Event Log - Love at the Lake

[lucetimods]

Who: All you people, can't you see, can't you see?
What: Part two of el evento del amor, the lake festival
When: March 1st
Where: The Southern Lake
Summary: An absolutely ordinary week in Luceti ends on a high note, with a festival to tickle everyone's fancy.
Rating: up to PG-13, or take it off-comm please

Comments

[etherealblast]

....You saw better?

[First he admits to gawking at the spectacle he and Albel had made of themselves, and now he's calling him a poor kisser?

Aleos is toeing the line, there.] Do you make a habit of gawking at people like they're your personal peep show?

And I'm not the one who's bad at it, you know.

[halflived]

Not spectating, some couples simply don't care that they're doing it in sight of anyone who happens to be nearby. And noises can be hard to ignore. [Toeing the line is a way of life he abides by, Fayt. Welcome to it.]

So you and your partner were simultaneously bad?

[etherealblast]

He was bad. He was!

[Geez.]

Do you even know what good kissing looks like?

[halflived]

Sure thing... [All he knows is that it looked like you were about to make Bad Decisions. Or would he rather not have been interrupted?]

... And maybe I do.

[etherealblast]

Sure you do.

[No, he would have preferred it never happened, and he fully expects Aleos to never, ever mention this again. Experiments don't count.]

[halflived]

I think seeing my brother greet his wife counts, wouldn't you say? [Then again, the sheer intimacy of the two being together made him feel intrusive. With a sigh he shakes his head, going quiet for a moment with an almost thoughtful expression.

It lasts only a moment before he starts shrugging off his sweater, careful in removing it from the sleeves before throwing it onto Fayt unceremoniously.] The water seems to be doing you some good at least, but I think it might still be cold.

[etherealblast]

Depends, do they do that kind of kissing around you? [He catches the sweater, tugging it around himself with a grimace as the dry cloth immediately clings to his soaked clothes and skin.]

Thanks..... Got to admit I'm glad it stopped there, at least.

[halflived]

That would depend on the type of intimacy you're thinking of, I'd only learned he was married the day before I was dragged here. [Aleos shrugs, crossing his arms and glancing around awkwardly.

It probably didn't help that Fayt had mentioned the incident he had just had a hand in stopping—glad it stopped there?] You weren't... actually trying to get far, were you?

[etherealblast]

....You didn't know he was married? [Ouch. That sounds.... awkward. He'd thought Aleos was in close contact with his brother, at least.]

And we're not discussing what I was or wasn't trying to do.

[It was a shift alright. Or... something. At the time, though, he really hadn't been intent on stopping anytime soon, mortifyingly enough.]

[halflived]

There were a lot of things I didn't know apparently. [And he shrugs again, reaching over to half-ruffle Fayt's hair. Please don't pry more, he's in a pretty decent mood.]

Then how about we discuss getting you dry? I don't think that sweater will hold out for very long.

[etherealblast]

[Wow, that's a role reversal. He shakes his head beneath that hand, though, sending water spraying all over Aleos with the motion. He won't pry about the brother thing with how avoidantly he's phrased his response, but he will file the information away to poke at later.]

Sounds like a plan to me. maybe one of those booths still has some blankets left.

[halflived]

[Rude, does he look like he wants to be wet? Not that he says anything about it beyond blinking in surprise a few times.]

You should probably go find it now then, before all the couples do. Or you can raid the cabins, too. [Which would also be rude and risk walking in on something.]

[etherealblast]

...The cabins work too. They probably have bathrooms and towels.

[Maybe even hairdryers. Hey, a guy can hope right?]

[halflived]

... Do you plan to take a full-on shower in there? [Not that it would be a bad idea, but it doesn't really do much for the wet clothes situation.]

[etherealblast]

Maybe? It's going to take a while for my clothes to dry. [He shrugs, considering.]

I was actually hoping they might have hairdryers though. A long shot, but it'd be a lot faster than a towel.

[halflived]

That does sound like a long shot. [... You know what, maybe he should hand the hot chocolate over, too. It still felt plenty warm enough as he shoves it in Fayt's hands.]

But you do whatever you need to do to avoid a cold, because those are always unpleasant.

[etherealblast]

[Fayt takes the hot chocolate, but he pointedly doesn't drink it. He had a suspicion....

At least it was warm.] Hope springs eternal, right? But really, I'd just be glad for someplace warm and dry.

[halflived]

[Drink it or not Fayt, just don't go throwing it in his face or he'll call upon his good friend the earth again.]

Then let's get going finding you that warm and hope, shall we?

[So he can intervene if Fayt does something regrettable again.]

[etherealblast]

Right. [He grins a little, shrugging to get the hair out of his eyes before heading off in the direction of the cabins. There had to be a few free of occupants, right....?]

[halflived]

[Hey if Fayt wants to go breaking in to cabins to find blankets, that's fine by him. But he is not going to be the one checking to see if there is anyone inside.

He's just the self-designated guardian of what's left of the guy's dignity, following after him closely.]