.  Get movie sets done and I get free tickets.  See win-win!!"  He said resting in the hot tub with her.

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: 11th, stars at night are big and bright
Wearing: jeans, undershirts
Location: hot tub time machine
Tagging: Apollo, open.

"I'm not sure the Japanese ones have a vetting process. I imagine it's like public access TV and as long as you don't get complaints, you can pay your thousand yen and put your show on at 3am. "

I sigh, pushing some water around with my hands. "Is it... Sad that I'm considering taking you up on your offer? "

I smirk, shaking my head "aaannnddd you just reminded me of why I don't take any of your money"

I slide into the tone of voice I use when I'm copying Apollo "if she don't play the game, she don't get to ride the chocolate ride."

I look up at the sky, sounding a little weary "astronomy nerd. Disco rat is just south of the Big Dipper. I decree it. There... Sure are a lot of stars out here..."

I give Apollo a bit of A Look, sighing "it's not bull, Apollo King, it's... An issue. But I know what you mean. "

I smile slightly "ok, so maybe it's more than 100. But not by a lot. The number of single, interesting, available and interested women in Savannah is pretty small. Smaller than the number of people offering me threesomes with their husbands, in fact. "

I stare at the water for a few minutes, then talk quietly "and how much would a gallery show cost? Where would I get the money? What strings would you attatch to a favor that big? Who would even show up, let alone buy anything?"

Poor Elizabeth, such a bad mood for paradise

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 11th, 2020 | Wearing:  Shown Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Elizabeth, Open "That sucks!"  He shook his head.  "Don't know if everyone should get air time."  He smirks. "Why wouldn't you?  Oh you mean the escort?  Don't worry about that you will find someone."  He said as he sat next to her. "What?  You know I wouldn't do that to you...you don't even like guys!"  He chuckled.  "I am not that bad!" "I am not like that!  Do YOU really think I would be by myself HERE if I thought like that?  My there are more lovelies here than you can shake a stick at and yet my dance card is not existent.  Much less full." He laughed.  "What is wrong with you?!?  Yep you can see the whole sky from here."  He sighed. "You have to believe me when I say it...I have never lied to you before....about anything serious at least...Ok I need you to trust me now!"  He snickered realized he had lied to her when he came out here and told her nothing was wrong with him, but it was only that he was not sure if he would find himself even here.  His father's passing hit him really hard even though they didn't have the best of relationships.  How do you deal with someone treating you like crap your whole life and on their death bed tell you they love you?!?  Now being the heir apparent he wasn't sure what to do with that?!? Apollo didn't get angry with her often but somedays.  She tried too much to be like him, her self-depreciating ways.  Made him aware of himself.  "I am your friend...if you weren't running after the women I am trying to get with.  We would be married already.  I don't blame others for wanting to be in a threesome with you...realizing what they missed.  I am not trying to obligate you.  Elizabeth!  I want you to not doubt yourself.  Believe in you, like I do!  We can work out the particulars, but we can start with 25%, since I can't have a live-in lover!"  He winked.  "You see all of this stupid crap selling right now?  You are good and we could invite art people to the gallery and people that like art!  Who do you think is going to buy.  If I buy one piece, people will be trying to keep up with me!"  He caressed he cheek and kissed it.  "You are my very best friend...what makes you think...I wouldn't just help you?!?"

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: 11th, night. Night.
Wearing: same
Location: hot tub of the gods
Tagging: Apollo, open.

"Sometimes I am less optimistic than you are, o King of sunshine and rainbows and hope. And shake a stick at? *Really?*"

I smile, kindly, to take some of the sting out of my words "but... It does mean a lot to me that you stick with me and care. Thank you."

I sigh "I mean, my life got weird when my biological father tried to run my mom over when I was five but got me instead. Does that count?"

I stick my tongue out at you "you told me that you'd get me a puppy when I was eight. And no, 'the hospital wouldn't let you have one' and 'you were deathly allergic' are not good excuses! Can you get a husky trained as a service dog? I kinda want one, still.

And that's the fourth worst proposal I've ever heard. I'ma have to say no, but you're sweet. Really? "Don't believe in yourself. Believe in me! Believe in the Kamina who believes in you!" Nerd."

I think about it, nodding slowly "ok. You write up a contract, you set up the venue, food, invites, and a photo printer. You get 25% of what, the profits? And I'll have my lawyer, also you, to look it over. Who has to dig through my 10,000 favorite photos to select what goes in the show?

And I don't like talking your money, because some people would hold it against me. And a lot of the times you joke about strings attached to it. I know it's a joke, but still.'

[Gannameade]

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 11th, 2020 | Wearing:  Shown Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Elizabeth, Open “Really Tinkerbell?  I am sure even Mary Poppins would have something to learn from you about optimism.  I am the only king of sunshine and rainbows with others…not me!  There is that chance for everyone and I can help to make it happen for some.  But for you, I would be Gandalf.”  He winked at her. “Ok so where am I supposed to go, we have been through too much together and you have been there for me?!?”  He looked at her frowning as if he was supposed to be anywhere else. “Nope…you survived and you still have!”  He said.  “Hey what did you expect Houdini?  I was 10?  I wasn’t going to be able to out-think every adult in the room.  They didn’t get to be doctors by being really dumb you know?!?  And that deathly allergic thing was a killer.  I had no idea!  Aren’t you still allergic?  I would rather have my friend than a dog any day.” “I wasn’t proposing…I know how to do that and like I said…if I had a real chance I would have done so before now!  Well, I wasn’t going there with it but you get the gist.  I am going need for you to come out of the depths and know that I am and have always been in your corner!  And if you quote Star Trek you are getting dunked!”  He said quickly. “Ok?!?”  He was thinking that it was not only going to turn a profit but would get her name out there and she wouldn’t complain about needing money at least.  She was good and he knew it…now it was time for her to know it too. “I am not going to hold it against you and no more love slave cracks.  And no strings.  You and your friendship mean more to me than that!”  He said stroking her cheek.

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: 11th, late
Wearing: wet jeans, wet shirt, wet life
Location: hot hot tub
Tagging: Apollo, open.



I sigh softly, counting three separate movies there.

