http://browncoatdevil.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] browncoatdevil.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-03-20 12:10 am

Some Beach... [Totally OPEN!]

It was going to be like the much needed vacation stuck on a ship with people from all forms of live in the middle of the Black. What better way to take a quick break than to go to the sensoriums and ask Stacy for the most tropical place that she could think of that was crew friendly? It was perfect. That was all Gwen could say as she stretched out on her beach chair soaking up fake sun resting on the fake sand as the fake crystal blue water lapped at the empty beach.

Okay sure none of it was real but it was as close as the red head could get and she was going to enjoy every single minute of it. The fact that there was plenty of room for others to come and enjoy it was just what she possibly thought everyone needed. So Gwen had sent out a text over the waves for people to come on up and bring their sunscreen for the fun that could be had. There was a wetbar not far up nestled under the large palm trees and tropical plants with their own virtual bar tender, heck there was even a place to rent a surfboard or boogieboard if no one was daring enough to test the waves. Thankfully she had asked Stacy to leave the sharks out. No one wanted to reenact the movie Jaws while they were there.. she hoped. Even an empty volleyball court was just down the way waiting on someone to take up a game or three.

Everything was... perfect.

With a pleased little smile Gwen settled back against her chair only adjusting the large sunglasses once. Yep. This was the life.

[identity profile] redheadcarrier.livejournal.com 2010-03-20 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, that's OK, Tycho. Honestly, he should be more concerned about what she's wearing. (http://cosplay.lightchan.com/images/2009/06/kipiasukalangleysoryucosplay.jpg) She blinked up at him and carefully lifted her sunglasses to make sure she was seeing who she was seeing. Great. She scowled at him and dropped her sunglasses.

"What do you want? Sir."

The sir sounded more like a threat then an actual title of respect.

[identity profile] sonofalderaan.livejournal.com 2010-03-20 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Honestly," Tycho shrugs. "I was hoping to enjoy the beach a little, say hello to Gwen, possibly meet some more of my crewmates."

He sighs as he looks down at Asuka- he takes in her swimsuit, and honestly, he isn't the least surprised by it. "It was entirely a coincidence my running into you here," he offers.

[identity profile] redheadcarrier.livejournal.com 2010-03-20 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
Asuka sighed in exasperation and sat up, leaning on her elbows. "Can't you go enjoy something else? I was here first."

[identity profile] sonofalderaan.livejournal.com 2010-03-20 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
You aren't helping your case with his view of your maturity Asuka :| Tycho raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment, even though he was sorely tempted.

"I was planning to continue on my way," he conceded. Up the beach, he though he spied another red head, this one belonging to Gwen.

[identity profile] redheadcarrier.livejournal.com 2010-03-21 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Good." She wanted to add in a snide comment about how he was in her sunlight, but thought better of it. He was technically a superior officer, after all.

[identity profile] sonofalderaan.livejournal.com 2010-03-21 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Her incredible self restraint was noted. "I'm sure I will be seeing you later, Miss Soryu, when Wedge calls the squadron meeting," Tycho warned. "Until then, Force be with you." He turned and continued further up the beach.