Galactica Point, mid-morning

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After a trip to the Perk to get lunch and then handwavily meeting Jarod to get the canoe, Isabel loaded the cooler and the dry bag Jarod supplied on board. With time to spare until Greg arrived, she sat on the sand, sipping her coffee and watching the waves.

[ooc: Open for interaction until Greg gets there. Then she's on a date OMG!]

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Greg wandered down to the beach promptly at ten, hands in his pockets.

"Hey," he called, smiling.

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Isabel smiled right back. "You're right on time." Wrinkling her nose she looked up at the sky. "I don't think we'll be do much swimming today."

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Greg looked up as well, and winced. "It won't rain on us," he decided.

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"Famous last words," Isabel chuckled. "When the monsoon starts, I'm blaming you." She finished the last of her coffee and got to her feet. "Ready to set sail? Or float, or whatever the appropriate word is?"

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"I was born ready," he assured her, looking at the canoe. "Even if I've...never actually canoed before."

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"Works for me." He grinned at her. "I barely know the island, so you're going to have to be the one ensuring we don't get lost."

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"It's an island. As long as we keep the land to our left, we should eventually wind up back here. The again," Isabel said as she studied the solid mass of the causeway. "We will have to turn around at some point to make it back here. Unless you feel like carrying the canoe over the causeway."

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"I think I'm good with not having to carry it over the causeway, yeah," Greg declared. "Though it'd be kind of funny if we ended up in some random spot and found a new species of weird animal or something."

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"It's Fandom, that's very much a possibility," Isabel pointed out. "I'd be satisfied with just spotting a teal deer, though. Or maybe some more gnomes. There's pie in the cooler." Smiling, she dipped her oar in the water and started to paddle.

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"There are deer that are...teal?" he asked skeptically.

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He followed suit, smiling at the fact that the dry bag lived up to its name, and quickly rubbed his hair dry.

Priorities, you know.

This, of course, left his hair sticking up in an even odder formation than usual.

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Isabel dropped the towel and using her powers managed to get her hair and clothes to the point that they were damp, as oppposed to sopping. "Want me to dry you off?" she asked as unable to resist, she ruffled Greg's hair.

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"...sure?" Greg ventured, smiling and rolling his eyes up to see if he could assess the ruffling.

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"It's looks fine," Isabel laughed as she quickly passed her hand over his clothes and got them mostly dry. "That was um...refreshing."

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"Yes, that was my intention," he replied, ever so smoothly. "I meant to refresh us. It seemed like a good idea."

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"There was no flailing here," he told her, blushing and unwrapping the sandwich to take a bite. "Though I think someone threw a few across the cabin. I slept through most of it."

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"I can see that happening," Isabel laughed. "It's not exactly like waking up with a cuddly teddy bear. Although maybe it is. Just not quite as cute." She unwrapped her sandwich and sprinkled it using the small bottle of Tabasco she'd stashed in the cooler.

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"They're not very snuggly, no," he said. "Though damn it, they try to cuddle as much as tiny little gnomes can. They're just not very cute."

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"No, no where near as cute as the bunnies," she agreed as she took a bite of her sandwich. "They were the epitome of cute. What with the hugging and the dancing. Sadly, the lure for cute, cuddley, weetiny bunnies seems to be unknown."

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"I'm not sure I believe in these weetiny bunnies," Greg told her. "I mean, were they like...insect-sized, except they were small rabbits? And they hugged?"

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"I've been known to play air guitar, I have a huge weakness for smart blondes, and my middle name is Bjarte," he replied smoothly. "There's like, one other person here who knows that, and that's just because he was being annoying about his name."

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"I'm honored then, that you'd tell me that," Isabel said sincerely. "Since we're sharing secrets I'll tell you that I have a great love of sappy romances with happy endings. I love to watch the stars. And my name used to be Vilandra. No one else knows that," she quietly as she looked out over the water.

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"Vilandra," he repeated softly. "It's pretty. I think I'll keep calling you Isabel, though. And Bjarte is Norwegian. My grandparents are from there."

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"I like being Isabel," she agreed. "Really? Have you ever been there?" Putting what was left of her sandwich aside, she stretched out on the blanket, resting her head in her hand.

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"Nope," Greg replied, wrapping the last of his sandwich as well. "But that's because they got booted from there because my grandpa got my grandma pregnant before they were married. No one in the Hojem - my mom's maiden name - family has been back since."