"Gandalf? More like Pippin. And Tinkerbell is bitchy and awesome. Best part of the movie. And Julie Andrews was hot. And... That's all I'm going to say about that. "

I wrinkle my nose, shaking my head and sounding playful "I don't know? Stripper island? Buy your own Carribean island? Monte Carlo and seduce European beauties with your accent?"

I cover my eyes with a hand "Apollo, your puns are going to be the death of me. And I'm on shots, to change my list of allergies from: EVERYTHING to :NOTGONNADIE. Outside of a book, dog is humankind's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read"

I sigh dramatically "ok. You have badgered me out of my bad mood, with threats of drowning. I... Don't know much Trek, really. "Make it so. Beam me down, down, through the burning ring of fire"

I nod "and yes, ok. I'll enter in a business agreement with you, soon as I see a contract that I like. And... Thanks."

I get my staff, using it to lightly push your hand away "touchy feely nerd. "

I smile fondly, pushing myself up to sit on the rim of the hot tub, shivering "whew... That's a temprature change.."

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 11th, 2020 | Wearing:  Shown Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Elizabeth, Open "You are Pippin for sure."  He smirked thinking her more wise, when it came to him at least.  She had a skill for helping him to see the bright side of everyone else...but her...but then that was what he was for...for her!  "She was probably should have better.  Yes Julie Andrews was hot!"  He found even his dark cheeks blushing on that. "I don't have a deep accent...I worked too hard to get rid of it.  You know that most people with our accent are assumed to date or marry our cousins and such...and it is not the most educated sounding accent."  He looked at her shaking his head. "Yeah but you are still allergic to dogs as much as I am to cats.  Making me want to take my bow to them!"  He stopped.  "Really you pick a book over a dog?!?"  He chuckled.  "You are scary simply from the fact that you thought about it!!  Inside a dog..." "No live long and prosper?  I will and will always be your friend?  Nothing?"  He sighs.  "No matter our next movie marathon is set."  He said . "Like I could let you out there hanging in the wind.  I will get something finalized as soon as I get back." He spoke. "You knew that when you met me.  I hugged you off of your feet then."  He smirked. He had never gotten fully in so he continued to sit there.  "You are much braver than I but this is paradise after all."

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

(sorry that took so long Gannameade)

I glare up at the much taller man "comparing me to a Hobbit? Is that a short joke?"

I can't keep it up for long though, and laugh "I guess I do eat like a Hobbit..

Haha, you had a crush on Mary Poppins!"

Yeah, but if laying the accent on thick got you laid by at least an 8, wouldn't you?"

Yeah, it's sexist rating people like that, but such is life sometimes.

I shrug "eh. I stole the dog quote from Groucho Marx, I'm pretty sure I'm scary for many other reasons. Pretty sure.

Can we skip the bad Trek movies or are you going to make me watch all 11 of them?

You hugged, I tried to punch. A beautiful, dysfunctional friendship.

But alas, I need to get to sleep. Thanks for talking to me instead of prowling for rich beauties. I appreciate it"

I pat him on the shoulder, then get out of the hot tub with a shiver. Drying my hands carefully, I finish my long exposure photo, tucking the camera back into it's well padded bag.

I limp to the stairs, then smirk at Apollo "live long and prosper, dork. See you later."

Exit, to sleep and perchance to dream. Or run into someone in the hallway. Also a possibility

[Gannameade]

((It is fine, I know life gets in the way of fun!   >:) ))

"Ahh no it is not a short joke....its a hobbit joke!"  He said with a wink.  Her height never mattered to him he still found her to be more than lovely.

"Yeah I hadn't met anyone that could toss it down like me, before you and not gain a damn ounce!"  He shook his head.

"Hunh?!?  What is not to like?  Prim and proper, lovely, dance, fun to be around and had a great set of....lungs."  He chuckled as he eyed her.

"If that was all it took, I would speak french all the damn time.  Maybe sound like T'Challa off of Black Panther...but no dice.  Yeah I don't know if I could pull off the accent now, having worked so hard to get rid of it in school.  Southern is not the most intellectual sounding for sure."  A light smile graced his dark features.

"Well he was one of the best in comedy so I get that.  Yes, you are scary for several other reasons."  He stuck out his tongue.

"What is wrong with you?  We can't miss anything.  Besides it is my turn.  We will make you a Trekkie yet!"

"Right it is what I do."  He shook his head.  "Anything for a friend/partner...let me know you are ok in the AM.  I think the signal still works out here."

"I will do that...Dorkette!"  He waved and sunk down into the tub for a little while longer.

[taurinekitten]

Name: Phoebe De'Makis
Date | Time: June 16th | Late
Wearing: This
Location: Rooftop Pool
Tagging: Apollo, Open

Phoebe beat him up there, not that she was surprised. It hadn't taken her long to change and run a comb through her hair. A quick touch up of lipstick after shedding her sparkles on her bed. It was quiet as she walked out, it seemed she was the only one there. So much for depending on people to keep her hands to herself. Then she frowned, that's assuming he showed. After being a mixture of presumptuous with a little anxious and topped with counting weirdly - she had no clue if she'd see him again or if he'd take the opportunity to get out of dodge. She shrugged, not willing to let herself dwell on what if's. Tonight she was supposed to be relaxing.

A toss of her stuff on a table and a kick of her flip flops to the side, she walked over to the side and sat down, slipping her feet in. The water was cold and instantly shot a chill up her body. She hugged her arms around herself, goosebumps racing up her legs and to her arms. For a moment she thought about hoping out and getting in the hot tub, she bit down on her lip, as she often did when thinking about something, before deciding to lean forward and dive in. The first thought that she had when hitting the water was how it felt so much like being wrapped in an icy blanket. She embraced it until her body adjusted to the temperature and then she returned to the surface.

