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The Beach; Tuesday after Classes [11/06].

Sidon had been looking forward to this occasion since well before he'd even made the plans with Vette to meet at the beach that day, for swimming lessons, for dinner, for whatever else they might deign to involve themselves in, even though he did so with a great bit of trepidation as well, uncertain of how his little gift might have been received. He supposed he'd find out soon enough, when Vette arrived, if she arrived. He...tried not to think about that. He tried to push all of his nervousness aside and just focus on the task at hand.

Of course, it was easy to forget how nervous one was when one was subsequently completely bewildered. Because when he got to the beach, there was something very distinctly...unbeachlike about it, as there appeared to be no water. There were still fish, appearing to be floating suspended in the air as they swam around in what seemed to invisible water, stretching out as far as he could see. Confused, Sidon went to test the water, and it still felt like water, he could swim in it like water, but it just...wasn't there.

This was...this was going to be an exceptionally strange swimming lesson.

...but, he reasoned, it would be far easier for him to show off his fishing if the water remained so transparent and...non-existent.

He did find, however, that, occasionally, for small stretches of time, the water would return. But not for long before it disappeared again, or, sometimes, it would be different colors. Green, wine red, occasionally just deep, deep black.

And at least one rather shocking moment where Sidon found himself surrounded by lava, though it didn't seem to actually be harmful in the slightest.

Yes, this was going to be an interesting afternoon, indeed.

[[ I literally just found out about Sidon-in-Lava last night! Expecting one, but, hey, it's a beach! It's open! Vette's thread last chronologically, though, of course! ]]

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Well, somehow, Vette had managed to convince her clothes to stick around after she put them on, which was great, except that now that she was going to be swimming, she was stuck in them. All of her reflections showed her in, sigh, the clothes she'd been wearing when she arrived to the island, and even a holorecording she'd taken just to be sure had her in that outfit, blissfully pre blood-splatter.

But what she was wearing? Totally that red shirt and the scarf Sidon had given to her. She couldn't even take them off for the swim.

... Not that it looked like it was going to be an issue, as she arrived at the beach.

"I don't want to know what happened to the water," she said, once again in that other person's voice, "do I?"

Well, at least now Sidon knew it was just his own mind that had been just imagining the peculiar situation with the water at the moment, though, not recognizing the voice he heard, he turned his head from where he'd been standing there contemplating this strange situation with confusion.

A confusion that managed to grow even deeper when he saw Vette there. Confusion at first, followed by an almost tidal-strength wave of relief, which then ebbed back out into confusion.

"Ah, good," he said, unable to help smiling, pleased, despite his bewilderment. "You made it. But..." His expression made way for a new emotion to surface: concern. "Are you feeling alright? You sound...different."

"I'm fine" Vette said, though she sounded more than a little exasperated, rolling her eyes to the sky. "This has been happening all day. This, and one really twitchy lek, and--"

Her entire person disappeared from view. Except, of course, her blasters. Which was funny, since she hadn't even been carrying them with her.

"This one. This one's fun."

At least her voice was back to normal now?

Sidon had been watching the water disappear and reappear all afternoon, in one form or another, but it was something else entirely to witness a person doing it, especially this particular person.

But she, apparently, was still there, just like the water had been.

"Do...do you suppose we should perhaps, err...reschedule?"

He didn't necessarily want to, of course, but this was...worrisome. He didn't like to think about the fact that he would not know what to do if she stayed invisible for such long stretches of time as the water had been.

"Maybe swimming when you can't see where I'm at wouldn't be a great plan," Vette admitted, frowning. Not that anybody could tell he was frowning, granted. "But we could still do food, maybe?"

A pause.

"Probably? If you're feeling up to it."

Like she wasn't the one standing there invisible.

"Of...of course," said Sidon, maybe faltering a little, more unnerved than he'd like to admit over this whole thing, that he could hear her but not see her, absolutely without some sort of visual confirmation that she was okay, that she was fine and unharmed and... "I mean....are you?"

That seemed the far better question in this situation, and now he had to wonder if eating in her current state would mean the food would also turn invisible once she ate it, or if he'd be looking at little pieces of fish floating in the air, slowly being digested.

"How long has this been lasting?" he asked, hoping he didn't sound as desperate about it as he felt.

"Only a few minutes at a time," Vette replied. "This is only slightly less annoying than finding myself standing in corners all out of nowhere."

She paused, and then considered Sidon for a moment before softly suggesting, "Close your eyes?"

Some of the tension melted out of Sidon a little at that, even if a few minutes still felt like a few minutes too many. His head tilted curiously as the suggestion for a moment before he nodded.

"Very well," he said, and did just that, closing his eyes, half worried about what he'd wind up opening them up to, if all the strangeness of the day was to be any indication.

Just as long as it wasn't that lava again, he supposed.

Vette pulled in a deep breath, and then walked over to him, reaching up and resting her hands on his chest for a moment before leaning in, leaning her cheek against him, too.

"Right here, see? I'm fine, there's just a little... strange." And she hated this island for trotting out that strange on their date day, damn it. "But it all seems to be pretty harmless strange."

And at least she wasn't in her underwear.

Sidon stirred a little at the hand on his chest, a bit startled, not knowing what to expect, but he relaxed easily, eagerly, once it was a bit more, and he responded in kind, ducking his head, curling over her a little as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He had to fight a little bit to not open his eyes, but a swift reminder of why he'd closed them to begin with helped, and he sighed a little, at least content in this small thing.

"Harmless," he repeated, "yes. A nuisance and distressing, but harmless overall. You know the sea actually turned to lava for a little while? Not actual lava, of course, else I don't think I'd be standing here right now, but it seemed so very real, but...harmless.

