OPEN RP POST

[sparklemagpie.livejournal.com]

The sun in shining!

The waves are crashing!
The seagulls are taking your hotdogs like the cocky b*tches they are!



IT'S BEACH PARTY TIME!

There's volleyball, fire pits, surfing and sandcastles!

GO HAVE FUN ON YOUR SHORE LEAVE MEATSHIP DENZIENS! STACY LOVES YOU EXTRA TODAY!

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[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

When she was up to her shoulders (which was really not that high, being slight and not that much taller than Slobo) and flailing with the disruptions of her connection to the ground, Sheeana let something go in her mind.

She awkwardly half-bobbed over to him, smiling. But when she spoke, the voice was of an older woman, motherly-sounding. "There's no secret to balance. You just have to get in tune with the waves."

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

In the DCU, when someone began speaking like someone else, nine times out of ten, it was bad.

The tenth time, it was Deadman, which was just annoying.

Slobo tense quickly, his muscles ready to spring into action, loss of balance overridden by raw strength. He stood in the waves, resolute, like a stone at a breakwater.

"You ain't Bright Eyes..." He said as he eyed Sheeana's form warily. "I got good hearin', and yer bein' more obvious than most." Ah, cultureshock.

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

"Perceptive. I am Sheeana's immediate predecessor, former Mother-Superior Darwi Odrade. Do not worry. She invited me so I could teach you both how to swim." She floated much more naturally now, as if she hadn't actually grown up on a desert planet.

Interiorly, Darwi found this whole thing cute. Do you hear what he calls you?

Don't make too much of it.

Ah, but it is my job to make much of my desert waif!

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

"Mother Superior?" Slobo's expression gave way to one of utter confusion. "Uh... Ya sure about that? She don't exactly look like any nun I ever seen... An' besides that... I mean, the swimmin' thing's important... an' I could probably use the tips, but how's she gonna learn if yer in her body?" When Deadman left someone, he took his knowledge with him, so this was a pertinent question to the second-to-last-Czarnian.

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

A soft chuckle from the woman as she floated onto her back. "Her muscles will remember. You must be from an era where female religious orders are assumed to be chaste. We Bene Gesserit, however, are not just famous as truthsayers and mystics but as..." There might or might not have been a purr in her voice, not the Voice of Command but a faint hinting at something "...concubines. Now relax your muscles and follow me."

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

Slobo relaxed and followed, though mentally remaining on guard. He had people in his head, too, but they didn't come out for chats or to teach at the Y. This was... fairly new for him.

"So... No oceans on yer world, huh?" He said almost nervously.

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

There were a set of motions, a common posture to swimming. She led him through them as if he were a first year acolyte. "Oh, I grew up next to the ocean. But Sheeana's world is...was a desert planet. There was no native water there."

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

"An' entire world of desert? Yeesh." He said as he started to get the hang of swimming. "Talk about yer 'sand in places sand shouldn't be'..."

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

She shifted over to half float half dog paddle on her stomach and face him. "Is that something you wish to find out?"

Stop that at once! Honestly, you are getting revenge on me for all the pranks I pulled on the teaching proctors, aren't you?

As you wish... And the Odrade-personality obediantly withdrawed...Leaving Sheeana sputtering as she lost her structure. It was a few seconds before she remembered what her muscles had just been doing and managed to somewhat float.

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

Slobo swam over, himself getting the hang of things, and eyed Sheeana warily again. After a moment, and her barely floating, he breathed a sigh of what seemed to be relief.

"Man, that's one neat, albeit creepy, trick, Bright Eyes. Ya got a lotta people like that in there?" He smiled. "Ya ain't gonna start goin' all Norman Bates on me, are ya?"

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

She managed to face him. Paddling as hard as she did would have exhausted anyone else but a Bene Gesserit could call on more from their muscles than others.

"Quite a few. Darwi was my mentor...Who is 'Norman Bates'?" Noone in Other Memory volunteered information on that name.

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

Slobo blinked. No water, AND no classic horror films? God. He wasn't the only one for whom the meatship was a step up.

"He's from the best horror movie of all time. A thing called 'Psycho'." He smiled warily, his mind picking up on a plan. "If I can find it, I'll have ta sit ya down and watch it sometime." The meatship equivalent of asking a girl to the movies. "Course, ya may have ta refresh my memory. Ain't sure how much of this we get ta take off the beach with us, if any."

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

"I doubt a holo intended to frighten would work on me. Within Other Memory there is every horror humans have committed. Our ancestors often did savage things to survive, or else they never would have been our ancestors in the first place, would they? Nevertheless it sounds entertaining." She awkwardly swam to him. "I will go with you and Darwi will remember this conversation. I'm going to try diving."