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 16th | Late Wearing:   Swim wear Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Phoebe He saw her there he was watching her as he took in the sight of the woman that was standing there.  He moved silently towards her thinking he was going to get into so much trouble with Phoebe at least for the moment and he didn’t really care how much trouble they were to get into he was just now…looking forward to it.  He stood close but it was only his shirt and shoes as he was close but behind her.  He could see the pull of tension in her neck and shoulders.  She moved away since she didn’t see him, it was nice to be in the dark a bit.  He knew his way around and he could hide around the bar that was not being manned right now. He watched as she slipped into the water.  He, on the other hand, could only imagine how cold it was but given the hunger he felt for her right now, it wasn’t going to change his desire for her right now.  When she slipped into the water.  He was behind her and after removing his shoes he was in only his trunks now as he dropped to the bottom of the pool.  He was watching her from beneath as he now moved to surface the water in front of her his fingers moved over the crest of her hips as he noticed she had just a lovely figure clothed as well as naked.  He was looking into her eyes as he came out. “So did you miss me?”  He teased his arms moved to encircle her and pull her closer.

[taurinekitten]

Name: Phoebe De'Makis
Date | Time: June 16th | Late
Wearing: This
Location: Pool
Tagging: Apollo, Open

Phoebe couldn't help but smile as he pulled her close, her arms moving around his neck drawing him in for another kiss. Lips quivering from the cold, she wrapped her legs around him so that she could share what little heat there was between them. She wanted to stay lost in the moment, memorizing the sight of the moon reflecting on the water, the feel of his hands on her waist, the taste of his mouth. Of course there was so much more she wanted to do with him, but it would all come in time, thoughts flashing in her mind of clothing being discarded, her hoisted up in his arms as they attempt to find some structural stability. She bit on her bottom lip after pulling away from the kiss, trying to press the impure thoughts from her mind.

She swam over to the side and pulled herself out, resuming her seat on the edge with her feet in the water. Her hands brushed at the mess of wet dark hair in an attempt to tame it and maintain her seductive appeal. Eyes drinking in the sight of him in his swim shorts, water dripping down his sculpted chest. With that body maybe he is the reincarnation of Apollo. The thought amused her and she gazed at him longingly, motioning for him to join her.

"So, before we find ourselves in trouble for indecent exposure, why don't you come tell me more about the mighty sun God." She grinned playfully.

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 16th | Late Wearing:   Swim wear Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Phoebe Apollo wanted to think he wasn’t some greek deity that wanted to get into the pants of every hottie that moved here.  He wasn’t that guy, he didn’t think.  Sometimes if Elizabeth told the tale then he was…the bad man.  But he wasn’t nearly as bad as she made his reputation out to be.  If so then maybe this was to be his penance considering he had been alone thus far in paradise.  But now that Phoebe was in his arms maybe that was what he was missing or waiting for.   With her rump nestled easily within his hands and he held her aloft with her legs wrapped around him now.  He honestly wasn’t sure what they were doing?!?  He felt the heat of the core of their bodies together feeling her in the coolness of the water, which he knew she without a doubt felt him, even with the cool water shrinkage, it did nothing to hide his total desire for her right now. As her lips met his own, this time the kiss was more than welcomed it was hot.  The steam desire and the fiery ache for this woman would not be denied, while his lips moved over hers, his tongue moved to taste her and kiss her stroking her and touching her.  Then he realized this might not be the best space for them to be in as he was very much interested in tasting her fully.  When she pulled back he was looking at her as if she moved too much he would be feasting upon her. “What’s on your mind?”  He seemed to almost growl the question, the want was clear within his voice as much as the ache was as well.  He watched as she moved away from him to extract herself to the side of the pool.  He pulled himself easily out of the pool even with the warm night breeze stroking over them.  “After you tell me about my night queen.  I haven’t forgotten I wanted to know about you and you want the same thing I do…information.”  He said as he knew he wanted more than that too.

[taurinekitten]

Name: Phoebe De'Makis
Date | Time: June 16th | Late
Wearing: This
Location: Pool
Tagging: Apollo, Open

"Touché." She grinned, reaching down to playfully splash him before leaning back on her arms, letting her chest perk out. Her tongue rolled around her mouth as she tried to figure out what she should say. In her mind, an imaginary black marker crossed out every detail she wanted to hold close. This was supposed to be paradise, she wasn't going to damper the evening with her sob story background. Besides, if she wanted any chance of getting those shorts off him she needed to keep that smile on his face. With that thought her eyes gave him another up and down, admiring the way he looked in the moonlight. Suddenly she wished she would have brought her camera, instead it sat tucked away in her room. She pondered about if he'd let her take his photograph, so at least she'd have a reminder of the way his eyes had this light to them when he smiled.

"You want to know about me," another pause while she ran her fingers through her hair, letting it fall at her back in layers. "Well, there's not much to say. I grew up in Brooklyn. I've spent the last few years traveling and taking pictures." That seemed to sum it all up nice and neat, all that was missing was a pretty bow. She could smile and pretend that she belonged in a place like this, here among the glamorous. Like him. She imagined he had this glitzy life, a little black book filled with names in every zip code, the family prodigy no doubt. She scolded herself for being presumptuous, but it was hard for her not to have a sour opinion of the wealthy, not after what that life did to her brother. But those thoughts weren't for tonight and so far Apollo hadn't come off like one of those jerks her brother ran with. Then again they had done most of their talking with their bodies so far, perhaps that's why she wanted to bring him here first instead of pulling him back to her room. Please don't be like that, she thought, suddenly sitting up and running her hands over her legs, the chill of the night and water finally catching up with her.

"So, what brings you to this hidden paradise?"

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 16th | Late Wearing:   Swim wear Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Phoebe He smirked but didn’t return fire with a splash of his own.  His attack was a bit more subtle with the caressing touch of her thigh as he looked at her.  His mouth watered in turn as she all but presented her chest to his eyes that he drank in.  ‘Yesss.’  The wicked thoughts of her body ran through his mind.  He was thinking more that they might make it into the room.  He had hoped that they wouldn’t be…wet on the elevator.  He was pretty sure it wouldn’t get them kicked out but them being in the elevator and the hallway, might very much be frowned upon. He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.  “You stalling my night queen.”  He said with a raised eyebrow then she began.  He listened to her.  ‘Brooklyn….New York…the chances of her knowing him were slim’, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he realizing there was a chance for them to be together without too many issues but still he was not sure what this was, but he was going to ride it till the wheels fell off!  He listened to her.  ‘Photographer maybe?’ Hmm perhaps not so much he had seen a photographer and she didn’t leave her camera so she just liked taking pictures maybe.  That was fine he could deal with that. He had his story planned for the most part.  “I am taking some time off to discover myself and the family thought this might be a total get away.  So if I had to find a place off the map.  Then here I am.  Nothing big really.”  He said relaxed not wanting to sound presumptuous.  He was mostly into people, he might have been able to buy the place but he didn’t check nor did he want to see or feel like that.  He was a regular person.  He leaned in and kissed her cheek, but then got up and moved to get her a towel and wrap it over her shoulder before sitting back down.  “So what is your favorite food?”  He asked wanting to get to know her, even though right now he was aching to hold her and more.

