[OPENish] ~LIFE NEEDS MORE BEACHES & BONFIRES~

[unbreaker]

WHO: Josuke, Kaneki, Hazel, Annie, Hide, Reiner, Usagi, Jolyne, Giorno and possibly Hisoka
WHERE: Cape Canaveral Beach
WHEN: Saturday Night, February 7th
WHAT: BONFIRE! BOOZE! ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS! ...skinny dipping?
WARNINGS: Teenagers. Shenanigans. Probably mentions of nudity. TBA IF THERE'S ANYTHING ELSE!
NOTES: More or less OPEN? I mean, if one of the above characters would have or did invite yours (talk to the muns!) then please come join us! Opener's in prose, but feel free to use whatever works the best!

They'd come from their homes to the military base in Cape Canaveral, and that was where they'd agreed upon meeting one another. The plan from thereon in was simple. (Maybe too simple to start with—Josuke had originally under planned, after all—but thanks to some helpful 'intervention' things were on course and running smoothly.) A hop, skip, and a jump away was the beach, but in order to be sure they were appropriately distanced from military property, those who were able and willing were to visit the garage and borrow vehicles that could be used to usher their small group a little ways down the coastline. And by the time they had all arrived at the designated location—an end of the beach decorated with bits of driftwood and only a very light dappling of footprints—the sky was already beginning to darken. The bands of color that had once streaked the horizon like the layers of a sedimentary rock were now fading to a beautiful blue-grey monochrome; the rippling waves looked less like glimmering silk and more like impenetrable velvet; and the sun was barely a glowing sliver, minutes away from disappearing entirely behind the skyline. It was cool, but not cold, and as the fire was struck, as it reached brightly skyward, flames dancing and crackling, warmth soon began to fan outward. Around the bonfire were blankets and towels for people to sit on. There were snacks of all kinds: marshmallows, chocolate, graham crackers, chips, and hot dogs—and there were skewers with which to stab several of these foods. There was a volleyball, too, pairs of binoculars, someone's media player and headphones, and a small cooler full of drinks on ice: water, some selections of soda, and of course...the alcohol. In short, everything anyone calling themselves a 'teenager' might need to cut loose on a Saturday night.

Comments

[moon_buns]

"Giorno…" she had to try it out. Pleased with how it sounds, she smiles.

"Huh… that seems like good luck to have met him here!"

Seriously though, talk about luck. No one Usagi had ever known in her life was brought here. And Giorno and Josuke had each other? Family? Even if they hadn't met prior… still. That seems like crazy odds!

She finally folded up the handkerchief neatly, and looked back up to him.

"Are you sure you don't want this back…? I can wash it for you!"

[goldenlegacy]

"The Porter appears to like my family. There are seven of us here. Although, I will say I'd never met any of them before." He shrugs a little, but honestly, he's always found that a little weird. The way the Porter can fixate on one place over others.

Eh, probably not worth trying to figure out.

"Don't worry about the handkerchief. I have others." A well-prepared man always carries handkerchiefs, okay. You never know when someone's going to cry or spill soda on themselves. You just. Never know.

i'm sorry for the super delayed response! ;^;

[moon_buns]

"Oooh…"

Wow seven of them!? What are the odds?? That sounds like some sort of destiny stuff!

Usagi smiles brightly, still holding the handkerchief, "Well then… Thank you, Giorno! I used to have my own… but I didn't have it on me when I was brought here! Eh heh…"

This was actually the second handkerchief she'd acquired! The first was from Kaito almost a month ago. Gosh time had flown by, hand't it?

She slipped the folded up fabric into her pocket, and then nabbed another marshmallow from the bag between them. Let's try this again, with less mess this time!

As she held her stick to the fire, though not too close, she looked back up to Giorno. "Do you go to school around here…? " He looked around her and Josuke's age, could she had been going to school with him this whole time and never noticed?

it happens!

[goldenlegacy]

Giorno kind of smiles, watching her. Seems like a sweet girl - it reminds him a little of his childhood in Japan. He doesn't remember it very well, having left very young... but sometimes, some things can bring the images back fairly easily.

He sighs a little, shifts in place. "Hmm.... 'go' is such a strong word. I'm certainly registered in high school, but I haven't attended since last year."

[moon_buns]

"You haven't gone at all?? I thought we'd get in trouble if we didn't go!"

That's what she had been told when she arrived anyway. She was a minor, of student age, so she was required to go to school! Spending 6 hours a day, 5 days a week, was a lot of time at school. Though, it is less than she'd be spending at school back home. But still, that's too many hours. The only good thing about it was that her friends were there! Besides, if she went to school, she only had to have a part-time job instead of a full-time one. Basically, whatever route led to less work in the long run, was what she wanted… as is evident from her constant napping in class.

"…. How come you've been skipping?"

[goldenlegacy]

"I refuse to conform with the tenets of this world." He says this smoothly as all hell, waving one hand as he does so. "Certainly, it's true - you're legally supposed to attend classes. However, upon attending for a few days, I discovered that going to class was a waste of time, and so I ceased doing so."

Yeah, that's right. He dramatically munches a marshmallow.

"I dislike wasting time, regardless of the way the so-called authorities feel about it."

[moon_buns]

Smooth levels acknowledged, Usagi is impressed with this cool and stoic guy.

"Oh…"

She watches him a moment but then sees a something bright flicker to life in her peripherals. Looking forward quickly, it's apparent that her temporarily ignored marshmallow has caught fire. Strike 2. She blows it out quickly, looking at the once again charred remains of an attempted s'more.

"Aw, shoot."