EVERYBODY! EVERYBODY!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody! Everybody!
What: It's a beach! There's fruit! Love in the air! Classy private rooms in the mountains!
When: From sunrise to midnight! (AND IT'S TODAY! FEBRUARY 18th!)
Where: Out on the beach, centered around the teleporter/tunnel exit area. But it feels like July out there! Ain't that just the shit?
Summary: Summary? Why does this need a summary. I said everything up there. And then I'm gonna say even more after this. Why do we need this field? Seriously, anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
Rating: KEEP IT CLEAN, KIDS. Take your dirty smut to an appointments post!

Long Ago In A Distant Land, Akai, the fully functional fonbot, unleashed a fairly standard mod post. But a foolish player kept asking questions and come on, do you really need to know that much? Now everyone wants to play out their ships and get into fruit shenanigans and undo to evil that is AKAI.

((No, but seriously guys, look at the mod post, you know what to do. Everything you need is there. Mass log post, remember to tag your characters name here, and do your thing.))

OH YEAH! So like, assume there is stands (or you know, beach-appropriate huts) here and there that are stocked up on bathing suits (and curtains you can change behind), stands with beverages, and snacks. Nobody's really operating them, new stuff just gets Shifted there (BUT ONLY IF YOU'RE NOT WATCHING). The Malnosso are the most considerate bro-ginization ever.

Comments

[fleurdesel]

Quite a while. You're still doing well, I see. [Now why on earth she hadn't recognized him to begin with...ah.] Growing your hair out?

[relictusdeus]

...Does it please you? [Forever the tease.]

[fleurdesel]

It is more becoming on you than it ever would be should you cut it short. [Adele chuckles and nibbles on another slice of the fruit.]

[relictusdeus]

[He cocks his head, letting his eyes gently fall shut as if to better enjoy the compliment.]

Indeed. That would not be very... flattering... now would it? [With a murmuring laugh, he takes another big bite of his own fruit, delicately sweeping up the juice on his with his fingers. Of course, he licks the juice off his glove and then pauses to trace his serpentine tongue along the contours of his lips appreciatively.]

And... who, pray tell, have you been seeing in my absence, my dear woman~? Surely you have not spent your nights alone.

[fleurdesel]

Though should you grow it out too far you're in danger of it being caught, curled, or be-ribboned by someone that does not know to leave well enough alone. [She returns his smirk with one of her own, slicing another portion of the fruit when her slim blade and eating it right off the edge.]

The same man I've been seeing since I arrived here, devil. He's been a little more affectionate this week, that is all.

[relictusdeus]

[He watches her eat off the knife's edge.]

Oh~, has he? [He narrows his eyes, thinking hard for a moment.] A pity... I seem to have forgotten his name. In fact... I do not believe we have been formally introduced. Shame on you, wench, to speak so fondly of a man and yet, never to have us meet. Wish to keep him to yourself, do you? Do you fear that I may pry him from your fingers?

[fleurdesel]

Stark, devil. Tony stark. And I have not introduced you to him for the very same reason I haven't introduced you to my housemates- No shirt? No introduction. While I am not bothered by it I'd rather not give Tony, or Helios, cause for alarm. Though for Tony it would be less alarm and more fuel for mockery which you do not deserve.

[relictusdeus]

Hnph - please. [He gives a dismissive wave his hand.] I have lived in the company of hellish beasts for a good number of years. [After a beat, he adds:] Whatever I receive, I am all too glad to give in turn. Of course... this you already know. [A cunning smile.]

[fleurdesel]

I would rather you make some sort of attempt to get along with them, or at least be civil. Just because one is accustomed to beasts and derisive remarks doesn't mean you should have to endure them here. A new world, a new start, remember?

[relictusdeus]

Civility?

[He repeats the word with some measure of contempt before breaking into a bitter laugh.]

This may be a new world, but think you that anything has changed? Deep in the hearts of many a 'good' man and woman is darkness and cold-blooded savagery. I assure you, the God-fearing people among us would have their own neighbours burn to death on the mere suspicion that they are in league with the devil.

[fleurdesel]

Yes yes, I'm a bitter tormented soul, eternally persecuted so I may as well revel in the shock value of my behavior because if I push others away by acting as society dictates then they won't hurt me first.

[She snorts and cuts another piece of the fruit, offering this one to Isaac.] This contemptuous diatribe of yours was old the first time I heard it devil.

[relictusdeus]

[Thank goodness for that slice - something about it seems to pacify him.]

Impudent little wench! [He snorts softly.] Your tongue shall land you in trouble one day soon.

[fleurdesel]

If it infuriates you so, you are welcome to leave. Still, you harp on and on, and I know better than most that a lifetime of habits cannot be changed overnight but...small steps. It would be better for you to try to let some of this bitterness go, not everyone here would wish you harm simply for your eyes, hair, or magical abilities.

My tongue's already gotten me into trouble, it's how we became friends, remember?

[relictusdeus]

They cannot be trusted.

[What is left unsaid is that Adele is one of the few people whom he feels he can trust. He glances aside, his lips curling upwards at the memory of their meeting.]

No matter. Come, tell me more of this glorious Tony whom you adore.

[fleurdesel]

I'm the last person that will ever tell you to be less paranoid. [She lifts a shoulder and starts to wander to a copse of trees for the shade, still nibbling on the fruit.]

Glorious? Do not let him hear you address him as such devil, it will inflate his ego all the more.

[relictusdeus]

Ah, a vain creature. Is he beautiful? I expect nothing less of a man who thinks so very highly of himself.

[fleurdesel]

Beautiful? No. He is brilliant, though, and that alone buoys his ego. Though I wouldn't call him hideous either...Tony is handsome, well built. And talented in bed.

[relictusdeus]

[OH HO HO, this piques his curiosity. One can just tell from the way his gaze sharpens with interest - and just look at that roguish look on his face.] Really. [A beat.] Do forgive me my skepticism. I have been with many men whom were... lacking, you understand.

[fleurdesel]

As have I devil, but Tony? Most certainly knows what it is that he is doing. Then again that is predominantly due to his previous promiscuity in his world...

[She knows her luck. She knows it well. There is no way she'd let herself fall for the same kind of bastard a second time...is there?]

[relictusdeus]

'tis the nature of a man to... run about, scattering his seed, if you will. Very few will be constant.

[fleurdesel]

That is a very comforting thought. Thank you. What disturbs me most is I cannot truly remember when I came to care for him as I do.

[relictusdeus]

[He makes a noise of contempt.] Tch. Feelings are far more trouble than the worth one may think them to possess.

[fleurdesel]

On that much we are agreed. [Once at the copse of trees she settles down, cutting herself another slice of fruit.] So that is my love life, as it stands. How is it that you've been filling your time?

[relictusdeus]

In ways not quite as thrilling I would like. It has been terribly boring. Most... do not much appreciate my sense of humour.

[He can't resist a little chuckle.]

[fleurdesel]

Your scathing and vicious sarcasm isn't to most people's liking? Why, I never would have guessed it. [She huffs a soft laugh and offers Isaac more of the fruit.]

They just need to learn to be equally scathing in return. Or learn not to take such commentary personally.