[taurinekitten]

Name: Phoebe De'Makis
Date | Time: June 16th | Late
Wearing: This
Location: Pool
Tagging: Apollo

Caravanserai - a place for self-discovery! Phoebe imagined giant billboards all over, drawing people in with big flashy colors and lights, luring those trying to escape reality. It was just a stroke of luck she happened upon this place, one of those right place, right time, kind of deals. Shivering again, she pulled the towel over her shoulders more before resting her head on his shoulder, wrapping around his arm and interlocking her fingers with his. Her eyes closed for a moment as she tried to chisel this to memory, this night, his touch, his smell, the taste of his lips, not wanting to ever forget how comforting it was letting someone else get close. For human contact, especially touch. The distance she'd put between herself and the world had grown so much over the years that she'd forgotten how addicting the feel of another can be. Not being sure how long she'd be able to take up his time while they were both here, but she wanted to enjoy his company, among other things, for as long as she could, especially tonight. Tomorrow wasn’t here yet, so there was no point in fretting about anything else other than how long she’d be able to hold back from pulling him back to that elevator and out of those shorts.

“What do yuh mean? Pizza of cawhse! Okay?” She attempted to keep a straight face as she gave him her best Brooklyn accent when she answered his question, but started giggling almost immediately and turned away before he could hear her snort. Her hand was over her mouth when she looked at him again, an attempt to conceal any more laughter.

She was about to as him the same question when another breeze trailed across them, reminding her that she had been crazy enough to drag them into the pool this late. Climbing up to her feet, she eyed the hot tub before looking at him. “Shall we continue this conversation somewhere warmer?” Tossing the towel on the back of a chair, she swayed teasingly towards the hot tub, flipping her hair to add to the layers of lust and desire between them.

Easing into the relaxing hot water, she slides down until the water reaches her shoulders, absorbing the warmth through her cold body. “Same question, what’s your favorite food? And what’s your favorite food to lick off of a person?” She grinned, licking her lips and starting a mental timer to track how long they would hold off before heaing back downstairs.

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 16th | Late Wearing:   Swim wear Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Phoebe He felt more of a connection with her, the latching of their fingers, he slightly damp hair resting on his shoulder and he leaned over and kissed the top of her head.  He then kissed the nape of her neck only to keep her in his arms.  He was in no hurry, realizing once they arrived wherever they were going they would be there for quite a while. He looked at her and frowned.  ‘Yeah she is a mole.’ He thought to himself.  “Oh really?  What kind of pizza?”  He would have said that.  “Or anything Italian or chinese.”  He said still waiting on the Pizza answer.  He reached around to turn her to face him.  “No need to hide…I like all of that!”  He smirked wanting her to be herself with him. When she got up he couldn’t help but to follow with his eyes for a bit  He then shook his head quickly to refocus as he got up grabbing a couple of other towels before moving with her towards the hot tub.  “Mmmmhmm!”  He said not at all trying to hide his admiration.  He moved behind her his head turning side ways as she sunk in. He leaned over her pulling her head back a bit as he gently claimed her lips, his tongue and own lips caressing her own.  When the kiss broke he moved in next to her. “I am pizza, mostly desserts though thank God for a good metabolism.” He then frowned at her.  “Chocolate.  My fave is Nutella though and yes I would love to lick either of those off of you!”  He was fresh out of embarrassment if they were going to be together her, he was going to let her know what she wanted.

[taurinekitten]

Name: Phoebe De'Makis
Date | Time: June 16th | Late
Wearing: This
Location: Pool
Tagging: Apollo

“Deluxe, of course, a girl’s gotta balance out meat and veggies.” Was her reply to his question, wondering if the night continued to go so smoothly if she should ask him to dinner one night. She was pretty sure she had heard mention of a restaurant in the building. The next day she had plans to travel out to see the native sights, maybe she would find a local treasure worth recommending to him.

A sigh escaped her lips as her body was wrapped in the warmth of the hot tub. Instantly she could feel the tension melting from her shoulders, her mind wanders to thoughts of the two of them, room service and an endless parade of carts filled with tasty treats. She smiled and slid over to sit on his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist and laying back into his chest. Another sigh slipped free with the feel of his breath across her neck and she knew she wasn’t going to last much longer before dragging him downstairs with her.

Slowly she turned around to straddle his lap, another lust-filled look into his eyes as her hands ran up his arms before resting at the back of his head and gently pulling him into another kiss. Their lips embraced like past lovers reunited, parting to allow their tongues to dance together with the same passion that their bodies had down in the club. She ended the kiss with a gentle nibble at his bottom lip, placing her hands on his shoulders she leaned back and admired the body that good metabolism had blessed him with.

Looking at him with her bedroom eyes, she grinned mischievously and bit at her lip. “Should we continue talking or are we ready to discuss your room or mine?”

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 16th | Late Wearing:   Swim wear Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Phoebe “Yeah, I am a meat lovers or ultimate pepperoni.” He teased in truth he liked pizza! He could see them getting along nicely, he wondered if they could keep their…attempt at romance here or maybe take it back home. ‘Shut da hell up!’ He scolded himself quickly thinking he was going to just try to enjoy the moment. Maybe it was what drove Becky away, him coming on too strong, but he chalked it up to her wanting…something a bit softer then he was. He was just going to relax and go with the flow, he told himself. He was into the tub with her and found his hand on her thigh, he was enjoying the feel of it as much as he had: Downstairs, the elevator, the pool, now he was feeling how smooth it was in the heated water. He smirked as she moved to cat herself into his lap, she wasn’t seeking warmth cause the water was pretty warm, but when she leaned her head upon his chest he kissed her wet head now. He could feel the sigh as her body seemed to slump into his arms now. Even now as his lips drifted down her head over her ear and his lips grazed her neck, his tongue moving to lightly stroke her shoulder. He watched as she moved then to straddle his lap which was not the best of moves for him right now as the hot water and desire put his arousal on overdrive as he was now between her legs and she as pinned between his arms as they encircled her. She rested her arms on his neck as he looked at her and captured her lips as they kissed, it was slow and far more sensual than on elevator, that was hunger, this was a passion as he pulled her closer feeling her chest press against his own. Seems as if they were painting each other's tongues now. “We can continue talking…I just don’t think much will be said. We can go to your room…or mine, but I can’t think of how long the discussion will be?” He teased looking up into her eyes his want for her more than apparent. He knew without a doubt neither of them was leaving till morning if then.

