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King: Hey
King: Are you busy?

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King: Can I join you, then?

[ Wherever.... she is

It's certainly not HSS ]

[ Sponsored by Mountain Dew® & Doritos® is typing... flickers on and off the screen for a good few minutes and then-! DRUMROLL PLEASE. ]

Sponsored by Mountain Dew® & Doritos®; y bch

[ a minute later... ]

Sponsored by Mountain Dew® & Doritos®; *beach

Edited 2020-04-01 00:52 (UTC)

[ Good thing she followed that up because he was very confused.

But also, everything about this is concerning. ]

King: I'll be there in a bit.

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[ she's at the beach and half buried under the sand. her head and her tail and sticking out of it and she's just staring off into the ocean, chin resting on a little "pillow" she'd built up out of sand. she's cold, probably shivering, but she makes no move to try to warm up. ]

[ She'll probably hear the rumble of a motorcycle approaching, followed by the cut of the engine.

And not long after, soft footfalls in the sand as he approaches, a booze bottle coming into view as he drops it into the sand next to her. ]

... Hey.

[ if she hears it she doesn't act like it... even as the booze bottle drops into the sand alongside her. ]

Hi.

I'm just enjoying the beach.

[ Is this what enjoyment looks like?

He reaches out to brush his fingers along her cheek. ]

...

You're freezing.

I'm not that cold. [ she's a liar. ] I like it out here...

[ He flops down next to her in the sand, enough that she'll no doubt feel his body heat. ]

Well, I guess I'll just have to warm you up.

[ she's mostly buried in the sand. her tail and head are out though! so he can start there, but he's probably not going to make much progress. ]

...eh, it's ok. I'm alright, King. And you don't like the cold either. I'll just end up taking all your body warmth.

[ What's that? He didn't hear because he's rolling over to flop directly on top of her. ]

Hmm?

[ shifts a bit beneath the sand. whelp.
guess she's trapped now. ]

[ her tail flits back and forth a bit anxiously. ]

I'm okay, King, really. But thanks for coming out.

Even if you're fine [ which she transparently IS NOT ], I came because I want to be with you. That's all.

... [ and that earns a small smile. ] thanks, King.

[ gently does a bap with her tail. ]

I only have one Queen.

... No offense to the cat, of course.

[ Now don't mind him as he brushes some of this sand out of the way so she can warm up properly. ]

...heh. She's not around to hear you say it, so no harm no foul.

[ once he's brushed some of the sand off of her she sits up and moves alongside him, taking a seat, proper, and leaning into him. shuts her eyes and sighs, coiling her tail around herself and shivering. ]

I think she'd forget about it after a few treats and ear scratches.

[ The wing closest to her unfolds and presses against her back, his arm going around her waist to drag her in. ]

[ manages a bit of a laugh. ]

I think you're right. Better have some ready when you go back to HSS.

[ she's more than happy to get dragged in. he's definitely nice, warm, and welcoming, so she snuggles as closely as humanly possible. ]

You sure I wasn't interrupting anything?

Why do you assume that?

[ ... ]

I was beating my own high score in that rockets-and-aliens game for the hundredth time.

[ So. Yeah. ]

I was just asking...

[ looks back to the water. ]

...

Hey.

[ Reaching out to tug on a strand of her hair, gently. SURELY that should have earned a comment about knocking out his score, or "get gud", or something?? ]

What happened? You know I'll listen if you want to talk.

[ looks at him, tilting her head. she doesn't make a comment about the scores. the thought doesn't even cross her mind. she's not feeling particularly playful right now. ]

[ shakes her head. ] ...thanks for the offer, but your company is plenty, King. I'm just here to clear my head and stuff. [ she's trying not to let her emotions get the best of her, basically. ]

Okay.

[ He accepts that answer easily enough, tilting his hand to run his fingers through that hair instead. ]

... Maybe I should have brought a blanket instead of alcohol.

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