Tarot Beach Party

[lady_moon]

There are those of the tarot who know how to set up for a party.

Ruin had spent most of the afternoon building the bonfire. He has carefully made it much in the way he would have with the villagers of his mortal life when they would celebrate the harvests. Charity, Unity, and Skill had spent most of the day setting up food, both their sorts of foods and the sorts the sentients would be expecting.

Moon watched it all with rapt fascination, her eyes on the marshmallows Skill told her firmly she isn't allowed to touch yet. But they're white and fluffy looking and Moon is curious. Mons barks at her, warning Skill, and Moon is shooed off.

It's Fortune who puts out blankets, spread all over the beach area for everyone to use. Moon watches her family set up for a party, for guests... real guests who are coming simply to come instead of for answers. She watches Fortune set down a large stack of very warm looking towels, and she grins.

Swimming. Damian will like the swimming.

Her wolves run up and down the beach in excitement, and Moon knows it's time.

Disappearing back to Milliways, she sets it up so people can come and go as they need to, pleased with herself and her family.

Comments

Re: In the Ocean

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Though Jason doesn't see it, Damian grins as he is forced to give the werewolf a head start. His own body surges into action a few seconds later. He does have the unfair advantage of not having to breathe, but he is also at least a little out of practice, not having swam in the last century with the sole exception of when Moon first brought him to this world. Perhaps that evens the odds a little?

Re: In the Ocean

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason is trying not to laugh as he pushes his body, trying to keep his lead. Thankfully the waves are helping him at the moment.

But having to breathe means he's getting winded easily in the surf, so Damian is gaining on him quickly.

Re: In the Ocean

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

It's not so much about winning for the vampire, but about enjoying the race. He doesn't mind that the waves are working against him. He just tries to catch up, smiling in the salt-water as he gains on Jason.

They are almost to the shore when he finally catches up, just in time for a large wave to crest with them. It basically means one thing:

May the best body-surfer win!

Re: In the Ocean

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Well at least he can do this! He and his friends were stupid enough when he was a kid to road trip to the beach when storms were blowing in.

He lands on the beach laughing, rolling to his back in the surf. Damn, that was fun.

Damn, is he tired.

Re: In the Ocean

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Damian hits the beach as well with a wide, open grin. He hasn't done that in far too many centuries!

He wasn't paying enough attention to figure out who actually won, but it doesn't matter much to him. He picks himself up just as another wave rolls around them. Making his way to Jason, he offers the wolf a hand up, still smiling.

Re: In the Ocean

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason takes the hand, sputtering slightly as the wave bubbles over him.

"God, that was fun. Why the hell are we in St. Louis with no proper waves anywhere?"

Re: In the Ocean

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

"An excellent question," Damian agrees, pulling Jason upright. He gives Jason the support the winded were needs, walking them along the shore.

"I'm not sure who won, but we'll just say you did, so I can call a rematch some other time. I propose you sit and rest. I'll bring you a drink and plate of food if you like."

Damian isn't a sore loser, obviously.