open | come bury your toes in the sand

[redigere]

WHO: Naminé and friends; open to passersby
WHERE: Beach near Heropa
WHEN: October 15th
WHAT: BEACH PARTY! Feel free to create a new prompt if the ones below don't appeal to you.
WARNINGS: None for now!

It'd taken a lot of last minute scrambling, a lot of runs to the grocery store, and a lot of help from her friends. But as Naminé steps back from the set up, she smiles. Allows herself a little bit of pride in what she's accomplished.

The home tent is where all the food is. Fold up tables have been loaded with an array of sandwiches, finger foods, and drinks, and a cooler nearby has fish and other seafood goodies to be grilled at the bonfire once someone gets hungry for it. This is also where she'll direct friends to drop off snacks and homemade goodies. Please do not sneak any of the chocolate and marshmallows meant for s'mores later.

Close by is the rest area, which is really just a big spread of blankets and a couple fold up chairs on the sand. She doesn't expect everyone to want to stay standing up all day, after all. Naminé knows she's going to be there for a bit, chatting with friends who are visiting, and she may have started a tiny sandcastle and collection of sea shells at the edge of the blankets as well.

The volleyball net and accompanying volleyball are borrowed from a co-worker, so it definitely needs to get back to her in one piece. There's plenty of space for other sports and competitions though...perhaps a game of soccer? And how could anyone ignore the ocean? She and a few others will likely be waist deep in it, learning and practicing how to swim.

Not bad for her first party. Now all she has to do is wait for her guests.

Comments

[starlinings]

[Was there a chill in the air just now? Because even Gran's eyes widen a little bit at her reaction. Not out of surprise, but just at...what a familiar feeling that was.

His hands are held up defensively, in an attempt to calm her heart to prevent any further frostbite.]

I'm sure there's a reason for all of this. It seems too strange to not have a purpose...

[sasaeru]

There had better be. You have a match coming up, and you're confined to your rooms?

I can't imagine Endou Mamoru taking that well.

[starlinings]

Endou-kun is taking it the hardest of us all. He's so desperate to play, he's been throwing the ball at the wall to catch it as it bounces off.

Just like him to do that.

[The topic of Endou has a soft, warm tone taken on his tongue. Then again, it's because of Endou that he's able to go to FFI at all. There's a lot of gratitude there.]

[sasaeru]

Just like him, huh?

[Ulvida is full of guesses and assumptions about what sort of boy he is. In the end, she only knew him for that match, and she didn't try to really know him. That attempt to reach out came from Gran and Desarm, and even when she hears something like this, she can only think, "If he says so, then it must be true."

She looks back at the flames in front of them, her earlier coldness melting away as she drops her head to his shoulder again.]

He's been good to you.

[starlinings]

[Her words sink in, just as her cheek touches his shoulder. There's a moment where he doesn't say anything, watching the flames lick the sky with a gentle warmth. Oddly reminiscent of someone back home, he muses. But then again...everything lately was becoming a reminder of someone from Sun Garden.]

Mm. It's been nice seeing his soccer and playing with him.

[That, he won't deny.]


I'll make sure we bring Japan to the world. For all of Sun Garden.

[sasaeru]

[The world, huh? She shifts her head on his shoulder to get a little more comfortable, musing to herself that Kiyama Hiroto would be taking over the world after all. This time, as a human.]

I'm looking forward to it.