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The Beach - Wednesday Afternoon & Evening

It was too damn nice to be indoors, and Jon had far too much energy to be inside anyway. After getting the day off, he'd decided the best thing to do would be to head down to the beach. So he'd grabbed a small cooler with sodas and a towel and headed for the water.

Hey, swimming was a great way to work off the energy.

[As open as a casino on the Vegas Strip. BYOB.]

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After her date with Eric, Karla decided to change clothes and head down to the beach. She'd been meaning to spend some time there for awhile, and it seemed like the best place to work off some of those shivery, antsy feelings she'd had all day.

"Hey, stranger," she said with surprise, finding Jon there. "Looking to be alone? I can find another spot of beach to call my own."

Jon waved to Karla and grinned. "Everyone's welcome. So, how have you been?"

"I've been good. Busy. I'm Lady MacFinlay in the play in town. Just got back from a date. Busy with lots of things. You?" She started peeling off her top layer of clothing.

Jon watched for a moment before he realized what he was doing and then jerked his head around to stare out at the water. "Wow. You are keeping busy. I've just been slacking off compared to that."

"Slacking off how?" Karla was wearing a Kaeleeran bathing outfit under her clothing; two pieces in dark cotton. She vanished her outer clothing and sauntered down to sit next to Jon. "Wine?" she offered. "Kiss kiss." The sun was setting, but she stretched out on the beach anyway.

"Slacking off by skipping out on work to play at the beach or hanging around the dorms to play video games." That was the epitome of slacking off.

"Nope. That wine is evil. And I don't want to drown or something."

"Video games? What are those?" Karla asked. "And my wine is not evil. It's fun."

"Games that you can play on the computer, or on the tv through a games console. I think they have some in the common rooms." He grinned and nodded. "Fun in an evil way, because it makes me want to remove me head the next morning."

"I wonder if my new computer could do that," Karla mused. "I just got one from Turtle. And a cell phone. And the sun is shining right in my eyes." She sat up, half-leaning on Jon. "Can I steal those glasses from you for a little bit?" she asked, voice sweet as sugar.

Jon sighed and handed over the sunglasses, because it would be rude and totally against his good mood to say no. "Here. And probably, if she gave you one of the new systems."

"Thanks, Prince," she said, snuggling next to him in the sand. "Turtle did not sell me a big, fancy system. We decided to go with something basic, after I tried to find where the pen was located. How was I supposed to know that when people said they wrote papers on it, they didn't mean that they actually wrote on it?"

"Well, then you might be a bit limited as to which games you could run. I bet you could run Sims though. That would be fun for you." Maybe a bit therapeutic too.

"It's okay. Terms get new meanins all the time in my world."

"Sims? What's that and why would it be fun. So help me, O'Neill, if you say 'a game,' you will end up in the water before you can blink."

She snuggled a bit closer, and raised her hand to start tracing patterns on his legs. "I feel like I owe you an apology," she announced, "but I really dislike apologies. And I'm still a little miffed you missed my booth at the multicultural fair. But I feel I owe you one nonetheless."

Jon had to take a deep breath and remind himself that he was dealing with a virgin Queen here, who was probably getting hit pretty damn hard by the stuff going on. He would just have to work really hard on ignoring certain things.

"Well, I have a bit of an issue with others in my head, so, I apologize for not stopping. And Sims is a game, where you can create little charaters that look like people you know, and make them do whatever you want."

"I kind of assumed that's why, which is why I'm only a bit miffed," she said. Talking to Leto in the garden had helped her come to that conclusion. "If you'd seen me Saturday night, it would have been different." She frowned at him. "Though a call or explanation would have been nice." She continued to finger-walk, aiming for up his thigh, beyond his hip, and onto his arm. For some reason, she was paying more attention to that than the conversation.

"But that leads into the apology, which I suppose I should make now. I'm very sorry for certain assumptions I made about you and Jack. Seeing you on the boat together...I was more aware of just how...close?...you both are. I'm sorry I tried to give you advice when clearly I knew very little about the situation. It's just" she shrugged. "Queens try to take care of their males. It...hurts, a little, when they're hurting." Impulsively, she leaned up to try give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Jon was also distracted by the fingerwalking, which is why he didn't even notice the kiss until after it happened. And then he jumped up rather quickly and pointed toward the water.

"Um, apology accepted. I'm gonna go take a swim. You?" Hopefully the water was cold. Nice and cold.

He didn't have to ask twice. "Sure," she said, hopping up and running towards the water. "I loooove the ocean." Love was all drawn out and breathy. "Hurry up!"

Jon followed quickly and waded out into the water a bit before diving in. Not ice cold, but cold enough for him.

Karla didn't seem to mind the cold, even though her clothes were now clinging to her curves. Kaeleer hadn't really discovered modern swimwear yet. "Good idea!" she laughed, running up a staircase made of air. A few feet up, she spun around and executed a graceful dive into the ocean.

Jon watched and then dived again. Maybe he would learn to breathe underwater, away from tempting girls with clingy fabric.

Karla swam around for awhile, enjoying the additional buoyancy from the salt water. And started getting nervous when didn't come up for air. "Jon? Jon?" She went back under the water to make sure he wasn't drowning or anything, swimming up next to him.

Jon surfaced to find Karla not far away. "Hey. Having fun diving?"

"Oh, you're okay. I half-thought you were trying to drown yourself," she said, bobbing a little in the water. "And it's fun. Wanna try?" she asked, drifting closer to him.

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The Beach - Wednesday Afternoon & Evening

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