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Log; Ongoing
When; Sept. 18 (mid afternoon)
Rating; PG for lulz?
Characters; Fran![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
e_meritus, Scholar bigmamasboy
Summary; A date with a bunny angel is just the thing Scholar needs to get over his 'fear of flying.'
Log;
Running from the non-existent cops, digging out bullets from his beloved sister, acting as a buffer between black widow and she wolf with Richard, the War of Rage... Far be it for Socrates to deny himself the simpler pleasures of life. All he wanted to do was enjoy the sea, enjoy people's company, eat good food, and as much as he didn't want to believe the motto, F.E.A.R. Rejecting Gaia's way had greater consequences where he and Saya came from, here he had nothing to worry about entertaining a woman who otherwise should have been his dinner.
Scholar broke through a crest of white on his koi-covered board with an enthusiastic shout. His hair was sufficiently soaked, his skin mildly browned from the afternoon sun on his bare shoulders. Despite the gray and electric blue shorts tied at his waist Scholar had a completely even tan, but this was his secret. One would've thought this was Newport and not the City. There was a boat he'd 'chartered' from the East Shore, tied to the dockside near his wood and bamboo beach shack.
All in all he was prepared to show Fran how to parasail, if she kept their date.
Rating; PG for lulz?
Characters; Fran
e_meritus, Scholar bigmamasboySummary; A date with a bunny angel is just the thing Scholar needs to get over his 'fear of flying.'
Log;
Running from the non-existent cops, digging out bullets from his beloved sister, acting as a buffer between black widow and she wolf with Richard, the War of Rage... Far be it for Socrates to deny himself the simpler pleasures of life. All he wanted to do was enjoy the sea, enjoy people's company, eat good food, and as much as he didn't want to believe the motto, F.E.A.R. Rejecting Gaia's way had greater consequences where he and Saya came from, here he had nothing to worry about entertaining a woman who otherwise should have been his dinner.
Scholar broke through a crest of white on his koi-covered board with an enthusiastic shout. His hair was sufficiently soaked, his skin mildly browned from the afternoon sun on his bare shoulders. Despite the gray and electric blue shorts tied at his waist Scholar had a completely even tan, but this was his secret. One would've thought this was Newport and not the City. There was a boat he'd 'chartered' from the East Shore, tied to the dockside near his wood and bamboo beach shack.
All in all he was prepared to show Fran how to parasail, if she kept their date.