(RQ) rock it, roll it
Zeph
Vervain Calob
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#1
to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
"So let me get this straight."

It's dark and the tide is out, Vai hopping on bare feet over the rocks of the Rainbow Road, her pants rolled up, her hair pulled out of her face in a sloppy bun.

"We're out here in the middle of the Rainbow Road at night while the stars are shining overhead. So we can collect... rocks. And this is going to stop the monsoons being so bad?"

It sounds ridiculous no matter how many times she says it, hence her checking with Zeph to make sure that she's definitely got her facts straight. "Do you think they have to be big rocks? Or will any old pebble do?" Leaning down, she scoops a flat pebble into her hands, sighing at the tide so far away.

"It's a shame. A lot of these are good for skipping."
Vervain
Zephyr Kawaianu
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#2
you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
"The gods work in mYStErIouS WaYs." The words might seem reverent, but your tone certainly isn't, nor is the way you roll your eyes and waggle your fingers mystically. Fuck if you know why Safrin needs a bunch'a rocks gathered at midnight to keep monsoons at bay, but hey, if it works you aren't going to complain. You've got your pants rolled up too, fuzzy calves proudly on display, and a light sweater pulled down over your usual buttoned linen shirt. Low tide it may be, but the Deepfrost night is chilly by the water whether or not you're wet.

It's a beautiful night for it, at least, all cloudless and starlit and quiet as a dream. "'Spose we got one big'un an' put it in the bag - reckon that'd work?" You bend over to scoop up a particularly irregular rock, rough feet moving over rougher lava as you follow behind Vai, coming to a stop at her side and displaying your new find.

"Look- I found a perfect one." The stone in question is roughly phallic with a lump at the bottom, and not subtle at all. "Think it'll satisfy Safrin, yeah? I'd say our work here's done."
zeph
Vervain Calob
Huntress / Witch

Age: 44 | Height: 5'9 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood
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#3
to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
She snorts, not just at his remark - glancing sidelong at Zeph, it's just in time to see the wonderfully large, hard rock that he presents to her. "I think it just might," she says, a smirk curling across her lips. She holds open the bag for him to deposit the rock inside. "But just in case, perhaps we should collect a few more pebbles. Wouldn't want the lady of stars not to have a choice, would we?"

Since they are taking this most perfectly phallic stone along with them, though, Vai offers out for Zeph to take over in holding onto the bag. It's heavy now, so obviously her man will want to be a gentleman and grab it, right? Vai is just giving him the opportinity before he decides it himself. In the meantime, she darts off across the lava, starting to gather smaller stones that have been equally painted by the starlight.

"Would you count this as a date?" She grins, clearly pulling his leg. Have they resorted to collecting pebbles for their romantic ventures?
Vervain
Zephyr Kawaianu
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#4
you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
You do indeed take the bag, valiant and chivalrous creature that you are, slinging it over your shoulder with a muted grunt. When you look up again it's to see her darting away, a regular sea nymph (or siren, really, where you're concerned), as comfortable in the pool as if she's been born there. It leaves a crooked, vulnerable smile on your face, one you shake off a second too late as she turns those dazzling eyes back your way.

"Nah, this is work". You're much less spry and spritely as you trudge off in her wake, extending the bag again for her to deposit the starlit stones. "Hard, gruellin' council work. Back breakin'. Hungry?" From your pocket emerges a very nice length of jerky, which you proceed to unwrap and extend towards her.

A bold move, considering the circling Hels- one of whom wastes no time in diving down, claws extended, a triumphant shriek piercing the lovely starry night as it narrows in on the salted meat.
zeph
Vervain Calob
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Age: 44 | Height: 5'9 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood
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#5
to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
"Ew, work?" Vai scrunches her nose and narrows her eyes a bit, clearly unimpressed with the romantic overtures their council duties have dared to take. But then Zeph produces jerky, and the gods know that Vai is food motivated. Work or play, at least there's food. "You know I am," she all but purrs, dancing back across the stones so she might take a bite of the snack.

