http://thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-06-12 03:31 pm

Shore Grumpiness [OPEN]

Shore leave! A time to kick back, enjoy the sights, play around in the great weather, and maybe go swimming. Unless you're Satori.

Satori had, until coming to the ship in the first place, spent her entire life underground. After that, it had been the artificial glow of the ship. This place was, in fact, the first time she had ever come in contact with a real sun. It was too damn bright.

Nevertheless she had come down, both on principle and because hey, anything to get a change of pace from Stacy. Thus, she found herself down on a beach, parked on a towel under an oversized beach umbrella. In her hands was a glass of something that had been described to her as "iced tea," although she was beginning to question the validity of the "tea" part. Nevertheless, it was real, so she sipped it slowly, squinting into the eye-searing brightness of the sunlight shining down on the swarms of people all having a great time running around and playing in the ocean.

She was already starting to miss the caves.
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[personal profile] morphitudinous 2010-06-13 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Billy had no intention of staying on the beach for too long. It was strictly a shortcut to the next supply area he needed to scope out. There were far too many hazards lurking here: strange sea creatures from the deep, tidal waves ruining glorious sand masterpieces, and the ever-present threat of being spotted by someone personally invested in getting him to stop working.

As he walked, he couldn't help but spot a young woman he'd seen on the ship looking distinctly out of step with the happy beach environment. Almost like him. Was there something she'd rather be doing? He noticed her squinting---oh, he knew how that was. Making a note of her location, he strolled up the beach and purchased some shades from a nearby stand. A simple, sleek, and efficient pair. While he was at it, he found lenses that would attach to his normal glasses and slipped those on as well.

Not expecting much of a response, he walked back toward her umbrella, staying outside the usual personal space bubble. "Here," he offered the simple shades. "It's not quite as uncomfortable when your eyes aren't being strained by excessive light."

Her two light-detecting ones, anyway.
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[personal profile] morphitudinous 2010-06-13 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Sunglasses are a vital invention where I come from. I'm just glad they're available here too."

Pleased that she seemed to be a little more comfortable (hey, he did something right!), he smiled slightly and moved to the side to avoid obstructing her view of the seascape. If she was as busy and out of place as he felt, he thought she probably wouldn't want annoying strangers taking up her time. He'd just answer questions if asked and offer one last word from one stressed beachgoer to another.

"If you weren't coerced into spending the day here, there are quieter beaches on the smaller islands. I haven't had a chance to visit them yet, but the ferry's not too far from here."
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[personal profile] morphitudinous 2010-06-13 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
That was interesting, and it definitely sparked some genuine curiosity (and sympathy for the uncomfortable environment). "You never experienced one? Or was it further away from your planet's surface? The climate's somewhat hotter than my location on my former planet, but massive shifts in temperature and brightness are always unpleasant."

He looked curiously at her, all concerns about getting work done, being caught by his personal Fun Patrol, and general anxiety forgotten. Getting to know this person for a few minutes seemed like a better idea.