fandomtownies | The beach, Sunday Afternoon

Entry tags:

@beach,
leda

The beach, Sunday Afternoon

Carrying a basket with some handwavily bought treats (some were even healthy), Leda stood in the sand, wriggling her bare toes into the gritty sediment. It was a unique sensation she wasn't quite used to yet. She was wearing a dark green t-shirt with the name of some band (the logo was so faded it was illegible), and cargo shorts.

[For one, but the beach is open of course.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Karla was further in the water, letting it splash up to her calves and making channels for the water to flow into with her toes. She had grown up swimming in the cool, placid water of the lochs, so she found the ocean endlessly fascinating.

Leda approached the edge of the water, after setting down the basket.

She herself was a little leery of the ocean. She stopped where the water just barely reached.

"How's the water?"

"Warm," Karla answered, turning around to face Leda. Well, warm for someone who grew up swimming in cold water. She held her hand to Leda to invite her further in. "It's fun when it splashes you."

Leda hesitated, but took her hand, coming out just a little deeper. She clung to Karla's hand tightly.

Karla sent out waves of soothing, a kind of emotional reassurance that she wasn't going to let the ocean sweep Leda away. "Doesn't it kind of tickle?" she asked. "When the waves come in under your feet?"

That did feel good. "Yeah it does. That's just sand and water right?" There were things in the water with them.

Edited 2009-08-30 18:50 (UTC)

"And salt," Karla pointed out. "But that's it, at least this far up. A little further down, you'll start getting kelp and seaweed, too. The other day, at the salon, I ended up covered in mud and seaweed. It was supposed to do something for my skin. I don't know. It was weird. But oddly fun. I felt five again, you know?"

Leda didn't remember being five. "You covered yourself in mud and seaweed when you were a kid?" She squealed when a new wave washed up over her shins.

"Well, mud anway," Karla said, kicking the tiniest splashes of water at Leda. "I'd come in from a productive day of making mudpies and get sent right to the tub. If only I could have explained that playing in mud does nice stuff for your skin, maybe I wouldn't have gotten in so much trouble."

Leda giggled, and kicked at Karla as well. But her balance went off a bit and she wobbled.

"Careful!" Karla said, stepping in to catch Leda before she fell. She frowned, this was nothing like Leda's natural grace. "Tough day?" she asked tentatively.

"Little bit." Leda admitted. "I, I can feel it catching up with me. I think it might get pretty bad soon. But this," she gestured to indicate her wobblyness in the water. "More from not really knowing how to keep my balance in the water."

Well, as far as Karla was concerned, they were barely in the water, but she let that go. Not everyone grew up learning to swim at the same time they learned to walk.

"Will you believe me if I promise the water doesn't bite?" she teased gently. "I could teach you to swim sometime. In the pool, even so you can see the boundaries of the water."

"What about the things living in the water? But, learning to swim could be cool. In the pool of course. Or are you just trying to get to see me in a swimsuit?." Leda said.

"Most of the things that live in the water are far more afraid of you than you are of them," Karla said with authority. "And, of course I am. What do you think I do things altruistically?"

"Well, I can save you a bit of time." She wasn't quite sure she believed that the watery things were afraid of her, but she'd let it go.

Letting go of Karla's hand, she pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a black bikini top underneath.

Karla shook her head, though she pulled off her tank to reveal her own black bikini. "It's not the same if you aren't wet," she said, any implications other than swimminng flying so far above her head it was in the stratosphere. "And if I push you into the ocean, you'll probably never forgive me."

Leda couldn't quite supress a shudder. "Not if I drown I wouldn't. Though splashing wouldn't be too bad."

She looked at Karla appreciatively. "That looks great on you, you know."

Karla glanced down and flushed. It was still positively indecent, as far as she was concerned. Kaeleeran swimming garb went more towards long, tight clothing made from spidersilk, not these flimsy, overly-revealing garments. "Thanks," she said. "I wanted one of the one pieces," still indecent, but covered slightly more skin "but Emma wouldn't hear of it."

"And so do you," she blurted.

In one smooth movement, marred only by her losing her balance and falling on her ass, Leda pulled off the shorts, revealing the other half of her bikini.

"That was supposed to go a little differently."

Karla snickered. Hey, mostly-girlfriend or not, Leda falling on her ass was kind of funny. "This is where I show off that, once again, powers are awesome." She vanished her shorts, all without moving a muscle. "Ta-daa!"

That was awesome. And from her prone position on the ground, the view was really good. "Cheater." She gasped as water splashed up over her. "Ack. Okay, so now I'm wet."

"Pssht. Totally doesn't count," Karla laughed. "You're damp at best." She leaned over, holding out her hand to help Leda to her feet.

Leda took her hand and accepted the help. Unless she managed to pull Karla off her feet instead. Which would totally be by accident. Totally.

With an "Oof!" Karla toppled over onto Leda's pushing her back down into the sand and water. She laughed. "Clumsy girl," she said, before leaning down and brushing her lips across Leda's. "I know that was deliberate."

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject