The Breeze in Your Hair and the Sand Between Your Feet

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Who: Open to FMA crew + Haruhi, and Sokka (Later on?)
What: Beach party + Camping/Sailing for the teens
When: 16 (Start) → 20 (Return for the teens)
Where: Beach!
Summary: An outing to the beach!
Rating: PG-13 (Shouldn't get worse than that, though?)

While Ed is cooperating and the weather is pleasant a decision is made to go to the beach and have some fun! This will work similar to a mass action log, and y'all can create and reply to threads as you see fit.

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[contentedly]

[She turns around, not over-cautiously, but with a small smile on her face.] Yes, that's right. I don't think we've officially met.

[twinnedavarice.livejournal.com]

[At least he didn't scare her. That's something.]

I'm Ling Yao. I'm a friend of the Elric brothers.

[contentedly]

[She's on a beach with her husband and the Elric brothers. There's not much that can scare her right now.]

It's very nice to meet you, Ling.

[Pause a beat, and then shrug.] Considering the circumstances.

[twinnedavarice.livejournal.com]

Today is a good day. [Though he glances over to wherever Ed is right now. Probably gushing over Elicia or something.]

Even if not all of us are in our right minds.

[contentedly]

Mmm. [She follows his gaze over to Ed.] There is that.

[This is Gracia's first experiment. It's disturbing.

...so she starts taking things out of the picnic basket.]

[twinnedavarice.livejournal.com]

[... oh hello food. His eyebrows raise a bit as the scent of tasty food fills the air.]

That looks good.

[contentedly]

[She smiles.] Thank you.

[And continues to unload. Doesn't that apple pie look amazing?] Why don't you help me finish unpacking and then you can help yourself?

[twinnedavarice.livejournal.com]

[He needs no more invitation than that. He sits down in front of the basket and quickly and neatly starts setting it all out... all within arm's reach, because it's not going to last long.]

Anything I want, right?

[contentedly]

Of course!

[twinnedavarice.livejournal.com]

You're far too kind.

[She can watch as all her hard work is going to quickly be put away by a teenager with an unusually large appetite. If she thought Edward was bad, she hasn't seen nothing yet.]

[contentedly]

[Oh. Well, she's glad she packed an extra basket or two.

...although watching him eat like this is making her just a bit uncomfortable. She starts glancing around to see who else is close by.]

Enjoying it?

[twinnedavarice.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't help his tattoo on his hand is quite visible.]

It's delicious. You're an excellent cook. I'm not sure my father's own chefs can compare. [Okay so they're probably better, but there's nothing wrong with a little flattery.]