[taurinekitten]

Name: Phoebe De'Makis
Date | Time: June 16th | Late
Wearing: This
Location: Exiting the Pool
Tagging: Apollo

"I think you're right about that," Phoebe said, her lips continuing the exploration of his. Talking was requiring too much thought, too much control. Sure, she wanted to get to know him more, wanted to spend more time with him, but now, at this moment, she had something more specific in mind for occupying their time. Like going downstairs and getting a close-up view of his god-like body.

Her lips moved in small kisses across his cheek, hands running up and down his back, nails lightly digging into his skin as she pulled him closer to her. “I think,” She started speaking but found herself distracted as her tongue followed a trail of water sliding down his neck to his shoulder, “I think, in sticking with our water-themed fun evening, we should go to your room to take a shower.” She bit down gently on his shoulder, not wanting to be too rough, not yet at least. There were additions she had to her suggestion, but she again tried to avoid being so forward. Must remember to be somewhat ladylike, I suppose.

Eager still to get those shorts of his off, she slipped out of the hot tub and wrapped back up in her towel, remembering to grab her room key and shoes. Turning around to make sure he was following, she gave him a playful grin and pulled loose the strings holding her top up. Keeping her towel wrapped around her chest to prevent revealing too much, she went to call the elevator for them. I wonder if they have Nutella out here...

[Gannameade]

 

Name: Apollo King Date | Time | June 16th | Late Wearing:   Swim wear Location:  Pool / Hot tub Tagging: Phoebe   “Well under the circumstances…I think we were done talking on the way up here. But don’t worry I am not leaving or pushing you out of the bed tonight or in the morning so we can talk over breakfast…for sure.” ‘That is if you are for breakfast too!’ He thought not realizing or believing he was with her. He was feeling like a straight-up ho! Even though he wasn’t but he found that Phoebe seemed to have a more primal summons for him right now. His fingers began to knead her rear, enjoying what he found there only to feel her body against him. In the hot tub, she couldn’t question his desire for her now. He moved towards her as his tongue stroked her cheek. He moved to slowly lift her up as she was still straddling him. He moved to kiss and suck on her ear, only to moan into it when she bit down on his shoulder. “Yesss, my dark minx.”  When she moved he fought against holding on, but she was lifted enough to have broken the surface of the water when she moved out on to the ground. She was moving to her items. He hopped out and moved to his own. He grabbed his key and put on his flip flops and followed her out toward the elevator. A smirk spread over his face as her top came off, his eyebrow arched while he looked at her thinking of how they were going to wash each other. She grinned at him and it felt good to not be the only one…eager! Once the elevator arrived he escorted her on to it, only to press her against the wall kissing her deeply as he moved to pick her up in his arms. He hoped not to scrap her with his kiss as he held her in his arms, kissing her hungrily as the car moved them to their floor.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Open!


"Awww yeah!"

Nova spoke with a celebratory glee as she pranced out into the open rooftop pool. She was all smiles, her lips grinning wide and her eyes sparkling behind her oversized sunglasses as she spread her arms wide and soaked up the sun for a moment as she walked out onto the rooftop. The hotel was nice and all, and riding in camels was a cool novelty experience, but she was here to party not soak up culture, and this place seemed like just the spot to start.

With a casual nonchalance she put her bag down on an empty chair, seeming to forget about it the moment she turned and walked towards the bar. Her rather tiny string bikini left very little to the imagination, and what it showed off was probably better than what most would imagine anyway, and that was all just how she liked it.

"Hey there cute stuff." She said to the bartender with a flirtatious smile, bending over the bar and leaning on her elbows, "I'm looking for something in a - " she swirled her fingers as if she was about to say something classy or expensive, "- get-wrecked-at-the-rooftop-pool-and-forget-who-I-went-home-with cocktail. What do you recommend." She rested her chin on her hand and grinned.

As the bartender seemed to know precisely the drink for that and it seemed to involve a fishbowl and lots of bright colors, Nova felt that she was in good hands as she turned and glanced around the pool, taking advantage of her shades to check everyone out. Mmmm. Yes. The ads for this place had not lied. She almost didn't even know where to start!

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

His employer had a meeting so that left him to his own devices, and as he had nothing to do he decided to attempt to relax.  He had just spent an hour in the gym and was for the moment relaxing in the rooftop pool area.  He was currently laying out near the edge of the pool, for now it seemed only a few people were about most seemed involved in their own personal conversations.  He wondered how long it has been since he had such an opportunity to relax, and not since his time in the military now that he thought about it.  He held a simple glass of whiskey in his hand, his blue eyes concealed by the sunglasses he wore.  He was an avid swimmer, and had done a few laps.  He looked around and spotted someone he hadn't seen before standing at the bar, and he wondered when she had gotten here as he didn't hear or see her approach.  A part of him cursed for his lack of attention, while another part of him admired her beauty.

His boss had told him to lighten up and enjoy the vacation, and he decided to do just that.  He stood and approached the bar water dripping off of him, what hadn't dried already in the sun.  He ordered another drink taking a deep breath and faced her, "Beautiful day."  He wasn't always considered a great conversationalist but he always applied him, "Name's Malcolm."  He held out his hand towards her.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


Nova happily accepted her drink, a fishbowl of bright blue mix of booze and other booze so large that she nearly had to use two hands to hold it, and sipped the curly green straw coming out of the mix of paper umbrellas on top of it happily. "Awesome!" She said happily, a little wiggle in her hips as she turned just in time for a man to walk up to her.

