Averi sighed softly to herself as she stepped out of her car. Shutting the driver side door, she stepped a few paces back and opened the driver side back door to grab a small bag. It may have been on the smaller side for messenger bags, but it was big enough for her camera and a few bags and viles for samples. On days like this, rainy and unwelcomed, she realized she had nothing to do at the acquarium and so she decided on a mission to the beach. Maybe she could discover a new species! Although, in all likelihood, she would probably just be making sure that the current ocean life wasn't being affected in some way. While she wasn't some kind of right wing activist, she would most certainly fight for the ocean and its ecosystem. Locking her car up, Averi stuffed her keys in her bag and hiked her way towards the shore; making sure to take off her shoes first so she wouldn't be dragging sand around in them. As she made her way to the waves, the rain was starting to get heavier and turning the sand around her into mud. With bare feet, she didn't care. Perhaps she should have brought a jacket of some kind though; to prevent her from getting sick. She had no idea how long she was planning on staying out in this weather, it would all depend on what she did -or didn't- find. It was almost guaranteed that she would catch a cold at the least, no matter how long she stayed outside. The wind off the waves, plus the rain, it was freezing being so close! If you were in the city it wasn't so bad. Of course, she wasn't the type to really conform to societal norms, so she didn't really care no matter what. At the water at last! Feeling the foam between her toes, Averi smiled to herself. While her ankles were covered in mud, she gave a high pitched squeal when the icy water splashed against her thighs. Jumping around the waves as best she could, she cleaned off most of the mud before starting to scan around for biological life.
"Willing zombies walk the streets Golden age, dead century Brothers, sisters, lovers, wh*res Casualties of long and lost wars Dead. dead. dead We're a degeneration Get it on The same old song Everyday it will be the same Listen to the song that still remains Under violent clouds we break No time for healing again and again"
Saoirse☥O'Crom Aoife♣︎Killough
Beach in the rain. Probably not her greatest idea ever, but where she was from, it rained a lot so there was no point in letting it hold you back. Besides, she was rather pale, so hopefully the rain meant she wouldn't fry to death. Or further to death? Just how alive or dead was she? She brushed those thoughts aside as she didn't really care right now. What she cared most about was how annoyed she was that this current culture had some stupid rule about public nudity, so you basically had to wear quick drying underwear when you wanted to be on the sand or in the surf. It was totally stupid and made absolutely no sense to her, but she had been here long enough to know that if she didn't comply, she might get arrested and jail definitely did not suit her style. Whatever. For now she would just quietly revolt by wearing the most revealing swim wear she could find. Of course, she was also wearing a matching scarf wrapped securely around her throat, but she was so used to them now she barely even noticed them. It felt excellent to feel the rain falling on her soft pale skin, and it really would have been perfect if it weren't for the fact that her belly kept grumbling."Quiet you," she grumbled as she sat down at the edge of the surf so that the waves would run against her skin. It was cold, but she was used to cold. She carefully lay down, trying not to disturb the scarf if at all possible. Her bikini top did little to keep her breasts from trying to break free, but that's what she got for having large ones and she rather much liked it. She put one arm under her head while the other one flopped onto her belly which jiggled for just a moment. She started massaging it, thinking maybe if she was nice to it it would stop complaining about being hungry. "Oi, was ah really the only one to think o this?" With no one around, her accent was thicker than usual.
"Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme Since nineteen-sixteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their guns In your head, in your head, they are dyin'"
Funds:$15
Relationship:Seeking
Mood:Bored/Hungry
Ooc:Sorry, I have always sucked at opening posts.
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2018 7:44 pm
Single ¤ 1121 Etoile ¤ $1000 ¨°`•.｡❀•⊰❁⊱•❀｡.•´°¨
◈Mᴏᴏᴅ: Heartbroken ◈Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: Someone in trouble? ◈Gʟᴀᴍᴏᴜʀ: N/a ◈Oᴜᴛғɪᴛ: Bundled up in warm soaking clothing
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Standing there on the beach with the rain showering all around her, it set a pretty good mood for the huldra. It had been a long time since Lola had last stepped foot on the beach, and with it came a lot of unpleasantness. It wasn’t the fact that she was getting soaked that was bothering her, it was something else. There were many memories along that beach—some good, some bad—but all of them now painful for different reasons. Lola didn’t want to think about anything that was sad, but it was hard not to when it was raining the way it was. She didn’t normally have a problem with the weather, but with a thunderstorm in the making she could feel her tail aching terribly. That pain only served as a reminder to how unwanted she currently felt.
“Maybe it was a dumb idea coming back after all,” she mumbled dejectedly. She had spent her first week back searching for the woman that had once held her heart. All she wanted was to apologize; she didn’t dare hope that it would ever be enough to get her back. Unfortunately, she wasn’t even allowed that closure. Maybe it was for the best she was nowhere to be found. Knowing herself, she’d probably get her hopes up. She tried so hard to be reasonable, to learn from her mistakes, but it felt pointless. She could wish and dream all day about finding love, but what good was it when she was nothing more than a monster hiding behind a pleasant smile?