Or at least, that's the plan until a greedy hel tries to take advantage of Zeph's generosity and forethought. And y'know what? Vai is having none of it. Glaring at the stars as the screech pierces the air, Vai raises a hand to cause a gust of wind to roar along in her wake. She aims to thoroughly throw the hel off track - and if possible, she'll even send it skittering across the sand. "And you can fuck off," she informs it.
Vervain
Zephyr Kawaianu
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#6
you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
She's a very food-motivated woman, you've found, and it's certainly something you can appreciate. You're too focused on the way her hips curve as she finds her balance to notice your approaching interloper - until the Hel is nearly in your hand, it's greedy little claws reaching out to pluck the meat stick from you. Rude.

Fortunately, your lady love is there to save you. Unfortunately you've already been thrown off balance by the onslaught of birds, and the gust of wind she throws your way is incredibly effective. The Hel goes (involuntarily) flying and you go falling right onto your ass, shallow water very quickly soaking into your pants.

Tailbone and ego bruised you blink somewhat dazedly at where the bird is rising off the sand, its feathers thoroughly ruffled. "Huh," you murmur, the jerky still carefully clutched on your hand. "Note t'self: don' get between a woman an' her meat."
zeph
Vervain Calob
Huntress / Witch

Age: 44 | Height: 5'9 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood
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#7
to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
Vai stands bathed in starlight with her hands on her hips, looking thoroughly victorious... for about a second and a half, before she realises what she's actually done. "Oh, fuck," she barks out, the curse partially obscured by laughter, and she's picking her way across the sand and the shallows to Zeph with her hands held out in placation. "I'm sorry! I'm sure you can make a joke about me sweeping you off your feet, right?"

Reaching out, Vai makes to grab his good hand to help haul him back to his feet, soaked shorts and all - and of course she leans in at the same time to take a bite of jerky. "It's a lesson well worth learning," she tells him, her voice muffled by meat (eyyy) as she steps back to draw him up next to her. "And let that be a warning to all the Hels out there. Anyway, rocks. Do we have enough rocks?"
Vervain
Zephyr Kawaianu
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Age: 42 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline
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#8
you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
Still a little dazed and bruised, you do not, in fact, make a joke (though it could well be argued you are the joke, today and most days of your life). Instead you simply shake your head, extending your empty hand up to hers even as she chomps down upon your meat. You look tired, maybe a little sore, and rather thoroughly unamused by the unjust assault of wind and birds and water on your ass. "Mmm," comes the grumbled reply as you rise onto your knees, "Dunno. Kinda lost track when I was, y'know, knocked onto my ass."

With that last bit your tone changes from disgruntled to mischievous. Now on your knees for leverage, you give Vai a sharp tug towards you (and the water), intending to send her off balance and into your lap. It's a rather terrible plan, probably, because it will inevitably wind up with you even wetter than before, but turnabout is fair play.
zeph
Vervain Calob
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Age: 44 | Height: 5'9 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood
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#9
to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
"Listen, I apologised. What else can I d-- ah!" Vai's voice is muffled by the jerky she's taken a bite out of, and it's a good thing she doesn't choke on Zeph's meat (ha) as he tugs her forward. Of course she loses balance, all but crashing into his lap with her laughter ringing across the beach. "This is not collecting pebbles for Safrin," she remarks to him, not that she sounds like she cares in the slightest.

And she doesn't, Vai looping her arms around his neck to gaze at him under the stars, bathed in pale light. Her smile softens - she can't help it - and she leans in to press a jerky flavoured kiss against the corner of his mouth. "You are lovely, you know," she tells him, kissing him again before lolling against Zeph as if determined to push him down in the wet sand. In for a penny and all that.
Vervain
Zephyr Kawaianu
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#10
you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
"Whaaaaat? 'Course it is. Look, pebble." From the sand you produce rock which had been previously digging into your ass, waving it in front of her face as though it were made of gold you personally shat. "An' if I just scoot a bit-" you wiggle underneath her, and it's very apparent you're currently commando, "-Mmm, yup. Plen'y more."

Then her arms are wrapped around your neck, and her pale skin glitters in the light of the stars, and damn you're distracted from hunting from rocks or the cold on your butt or anything else. Hell, you doubt very much that Safrin herself could distract you from the witch currently draped across your lap, pushing you down into the damp sand as you hungrily return her kiss. Of course you bring her with you, because you're a partnership and so on and something else and not because you want to see her shirt wet and the effects it has upon her chest.