He was tall, she noticed, even being tall for a woman she had to look up at him, and wet from the pool. Of course she didn't miss that he had a body that looked quite nice poolside, a little pale, but the sun should fix that soon enough! He seemed a little stiff in his posture but the drink in his hand should fix that too, as long as it wasn't just for show.

"Heeeey!" She said happily, awkwardly balancing her big fishbowl drink in one hand so she could extend the other. "Malcolm," she repeated his name, looking him in the eyes as she did, a trick she used to help remember names, "I'm Nova. I just got here!" She meant both the pool and the hotel.

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

He smiles, "Nice to meet you Nova, truth is I just got here myself."  He looked at her, taking a quick moment to eye her drink.  He took a moment to glance at her drink, but preferred whiskey, after all nothing beats a good whiskey or so he told himself.  He shook her hand as he gazed into her eyes, removing his glasses as he did so.  Malcolm motions towards the poolside, "I hope you would join me, truthfully would enjoy some company if you feel up for it."  It took him a moment to actually push past what he called social norms, at least for himself desiring company and he had to admit she was quite beautiful.  The sun felt warm against his skin and he realized he was a bit pale, something he knew would be rectified here.  It took him a moment to release her hand from his own, enjoying how it felt against his skin, as he placed a hand on the middle of her back, it smooth against his coarse hands.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


Nova smiled as she saw him eyeing her drink. It sort of screamed 'trouble' in that it was nearly the size of her head and bright blue and filled with umbrellas. But that was exactly the impression she was here to give, so it worked!

He took off his sunglasses, she didn't do the same, mostly because she didn't have the space in her hands as she went back to holding her giant drink with both as soon as he let go, but her glasses were translucent enough that he could see her eyes through them and apparently that was all he needed.

"So formal." She said, smiling at the way he spoke. "I feel like I'm being invited to Downton Abbey or something." She grinned at him hoping he would lighten up a bit. "But sure, I'm up for all sorts of things." She grinned at him.

When he put his hand on her back she smiled at him encouragingly, and let him guide her to his empty spot poolside. She felt how coarse his hand was and turned to ask him as they walked, "So what do you do Mister Malcolm?" As she sipped her big blue drink again.

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix


Malcolm returned her smile, and he paused for a minute unsure of how to answer the question but then he told her.  "I work currently in private security, compared to what I used to do well it's quite easy, and my boss is here on business."  Malcolm pauses a moment looking around, "And as he is here, well so am I."  He took a sip of his whiskey, "It's my job to be formal as I never know where I am to be, or who's lovely company I may be with, Miss Nova."  He motioned towards the lounge chair next to his, waiting for her to sit before climbing into his replacing his sunglasses back over his eyes. 

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


Nova sat down in the lounge chair he indicated, crossing her legs and tilted her body towards him she put her drink down on the small table between them and took another deep sip of it.

"Security." Nova seemed to take it in for a moment, thinking about what that implied and what it meant. "So like, you can keep me safe when the camels go on a rampage?" She asked with a grin. "So I can be like all 'save me Malcolm'" she threw her hand in the air and waved them as if she was screaming for help, "Oh no but you'd be all 'screw you Nova I have to save my boss'" and then mimed being shoved out of the way as if Malcolm was rushing past her to save someone else.

She looked about the pool. "So which one is your boss?"

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

He sat down in the chair stretching his legs out in front of him, he smiled shaking his head.  "No, it's more complex than that though here I don't see it being to much of a problem."  He faced her, his usual quirky smile on his features.  He'd been in the deserts of Afghanistan and seen camels during his time, one would be surprised how fast they could truly run.  Malcolm shook his head, "My boss isn't one for taking unnecessary dangers that's why he has me, and I'd save you for certain."  He laughed and it seemed an eternity since he did so, as he stood and took the few steps to get by her chair and wrapped his arms around her, picking her up just enough. Malcolm noticed how easy that was, but he always kept himself in shape, and with a smile and a slightly serious tone.  "I hope those camels didn't scare you miss." 

He held her for a few moments staring into her features, before he coughed nervously, "As for my boss, CEO Gregory Phillips head of Granite Technologies but don't ask me what he does, I truly couldn't understand half of it. 

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


Nova had half expected this guy not to want to play along at all, but he went the other way with it entirely, picking her up as if she was about to be trampled by a herd of camels!

She laughed as she was lifted, also taking note of how easily he picked her up. Apparently those muscles weren't just for show.

"Well, I guess I don't have to worry about camels." She smiled at him, wrapping an arm about his shoulder to keep herself steady as held her up. She laughed again as he asked to make sure the camels didn't scare her. "My hero!" She gushed, fluttering her eyelashes as she leaned up and kissed his cheek in thanks.

She shrugged, "Yeah I wasn't about to." She said, "CEO is enough for me."

"So, do you have the day off or are you gonna hafta run off and save him any moment now?"

She didn't seem to be in any hurry to be put down, and it didn't seem like he was straining at all to hold her, so she just sort of started swinging her legs idly below the knees as she was held there in a mid-air carry.

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

He normally wouldn't have done what he did, but he was learning to enjoy the moment.  He held her in his arms as she slid her arm around his shoulders, he smiled.  "I think your safe from the camels, but I'll remain observant just in case."  This felt right to him, yet he truly couldn't figure out why, when she kissed his cheek something ignited inside him, something he hadn't felt in years, a warm rush to his cheeks and somehow he was glad or hoped it wasn't to noticeable.  "I've got the next few days to myself, apparently my boss trusts the security here so looks like I'm free for well awhile, especially to spend such time in such lovely company."  Malcolm wasn't struggling to hold her in this embrace, in fact he didn't want to let her go.  He took that moment to back up slightly and sat down, placing her in his lap his one arm around her waist.  "Perhaps we could go for a swim in a bit, if your interested."

He held onto her enjoying the moment, and wondering when such a time last existed in his life but he pushed those thoughts to the farthest recesses of his mind, focused on her.  He reached over handing her the drink she had, plus taking his own.  "Here's to new moments and acquaintances."  He raised his glass, the whiskey shining from the sunlight just enough.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


Nova grinned as he promised to watch out for camels. "Good, some of them seemed awfully temperamental." She chuckled at the memory of the camel ride from the airport to the isolated hotel.