"This is very nice, of course," he added softly, "though I admit I would much rather enjoy being able to see you."

"Well," Vette said, smiling faintly and then leaning up a little bit more, "you'll have to wait a minute before you get to open your eyes again."

Why? Because she fully expected a proper kiss would have closed eyes anyway, Sidon, and she was maybe emboldened a little by being temporarily invisible, because she was absolutely leaning up to steal one.

"Then they sh--"

Well, Sidon had started to reply, and then was very surprised (and pleasantly so!) to be interrupted by a kiss. It certainly caught him off guard; he didn't think he could have ever anticipated such a thing, despite the numerous times he may have imagined the occasion in his own imagination. It didn't take him long, though, for the surprised moment to pass, allowing him to reciprocate, leaning down, drawing her in, just to get closer, grinning into his response.

It was truly a credit to her, as well, that it didn't even once cross his mind how ridiculous he probably looked to anyone passing by, all curled up around nothing and smooching the air between his arms.

Any more ridiculous than anything else that was happening today?

"There we go," she murmured, once she finally leaned back again. "Minutes are up, you can look again."

She was absolutely herself and visible again, with the exception of a few assorted body parts that seemed to have a rainbow grid laid over them. Her right arm. Her left lek. She was going to just cope with that. At least her head wasn't invisible or something.

There could have been far worse ways to pass those minutes, but Sidon was glad to be able to open his eyes and see her there again, even if it wasn't all...completely right. "Much better," he decided with a smile, but it faltered slightly.

"It doesn't...hurt, though, does it?" he asked, and, just as soon as he did, he started....sliding away. He wasn't moving his legs...or any part of himself, really, just started...drifting back and to the right, as if pulled by some invisible string. It was smooth, as though he were on wheels, except for a few moments went that string seemed to catch on something unseen.

"Oh, um...err...."

Well, then.

Vette squinted a little. And then glowered down at the ground underneath her, and gave the sand a kick, like that would certainly show the island who was boss.

"No," she sighed, and started following along after him. "No, it doesn't hurt. But it sure is annoying."

"Yes," said Sidon, who, despite digging in his heels, seemed unable to stop the gradual flow of him across the beach, and he laughed a little at his helplessness, "annoying, indeed!"

As she started following along, though, he reached out a hand toward her, thinking perhaps maybe she could be pulled along with him. It hardly seemed fair if he was the only one getting a free, effortless ride across the sand, after all.

"We mustn't let it spoil our afternoon; I know I don't intend for it to, though I will admit, I was rather looking forward to getting in the water with you again, Vette."

Which was...yes, he glanced over his shoulder to confirm that it was still quite not there.

Vette couldn't help but laugh a little at his optimism, reaching out to take his hand and almost immediately being tugged by that same invisible thread right along with him, her lekku sticking straight out behind her as she was pulled along.

Sigh. They'd been doing weird things all day, overreacting to physics something terrible.

"There's a technical difficulty or two with that one, huh?"

At least the flying fish were kind of neat?

And, Sidon imagined, much easier to catch if everything else behaved as it should.

Which he rather doubted it would.

"Quite," he agreed, but a light grin played on his face a moment. "Although this does--"

Here, the gliding halted, abruptly. He supposed, normally, he could have trusted physics and momentum to cause Vette to collide into him as a result of the sudden stop, but, since he couldn't trust physics and momentum for anything, apparently, he might be forgiven for giving it a little hand with a little tug to bring her closer, other arm ready to catch her, wrap around her, as his grin sharpened.

"--give me an idea."

Edited 2018-11-07 00:30 (UTC)

"Oh--oof!" Vette blinked, the noise she made more a startled sound than a noise of protest, and she blinked up at Sidon in surprise. Which shortly melted away to amusement. She broke into a little smile up at him. "That is quite the idea, Sidon."

She liked it.

"Or was there more to it than that?"

"Oh, no," said Sidon, chuckling, feeling rather pleased that it actually worked and didn't wind up with one of them missing the mark terribly, "that wasn't part of the plan at all. That was just my exceptional luck reminding me that it hasn't abandoned me completely even on this strange and bewildering day.

"My idea involves relocating, perhaps, to the onsen, where the water...whether it be invisible or pitch black or even lava, will at least be shallow, and, if they wish to reprimand us in regards to our swimming or our lack of what they consider proper swimwear, well, then, we can simply foist the blame onto the oddity of the day that I'm sure no one has quite escaped."

Here, he shrugged his shoulders a little, shook his head in an exaggeration of dismay. "It simply could not be helped!"

Vette gave a thrilled little laugh at that, clapping her hands happily at the suggestion.

"Great! I haven't been to the onsen yet, but this seems like as good a way as any to get my introduction to it!"

"Wonderful!" Normally, this would be a moment that would call for Sidon to open his arms with his exuberance for an agreement, but, considering that he had Vette and would rather like to keep it that way if it could be helped, he was simply going to have to give her a small squeeze instead. "And so there it is! A new plan is formed! One that may still yet involving swimming, or, at the very least, a very bold, defiant, and cunning attempt at it. Brilliant!

"Did you still want to eat, though?" Sidon pulled way enough to look down at Vette inquiringly. "Are you hungry at all? It seems it would be wise that, if I am to fish, it should be done now, while there are still some daylight hours."

Not that he couldn't fish just as easily in the approaching evening, of course. But it would be much more difficult to show off during that time...

And with the water gone, or at the very least invisible, it would be an excellent view!

"We did agree on a meal and swim lessons," Vette said, smiling up at him teasingly. "I think now is as good a time as any to eat, don't you?"

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