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It was a lovely warm day as we drove to the beach. And oh boy, the car was surely a mess, the force's police car. How bold of him. But we managed to arrive at the seashores. Banny stops by a public parking lot, pretty sure nobody will totally bat an eye at a police car or attempt to start the engine to stole it. He was quite careful handling the car's spot and inspected in case the car wasn't closed properly. For once he decided to be kind and opened the doors for everyone. In that attempt of kindness, Banny was furrowing his brows the whole time when he guided the three of us out of the car. Always ruining the mood.
Nonetheless, Broker was glimmering with excitement when they touched their feet in the sand, bringing their beach stuffs with them, even though she had never touched salt water before, but preparing the "necessary equipments" just in case. Sub followed after them in the most uncomfortable and heat-making suit on her, well, maybe to me. Gods, maybe she should've stayed at her nest building Bios instead of sticking her hand in water.
Walking in the sand certainly brings somewhat of an atmosphere of the deserted land of Lost Temple, except this is the first time I've felt a softer texture of it. Reaching at the white waves, the water was clearer than I thought, and warm, too! But there was one problem. I've been in the hot weather all my life, and the only source of water is not even originated there. So course' I can't swim! Hell, if there're oasis, the least I could do is bathe in it, acting luxurious. What was Banny thinking of inviting Inphernals who can't even swim?! He better has a special swimming lesson lining up for me.
With no warning, Banny took a dip in the water, almost splashing all of us, swimming like he hadn't swim for ages! Oh man, just take me with my lifebuoy, please!
"Man, what was that for, stupid Warden?! Ya know damn well this body ain't holdin' up to water!!" Sub scouted him abruptly, (not) gladly the special suit took all of the water. Unfortunately, Sub can't even touch anything wet because of her conditions, not to mention she has some difficulties in moving.
"Eugh, Banny, can ya least care to introduce me to yer swimmin' tacts, Big man?" The unfortunate salty water seeped into my mouth as I spit a portion of it on the once white sand.
Banny swims back to shore as he surfaced slowly to the the white waves.
"Everybody in the house mad, ha? C'mere Scy..." He pulled my lifebuoy ruthlessly toward the wide ocean, not sparing me a thought to stable myself after he obnoxiously tried to POISON me with beach water.
"Wait wait WAI-" I went face forward into the water and gurgling a large amount of it in my mouth, almost drowning in the process. And my prosthetic arm surprisingly didn't malfunction on the spot, ya planned it way far ahead, didn't ya Kit?
"Oops, could've hold on a little more tighter, y'know." He grinned face-to-face while trying to get me up. "HAGH- What in the Scorch was that for?! Is this yer way o' executin' criminals, now!?" I gag on the sudden rise of pressure in the water and failing to maintain myself on his grip "Jeez, relax. Ya lucky you're my type or else I would left ya here." "Don't ya dare get philosophical with me!"
Dear sakes, I can't even feel my legs on the sand ground. How deep did he take me?! I thought, wrapped my arms on his scarred shoulders as I looked back where I was presumably FORCE out of the surface. He sure took way hell of a laughter out of his fiancé almost DROWNING.
He reaches his free arm to the lonely drifting lifebuoy and pulled it back to where we're standing, I mean where he's standing. All of that while holding me and resting his not-properly-shaved beard on my cheek. I subconsciously sweep out of his arm and landed on the lifebuoy, gripping on the thing's side until I'm stable.
Banny huffs a chuckle before gliding his hands on my waist. Never to be courtesy about anything.
"Heh, ready for some expert level tutoring from me?" He inches himself toward my right side, breathing down my neck. "Cut to the chase n' teach me the basics already." "Aight, aight, I get the memo."
He taught me to sway my legs up and downwards under the water, enough to glide myself through the surface. Then showed some (actual) basic swimming movements from breaststroke swimming to freestyle swimming, or whatever he called them.
From the distance, Broker's jumping up and down, assuming he's rooting for me with my shitty attempts at swimming. Surprisingly he's not doing lovey-dovey things with Sub, as she is under the umbrella shade, possibly had order drinks for both of them.