She looked about as he mentioned his boss trusting the security here. "Hey nobody offered me security when I checked in." She pouted. "Guess I'm not important enough! Well, good thing I've got you." She grinned.

He sat down, still not showing any sign of strain as he lowered her into his lap as he returned to his chair. "Wow you're in good shape." She said, stating the obvious, he hadn't even had to flex much to keep her level as he sat down. And while she wasn't exactly heavy, she wasn't exactly a beanpole either, and there were certainly plenty of guys here who couldn't lift her. She appreciated a man who both could and was willing to.

She settled into his lap, wiggling a bit to get comfy as she sat on his thigh. Just as she realized she was missing her drink he was handing it to her. "How nice of you!" She said happily, sipping her ridiculous blue fishbowl drink from the curly straw happily.

She clinked glasses with him. "Here's to jumping into guys laps five minutes after you meet them! Woooo!" She threw both arms up, careful not to spill her drink, grinning as she brought her arms back down to sip deeply again. "Hey I dunno about you, that's my idea of vacation."

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

He'd seen some during his time in Afghanistan, and he could truly not deny that they could be protective and temperamental as she put it.  Truthfully his first time riding them or even being that close to one was on the ride here, to say it was uncomfortable was to him an understatement.  He smiled, a slight blush entering his cheeks which he barely contained, "I was just about to say that, but be careful I'm good at what I do."  He rarely thought of himself a strong man, he just took great care of himself years of training aiding him in just that.  "I do my best."  His left hand rested on her lower back, only a few men he knew personally could match him, but he refocused his thoughts on her.  He nodded downing his glass of whiskey in a few seconds flat, "And here's to meeting the most beautiful woman."  He placed his glass down as he held her, careful so she wouldn't tip over as she threw her hands in the air her skin smooth against his.  "I am beginning to agree with you, best vacation I've had in years."

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


She felt his hand on her back and his eyes on her and she seemed rather happy about both of these things, smiling and leaning into him a bit, crossing her legs in his lap so that her foot was rubbing slightly against his opposite calf, she took another sip of her drink while he talked. Setting it down she grinned at how he downed his in one go.

"So, Malcolm." She said, looking into his eyes as she spoke, a bright and eager smile on her face as she got cozy against him in the warm sun and with alcohol beginning to encourage terrible decisions and fun filled times, "What's your story? Where're you from? How'd you end up as a bodyguard?" He seemed a bit reserved, although not at all shy, just kind of quiet, and she hoped that she could get him talking by asking what she expected would be pretty easy questions.

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

Truthfully he wondered when the last time he was actually relaxed, knowing it had been years.  He was lost in thought but her questions quickly bought him back.  No one he'd met not even his employer had asked such questions, but with her in his arms it felt strange and yet comforting.  He figured he'd start with the easy questions.  "I'm from Pennsylvania, born and raised, as for how I ended up as a bodyguard well I suppose that's the easiest to answer."  He paused collecting his thoughts, "I was drunk and was outside a bar when I saw my current employer being mugged, or a poor attempt at it.  At that moment I stepped in, you'd be amazed how quickly one can sober up when fighting."  Malcolm chuckles, "Truthfully I got my ass kicked but I did manage to scare the man off, Daniel offered me a chance to get clean which he did a full background check on me and found out about my past, and well hired me on the spot first clear instruction was to get sober."

Malcolm grinned, "Hardest time of my life especially with what I was going through at the time and as for my story, well that's a broad question."  He leaned back, feeling relaxed only one other person knew his story and he hadn't spoken to his sister in a year, he would need to rectify that.  "I grew up on a ranch, abusive father and survived that to join the Marines, spent years there and now I'm here .... with you."  He never talked about his past, only because what had happened couldn't be changed and after many years he had grown quite accustomed to living with it.  "What about you, what's your story?"

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


Nova couldn't help but pout her lips out a little and make a sympathetic noise at Malcolm as he told his story, her outlined eyes becoming even more prominent as her face took on an expression of empathy and instinctive nurturing desire towards him. She couldn't help it, learning that this strong guy was a bird with a broken wing just made him more interesting and, she had to confess, hotter.

When he spoke of alcohol though, she glanced toward her drink with guilt in her expression, then towards his empty drink with concern, thinking back to how quickly he'd downed it.

"So uh." She began a bit cautiously. "Should we uh, not be drinking then?" She ran a hand over his chest soothingly as she spoke hoping it would make him calm about being honest with her. She didn't answer his question about her just yet, she was worried about him first.

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

He didn't notice the change in her expression, as he spoke he felt the weight of it all wash over him.  But with years of experience it was just that a wave, and just as quickly it was gone.  He had come to terms with his past long ago, when she asked about the drinking he smiled shaking his head.  "No, it's not like it was rest assured, I'm not that same man."  He motioned for a refill and as it was truly only his 3rd drink one more wouldn't hurt him.  But he was grateful for one thing since arriving here, even as strange as it would sound.  He was glad for Nova's company, truly he expected to spend this time alone doing his own thing as needed.  But he was glad for the company and diversion.  Her touch was as gentle as the breeze, it sent a slight shudder through him as he held her in his arms as she caressed his chest.

He bought his hand up, caressing her cheek, smooth against his rough hand.  "Thank you."  A simple gesture and even simpler words but it was good to know others did show genuine concern. 

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


Nova relaxed as he explained himself. "Well that's good." She smiled at him, tilting her cheek just a little as he stroked her face, obviously not minding that at all, "Cuz to be real I wasn't gonna stop." She laughed, admitting it as she took another sip out of her fishbowl.

She smiled as he thanked her. She let the moment just be in silence, finally glancing down and away from him, she snuggled up a bit closer to the man, letting her body rest against his now as she slipped an arm around his shoulders to steady herself, her crossed legs dangling between his, feet tapping on nothing as she cozied up. He made a good chair, she decided. Also a good snugglepal.

"So." She asked. "What were you gonna get up to the rest of the day?"