Since you're thoroughly doused it's only fair that she be wet as well. Gently you attempt to nudge her into the water as well, keeping your arm under her head because you're gallant and shit. "See? Much better for lookin'," you murmur, letting your gaze rake brazenly over Vervain's body. "I already found somethin' more beautiful'n all th'stars in th'sky."
zeph
Vervain Calob
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#11
to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
Look, pebble. Vai scoffs and shakes her head, though she does take the pebble to add it to the bag of rocks they've collected so far. Then Zeph is scooting around and a feral sort of grin spreads across her face - of course he isn't wearing any underwear - as he gestures to yet more stones they might collect. "Well then, I stand corrected, don't I?" she murmurs, only to sharply inhale as the wet sand immediately gets to work on her shirt.

"You reckon?" she asks, not that she's expecting or caring about the answer; the water is cold enough not only to make her shirt wet, but to cause gooseflesh to prickle across her skin - and she's not wearing any underwear either, Zeph. His compliment earns a good natured shove, though it doesn't stop her from grabbing at the waistband of his shorts to pull him down further over her. "I swear, one of these days I'm going to find your little black book of corny pick-up lines, and you'll be doomed."
Vervain
Zephyr Kawaianu
Smuggler / Guildmaster

Age: 42 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline
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#12
you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
Pushed and pulled much like the tides, you find it almost unnerving how easily you move along with her playful shove, how natural and comfortable it all feels. It'd be fucking terrifying if it wasn't so gods-damned wonderful, so intoxicating, the smell and taste of her mixing with brine and salt, filling your senses to the brim. Your free hand runs possessively over her thigh as she pulls you closer, a growl seeping through your grin. "You love 'em," comes the absolutely confident murmur, muffled as you begin to press a chain of kisses into the curve of her neck. "Y'love me."

Three words you doubted you'd ever say or believe even a year ago. My, how times have changed.

You would have liked to pursue some more good adult fun, but the forgotten Hel seems to think this is a great opportunity to retaliate for the indignity done upon it. The descend down her body is interrupted by a strange sensation on the back of your head; "What th---?" you mutter, sitting up and rubbing your hair. And of course when your hand comes away it's damp and covered in an all-too-familiar white sort of liquid. "Oh, Frey's tits, you gotta be fuckin- BIRD!"
zeph
Vervain Calob
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Age: 44 | Height: 5'9 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood
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#13
to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
"Mm, I do," Vai agrees with him, her head tilting to the side to expose her neck further to his kisses. Her hands travel down his shoulder blades and the length of his back, and she's just about to give his backside a very enthusiastic squeeze when she hears, rather than feels, the tell-tale splat of a Hel taking its revenge.

It's all she can do not to burst out laughing, mainly because her beau tends to have a bit of a short fuse about this sort of thing. So instead Vai sits herself up, grabs a quick handful of pebbles and stuffs them into the bag, and that's that. "Oh no," she says, "looks like you might need to jump in the shower." And if it's anything like any of their other showers together, getting dirty might be the best thing to happen to him tonight.
Vervain
Zephyr Kawaianu
Smuggler / Guildmaster

Age: 42 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline
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#14
you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
The indignity. You're up on your feet, shaking your fist at the bird and throwing rocks as it cackles and flies away, not really wanting to hurt it but still keen on making your aggravation known. Fucker. Fucking bird. Fucking moment-ruining-shit-taking-flying-like-a-coward bird.

When it's no longer possible for you to even dream of hitting your assailant you at last turn back to Vai, who has dutifully collected the last of the pebbles (one hopes) and now suggests you need a shower, which is, unfortunately, true. Ruefully you reach up to touch your hair, lips puckering as you confirm that, yup, still wet with guano. Only one thing to do for it, far as you're concerned.

Carefully you remove your jacket and then unbutton your shirt, passing both to Vai with a "Hold these." Then you march out towards where the water's a little deeper, stopping when it comes up to your mid-calf and leaning forward to dunk your head under a small wave, emerging like a mermaid about to sing about joining someone's world.

That or a manatee attempting to gracefully breach.
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