Oh well, might as well try to learn some new tactics while they have their privacy. As each turn of "swimming" in a short distance, Banny compliments and teases with every mistake and correct thing I did. Don't actually know if he's being genuine or not. Guess he's going out of his ways to be nice and encourage me, not throwing insults like our heated Phights all the time.
"Gosh, this is the most soaked I 'ave ever been in my life, Banny." My hair are starting to stick together and scales needs to be dried of water soaking up in them. "Let's get ya out of the water, eh? Afterall, lizards ain't native to the seas!"
He grabs my lifebuoy and marches toward the shore, leading me with it. After we got closed to it, he fishes me out of the water with the lifebuoy, with me shaking my head trying to get some of the salt water out of my hair. Probably could shed my scales right now, too.
"Boss! Ya back from the open sea! Did the Warden do anything to ya other than randomly drownin' ya...?" Broker intentionally quieted down on the last remark, scared Banny would kill him or something. "Oh great, soooooo glad both of you didn't get swept away..." The sarcasm in Sub's jarring the supposedly cheerful air, enough to make Banny almost spawning his gear.
"Hah...hah...Why did he expect a desert lizard to get used to the salt water..." I grunt under my breath, bringing my neck up to meet the others.
The water drips off Banny's bulky muscles as he wrapped me in a long towel which almost touched the ground. He also dries himself by laying himself in the crook of my neck and leaning his whole body on the outside of the towel around my body, making my hair even more wet. I swear I could feel his hairy chest through the fabric.
"Uhh, we're in public...guys?" "...Get your pathetic intimacy in the washroom bitches!!!" The intoxicated duo looked awkwardly at our encounter, Sub swayed her legs changing her sitting position.
"So, the drinks on me! By drinks, I mean only for me and Scy. Ya had your fun now." Banny states clearly. "Didn't need the funds anyways." Sub returns rashly.
Banny lets go of me and stride on the white sand to the near by café, where Sub and Broker got their tropical drinks. Perhaps a nice shot along with cocktail will make the vacation better. Would that count as going out drinking with him?
The bartender toss around the shaker before facing the customers, couple actually. Starting with a classic "What would you like to order?" and waiting for answers from us. The café is quite empty, considering the atmosphere is cozy and cool despite the sunlight outside. I lean towards the counter, resting my left fist on my waist, barking detailed orders at them making sure they heard and understand clearly. I don't play when Inphernals get them orders wrong, alright. But Banny's lame ass just wants coconut water, can't blame him for doing more swimming than me and gets exhausted easily. In reality, I've never tried coconut water before.
We settled on a white bench, "A" white bench, cause Banny doesn't want to leave my personal space alone. The next second he's all over me, snatching my entire body and getting it all damp AGAIN. Caressing and smooching his horns is fun, though. Pretty sure Broker and Sub are looking at me all funny right now. Oh yeah, the cocktail was fine, shots weren't too strong, lemonade was hitting it first. As for the coconut, it was the first time I've tried something so refreshing and sweet! But to Banny's taste buds it's actually not that good and it's a little... tangy? Just settle down with one opinion, man.
"Aw...Are the two lovey-doveys havin' fun with ya cuddlin' therapy sess...?" Broker hinted at the way Banny was laying his whole weight onto me, worried I might give out at the heaviness. "There's time and place for this bullshit, y'know, the RESTROOM???" Sub being a fuss about a couple's activity, like they don't get all touchy on business.
Banny made some space on his car before the three of us hop in it, getting sand all over the seat without any apologies.
"Dear Illumina, can't you guys just dust off the sand instead of dirtying my car???" Banny grunts seeing the black fabrics get stained with salt water and sand grains.
"No can do, Banny! Yer fault for bringin' a police car to a 1v3 criminal - Warden vacation.~" I snickers at his annoyance. Gods, I wish I had a cigar blowing to his face to shut his traps.
"Whatever, just don't throw your gears around scratching my property."
"I would've decorated this car with choking poison by now if ya ain't being a pussy!!!" And the sound of the car door closing ended their conversation.