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

He enjoyed her caress, her touch smooth against his rough chiseled features.  Malcolm had grown up in a harsh environment, and even more so having lived in one for several years.  When she snuggled up against his his arm pressed her firmly against his body enjoying the closeness of her and truly wanting nothing else.  He felt relaxed and was for the first time truly enjoying himself.  He looked into her eyes, his response simple.  "Spending it with you I am not needed for the rest of the day, and truthfully I wouldn't want to be anywhere else except here in this moment."  He bought his hand up tracing it smoothly across her body and up to her face where he caressed her cheek his hand rough against her smooth skin.  Gently he placed a kiss there before settling in more fully with her in his lap.  "Why did you want to do something?"

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


"Good answer" Nova agreed as Malcolm told her that she was spending the day with her. It sounded just fine to Nova, after all, she didn't know anyone else here and his company was fun so far. He had been open about himself and it made her feel comfortable around him. She'd rather know his flaws than have to guess at them, after all. She grinned as he put his hand on her and traced up her side, over her curves, ending up on her face. She closed her eyes as he kissed her cheek, grinning all the while, then cozied back up to him as he lay back down in his seat.

"I'm only moving to get us more drinks." She announced, putting her hands over each other on his shoulder and then resting her head there. "I got the best seat in here."

After enjoying the comfy silence for a bit, she reached back and took a hold of his hand, and brought it up and put it on her hip, leaving it there and smiling at him invitingly, as if to say he could touch her more if he liked.

[Lassiter]

Name: Malcolm
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured, but with dark sunglasses
Location: Poolside
Tagging: RedPhoenix

He smiled letting her get the drinks before she settled back into his arms, his one arm around her back resting against it.  When she placed his other hand on her hip it sent a jolt of surprise through him her skin smooth against his hand.  His fingers began a dance across her skin caressing her hip and down her leg while his other one slowly rubbed her back.  The hand she placed on her hip traveled as far down her leg as he could reach and back up, caressing along her side.  He laid back enjoying the feel of the sun on his face and her in his arms as his hand caressed her leg and thigh.  He leaned in close his lips kissing softly across her neck.

[RedPhoenix]

Name: Nova van Dishoeck
Date | Time: Late June, Early Afternoon
Wearing: As Pictured + Cork Wedge Heels + Black Butterfly Sunglasses
Location: Poolside, baby!
Tagging: Malcolm, Open!


This scene will continue in Caravanserai After Dark

[SepiaSunfury]

Name: Sepia Sunfury

Date | Time: July 8, evening
Wearing: A white cotton summer dress
Location: The pool’s piano
Sound: Chopin’s first nocturne in A flat minor
Tagging: Open

Sepia walked around Caravanserai. She told herself she was familiarizing herself with the hotel, but she knew she was looking for the right place. She didn’t consciously know what she was looking for, but she knew she’d recognize it when she found it.

She found it by the pool on the roof. A baby grand piano. Tucked in the far corner, far from accidental splashes. She was drawn to it, her heart pulling her forward so strongly it felt as if her feet were not moving at all.

Sepia did stop to admire the beautiful thing. Somehow it shined even at nighttime. The gleam of the egg moon reflected off the black surface better than the same oval on the pool’s surface. She settled herself on the piano bench, her dress puffing full of air temporarily then settling in folds around her. When she placed her fingers on the keys, this black one for this pinky and her index stretching to that white one… she knew exactly which song was going to come out from her heart.

The music starts out sadly, and she finds she has to play it far slower than usual to express her own personal sadness. She stretches out measures, pulling the grief out with her fingers. Sometimes the keys are so lightly touched it is clear she is playing for no one but herself. Tears start to gently fall while she plays. Some land on fingers, others on piano keys, but she keeps on and on playing, her fingers never slipping, regardless of salty wetness between them and the ivory.

Before the promenade starts though, Sepia draws out the fermata so long a listener may have assumed the end of the piece. She does continue though. Finally more hopeful notes dance from her fingers. Very quietly, but she can feel the hope. And she plays with it, changing volume and speed along with the feelings they have evoked.

The last part is as sad as the first… and possibly as slow. The tears do not reappear yet but her eyes sting with the unmet need to gather and shed them. She lets her emotions pour themselves all over the piano through her musical expression.

The ending is full of questions. Her fingers try to answer them one by one, but in the end, the questions linger and the answers fade away. Even with the determined run of chords down the keys three steps from the finish line the queries silently persist in memory. Finally the finish, so very quiet except for one tiny, rebellious wondering that pops its head up briefly before settling into the last chord.

She lifts her hands from the keys after the last hushed chord. Yet she keeps her foot determinedly on the pedal so that the chord rings and lasts while she lets her head fall on her arms on the keyboard’s lifted cover, her shoulders shaking with her silent sobbing.

[Elizabeth Ecsed]

Name: Elizabeth
Date | Time: July 8, stars are out
Wearing: robe over swimsuit, carrying her five and a half foot tall walking staff.
Location: roof, heading to the pool
Tagging: Sepia, open.

Elizabeth slowly made her way towards the bright pool, shining like an perfect jewel in the man-made lights. But the splash of moon and stars overhead was even brighter, an absolutely astounding display of beauty.

The tapping of her staff on the tiles on the rooftop was quickly drowned out by piano music. Tilting her head, she ventured a little closer to the source of the music. It was extremely good, and the woman clearly knew how to play.

And then... There was crying. Elizabeth very easily recognized the signs from years of teaching children. Comforting people was just not her specialty. But she just couldn't leave someone crying on a piano. At worst, she'd get told off or something and she wouldn't have to talk to the other woman ever again. So pretty much like all her encounters at the fancy hotel.

Limping a little closer, not bothering to muffle the tapping of her staff, she approached the piano. "Uhm, hello? That was really good playing. Are you okay? Do you need help with anything? I uh, normally wouldn't bother someone but, well... you look like you could really use someone to talk to. Hey do you want something to drink? I sure do."

Smiling awkwardly, she went over to the nearest poolside bar and got two sprites with Grenadines, bringing one back to the new girl. That should give her time to collect herself, and have the fortitude to tell me to shove off if she wants to.

Handing over the non alcoholic drink, she leaned on the walking staff she sipped hers awkwardly, smiling as best she could.