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Billy Cranston ([personal profile] morphitudinous) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-06-13 12:00 am

Fire Flies and Water Flows at Sunset. [Open]

In the aftermath of a rather unusual experience in the hotel lobby that morning, Billy was not exactly enamored with the mega-hotels with amenities upon amenities crowding the shoreline of the main island. After conducting all the business he could before store closing (and making sure he had enough savings to last the few days), he chose to retire to a more remote location to think.

The cluster of quiet cabanas he'd located on one of the side islands was perfect for that purpose. True, there were no on-site spas, shopping centers, restaurants, or other facilities, but all he really needed was a simple room with access to the island breeze. The surrounding palm trees, central quiet pool, and peaceful beaches were positives as well. It was so remote here that he'd even been able to park right next to his cabana. How convenient.

Once check-in was completed, it was time to think. Helpful attendants sporting tropical shirts suggested the quiet pool located next to the fire pit, where a mysterious event was due to occur at sunset. Billy went along with them unresistingly, and sure enough he was immersed in the water as the twilight filled the sky. There were perhaps ten other people milling around in the pool, all seemingly waiting for something spectacular to happen.

And it would, given a few minutes and the right spark.

((OOC: These cabanas, as it turns out, are second only to love hotels in popularity for couples. Billy is about to find out why. Feel free to mix and mingle in this post, or use the setting in your own posts.))

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-06-13 12:57 pm (UTC)(link)
She'd placed all of her purchases back at the hotel, and had taken to wandering a little by herself. It was definitely an eventful few hours, and she was happy to take a little time out of the hustle and bustle of it all: it could be pretty tiring. Right now, she liked the idea of having a little time of quiet, and so she'd gone over to where the pool was, and was pleased to see there were hardly any people here.

Well, hardly any. She spotted Billy, and have him a wave, settling down next to him. She hoped he didn't mind her coming over to talk.

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-06-13 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was just wandering," Katara admitted. "I got to shop today, play in the water with my brother like old times, and then I'm going to go to one of those nightclubs in this place. Before that, I kinda figure I'd take some time to myself."

Katara had every intention of doing that...a lot had happened in only a few days, and no amount of shopping or dancing was going to make her forget that.

"Sunset event? What is it?"

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-06-13 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I've been dancing with my teacher Arha a lot," Katara said, "and waterbending has a lot to dow ith dancing and steps if you really break it down. Mostly, I'm looking for something that's just fun. I have no idea what kind of music people listen to in thsi world though, so I'll just have to be surprised."

Katara shrugged. "In that case, I might as well sit by you and find out what's going to happen. I have time to kill." She wondered what was the big deal about secrecy though. People in other words could sure act weird.

"How's Renne?"

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-06-13 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Katara grinned. "It's one of my favorirte things. The last time that I remembered really enjoying dancing is a little hazy though: I think it has something to do with those memories that Stacy hides. But everytine I dance, its like...like I'm releasing myself a little bit, you know?"

The nightclub would be her first of course, but it would give her a chance to try those strange glowing clothes that she'd bought with Nura. She also saw some movement out of the corner of her eyes, but ignored it.

"I'm sure he will," Katara said. "I've talked with hi after the tower incident. He really does care a lot about you."

Her mouth widened as the flash dominated their view. "WOW."

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-06-13 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Katara reddened, but she smiled. "Its probably not anything another person couldn't do, but I like it. It calms me down, and I feel at one with everything arpund me. There's nothing like dancing for me...if inventing something gives you the same joy, I'm jealous!"

She personally hoped she would see Renee too: she missed the little guy.

Her mind was blown at seeing all of the flashing lights and all of the different colors. Being so used to Stacy and being from her workd, lots of colors was a new thing for her, and she couldn't help but stare in awe. It aws all so beautiful, she wished she had a wayof preserving it all somehow.

"How are they doing this?" She asked Billy.

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Katara laughed to hereself. "How it makes us feel is probably the same, but the way is priobably different, right?"

Those were all pretty interesting theories, but there was no real way that she could understand all of it. Billy had more of an idea of what caused stuff like this, and if he didn't know, maybe it was magic somehow. A different kind of magic, of course, but some just the same.

As if reading his mind, Katara offered him a hand. "Wanna go for a swim?"

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Katara grinned. When Billy pushed off, she leapt high in the air, gave a twist and then fell gracefully into the pool. The taste however...was something to be desired.

"Bleh!" Katara said, rising up and spitting out the water. "What the heck did they DO to this water? It tastes all funny!"

Hunting Wabbits

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
GLaDoS had rightly pissed him off.

See, it had promised cake but it never delivered. Briefly, from that, Renne wonders if this GLaDoS thing isn't a human in disguise. Still, the thought is squashed down when he thinks of a certain couple of Humans. Three to be exact and one of those three, of course, is immortalised in plushie form.
Which is, unsurprisingly, tucked under an arm.

Mentioning said human....

Shhh. Be vewy, vewy quiet. We're hunting Billy-Wabbits.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
He knows the sound of water, be it in nature or a confined, man-made structure. Either way, the oddity keeps somewhat clear of it for the sheer fact that he can't swim. Not being able to swim just yet can at times, pose some potential dangers.

Still, he cannot resist hunting or pouncing a particular species of Wabbit. And this wabbit? No warning. Just a gentle pounce and nudge from behind.

Eat dirt, Elmer.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Rrrrraowrrrr. Heee!"

A mock-rowr, a hair ruffle and yes, a nuzzle. Can he claim that shoulder, Billy? He's moving slowly now, to avoid any falls into giant pools of water that have this beastie a little intimidated.

"Eeee. Gad-off thin-g noh go-t ca-ke. So Rrrr-enne fin-d thin-gs, ma-ke ahn-d tehll Gad-off, 'Bi-te Rrrr-enne!'"

Chirp.

Yeah. Mean GLaDoS.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Eee. Bu-t Rrrr-enne noh feel Bee ge-t hurrr-ted." Chitter.

Purring, the oddity crawls down and curls into his favourite position on the Human's lap. If said Human doesn't mind, that is. Of course, down here, expect nuzzles and large-cat-style purring.

"Gad-off ma-ke rrrrun, ahn-d say yeu ge-t ca-ke. Bu-t noh ge-t ca-ke." A pause.

"Rrrr-enne noh le-t no-thing hurrrr-t Bee." He says this kind of thing often and means it. This is one Human Renne will fight for, even against the power of GLaDoS.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Eee. If Gad-off noh gi-ve ca-ke, Rrrr-enne ma-ke. Gad-off cahn go bi-te Rrrr-enne." Purrrrr.

Nuzzle. And of course, a reciprocating ear-skritch provided he can reach. Squeaking, the oddity's head finds its way to the Human's chest. He's smiling by now, with a paw curled into (or the equivalent thereof) whatever it is his Bee happens to be wearing.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-14 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Likely predictable by now, the oddity's skin flashes a good blush.

A squeaking chirp later, the embrace is readily reciprocated. He really, really feels good right now but doesn't wish to embarass Billy. Thus, a few minutes later, the oddity slowly lets go and twists his head toward the scent of the water.

He can tell where water is. Telling between a man-made pool and a lake? That's slightly more difficult.

"Eee. Is wah-terrr. Is la-ke?"