The more she got lost in her own thoughts, the more Lola felt terrible about herself. She pouted and sighed. When she got frustrated she trudged through the thick, wet sand and kicked it about like a child might’ve. Before she spiraled completely out of control, however, she heard a shriek in the distance. Her head snapped up and a look of worry crossed her face. That was all it took to make her stop thinking about herself. Was someone in trouble? Her eyes scanned the beach to find the one that screamed, and once she spotted the potential source, she ran off in that direction.
The mudlike sand beneath her kept her from going full speed, but she still didn’t stop. She didn’t know what exactly was wrong, but the closer she got the more she questioned what she even heard. Her breath was heavy as she came up to the blonde woman—who didn’t seem to be in distress as far as she could tell— and stopped quite a bit away. “H-hey! Did you—“ she began to say in between panting, “hear that... scream?” She took a moment to catch her breath as she started a slow walk towards the woman.
With each step closer there was a bit more of a bounce in her step. “Phew— what a workout!” Flicking her soaked hair out of her face, she simultaneously waved to the woman with her other hand, a smile beginning to form. “I thought someone was in danger or something! Are you ok?”
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(¯ OOC: Introducing my sad little huldra! She’ll get happier don’t worry. c: _)
"No matter what happens, I'll live happily until the end."
Today Kalistia decided to go to the beach because the weather had been good earlier. She was quick to change to a blue swimsuit, excited for the first dip in the sea. For the occasion, she had taken the time to tie and braided her hair in the way that it would be convenient to move around. Around her, people walked around, enjoying the sun. She watched in amusement as a ball flew by, following by children who chased the ball. With excited steps, she moved towards the water, the speed increasing quickly.
The heavy rain was sudden. She only felt some droplets on her skins before it came pouring down. Her clothing clung to her body in an uncomfortable way and her hair heavy with water. She was quick to searched for a nearby beach umbrella to shield from the rain, but was unable to find any free spot.
It took a short while before she found an unoccupied umbrella. It was rather strange for it to be so, but she guessed it was due to the distance of it to the beach. The area here was rockier and had less sand. It seemed to be a suitable place for a walk or sight-seeing. Some birds flew past her in her trip to the umbrella, the majority of them looked like seagulls. She let out a sigh of relief when she got her cover. Through the haze of the heavy rain, she spotted a silhouette far away. Looked like someone, but she was not sure.
Current Mood: Happy ║ Current Company: N//A ╔════════════════════════════════════ (Oocsmile
Etana was certainly glad for the rain, while the day had been wonderful earlier the rain just made training harder. He ran along the ever softening sands, sword strapped to his back while he left imprints. His silken white hair dampening moment by moment as he continued his run. He wore no shirt, and only a pair of swimming trunks since he was planning to go for a swim a few miles out. It also gave those interested a good view of his toned form, the clear body of a warriors covered in scars and marks from intense training and untold millennia of war and battle. He took pride in it, considered it beautiful.
The rain didn't bother him, but it generally wouldn't bother a man used to being covered in sweat, blood, and even more blood. His golden eyes filled with a great determination "Nothing like some training!" and after this he'd likely go for a drink. The town had a few places for him to quench his mighty thirst as he had done yesterday with the lovely Ms. Le though he forgot to get her number. Silly him.
However as he ran he noticed a figure lying down for the wave to take her and jumped over her, landing gracefully on the other side. The man took a pause to look her over through the heavy drops "Ah miss!" he called "You should be quite careful! It is somewhat hard to see out here in the rains and you might get run over." he hopped in place, bringing himself to a stop as he placed a hand on his hips. He moved hair from his face as he looked down at her.
It was curious to see, and quite humorous...this town did have many strange beings.
"Willing zombies walk the streets Golden age, dead century Brothers, sisters, lovers, wh*res Casualties of long and lost wars Dead. dead. dead We're a degeneration Get it on The same old song Everyday it will be the same Listen to the song that still remains Under violent clouds we break No time for healing again and again"
Saoirse☥O'Crom Aoife♣︎Killough
She was practically asleep when she heard someone approaching rapidly. Before she could do anything, he soared over her; all she could do was let out a tiny squeak. Once he had cleared her, she sat up as quick as she could, though she kept a hand to her neck to hold things in place. Her ancient Irish rage was welling up, til she got a better look at the intruder. The rain did not effect her excellent vision in the slightest, and from where she sat she could see every scar over his chiseled body. Better, she could appreciate how the rain made his trunks stick to his body. She made no effort to hide the fact that she was looking him over. "That is true, I could get run over by someone. But is it really such a bad thing if it made a handsome man like you stop for a little bit? And if someone had tripped over me, I doubt it would be too much to ask for a substantial apology." With her luck, this was going to be some pansy boy who wanted a virtuous and celibate relationship long before any sort of flirting occurred. Oh well, if he was that type, it was probably better to scare him off now than for him to be disillusioned.
She stood up and approached him casually, trying her best not to be threatening or anything. "Well, I guess the near-roadkill ought to introduce herself, now shouldn't I? The name is Saorise. Kind of new to these parts, just in case you were wondering. And might I have the pleasure of knowing your name as well, sir?" Damn he was hot, it was even more intense when she got close to him. She held out her hand to him, though she would not argue if he shook it, kissed it, or did whatever. She had observed humans for a long time, but they still always fascinated her.
"Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme Since nineteen-sixteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their guns In your head, in your head, they are dyin'"
