Fire Flies and Water Flows at Sunset. [Open]

[morphitudinous]

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.))

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[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee. Fish noh hurrr-t Bee." Chirp.

Pulling his foot back now, the oddity curls in a little at the question. Without speaking, a flash of a memory blinks by in one of those instant-for-a-second images. He had in fact, been found in deep water, once from being thrown and another from, bluntly, his own idiocy.
At the time, he'd been aboard the Tanar'ri Alus; his own stupidly innocent take on "piracy" leading him to believe he could simply catch up to a merchant ship and ask them nicely to "surrender booty". No, Billy, Renne does not understand what real piracy is like.

[morphitudinous]

"I know that now, but back then you couldn't pay me to approach a fish." For a moment, fond memories of his ridiculousness reign. Then it turns to Renne's memories, and Billy can only squeeze comfortingly.

I'm sorry. It wasn't your fault, okay? That was wrong.

After a brief thinking period, he proposes something else. "Hey...do you want to test out the water? I'll make sure nothing happens to you."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

One understand. Tanar'ri Alus was....strange ship.

"Eee. Bee got ki-ck big Fish in buhtt. Rrrraowrrr." A squeak later, the oddity gives the Human a burrowing nuzzle and a flash of Billy-blue blazes across his skin.

"Bee noh be hurrr-ted? Wha-t Bee do?"

[morphitudinous]

I can only imagine.

Nuzzling right back for a moment, Billy recalls: "I reminded myself that saving my friends meant the world to me. My fear couldn't stand in my way. So I charged ahead and fought with everything I had."

Fish still weren't his favorite creatures in the world, but he could grow to like them.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee! Bee do it, Bee is Soo-puhrrr Hee-rrroww!"

Squeak! Wait. "Superhero"? Blame Beastboy, really.

[morphitudinous]

Laughing, he has to ruffle Renne's hair in response. "I suppose you could say that."

When that settles, Billy looks out at the pool once again. He's contemplating the surface, every last ripple. Odd.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee, bu-t Bee is! Bee got Paow-urrr ahnd Bee is goo-d ahn-d Bee got ahrrrmourrr ahn-d BIG po-nee!"

Squeak-chitter.

[morphitudinous]

Hmm. The other resort goers are giving them odd looks now. Shaking his head, Billy smiles slightly.

"I just don't like to engage in blatant self promotion."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee?"

Yep, that's the confused squeak. Surely you know what that sounds like by now.

[morphitudinous]

"It means that I don't like to think of myself as great or more important than I really am."

That's all, although he's sure Trini could have done a better translation job.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Bu-t Bee is goo-d."

Ohh, now he's really, really confused and perhaps because of that, he repeats words spoken to him a long time ago. Words that, when associated to himself, he hasn't believed.

"Bee noh ah-spend-buhll. Noh neh-verrr."

[morphitudinous]

Renne gets a quick ear-skritch in response. "And neither are you, mister."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee."

How easily you get that squeaking blush outta him. The blush and a nanosecond of deja vu, a nanosecond of a reminder from way back when. That nanosecond passes quickly though and yes, a paw comes up to try and reciprocate.