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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify;]"Anyone wanna go for a swim?" The Viscountess asked loudly, turning a circle on the sand and letting the golden grains spread over her sun kissed paws boredly. The weather was getting ridiculously hot and she didn't want a summer storm to hit them like last year and to take her minds of things she had ended up on the beach. After a pause, Lady super sped into the shimmering ocean and disappeared underneath the surface. She then reappeared, this time slick with sea water and grinning happily. It was nice and cold; very refreshing for a hot day like today.


    #ladylib2k15

    [align=center][size=2][glow=black,2,300]★ -- calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 95%]At the mention of swimming - and by default the ocean - Oona nearly squealed in delight. She trailed after Ladyliberty rather slowly compared to the femme's super sped, as she had no powers herself, and hopped into the cool sea water. [b]"I missed the ocean! And swimming.." The pale pink kitten chirped jovially, feeling as happy as could be in the water. She splashed around in it, and soon decided she would take this time to collect more seashells as well. She needed to add more to her collection, as she never had enough. Other things would be added on occasion, but not usually. All she had was seashells, or pretty rocks, or seaglass. She beamed at Ladyliberty, who most likely wouldn't be able to see the clearly jubilant expression on her features from where she was situated. Oona was nearly radiating in happiness though, and people would be able to tell.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]"Oh! Oh! I'll come!" chirped the inky black kitten, practically radiating enthusiasm and energy as he darted forward. A wide grin stretched across his face, Differentkit's neon green-tipped tail flicked excitedly as he peered up at Ladyliberty. "When do we go?!"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify;]jemma used to love the ocean. knowing that such a compact place on the earth could be as infinite as space had thrilled her. and just thinking about the endless amounts of species living there, in the deepest trenches, and the shallowest sandbars, formerly excited her. now, any mention of even water sent a chill down her spine.


    the ocean she once loved had swallowed her up and spit her out. she almost had to live a life without leopold fitz. because it had swallowed him up as well, and kept him in his throat for what she thought would be forever. back then, he had been nothing but a myth. the boy who drowned...


    the fawn femme took a seat a comfortable distance away from the shore, on the boardwalk she had been on the moment she saw fitz again and got sent tumbling down the sand. "i'll pass," she murmured, though knowing it would not be heard by anyone. it was going to be a while before she ever neared the waves again. helping fitz had been an exception, apparently.


    she hadn't even noticed her paws begin to shake. #jsimmons #jsimmons2015 #jsimmonstc2015

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    Clinton strode up, well this was TidalClan, so should couldn't expect them not to swim, but did they have to be so happy about it?! "I'll just watch." The cream tabby murmured, taking a few wary steps away from the water.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; width: 220px; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 0px solid orchid; border-left: 25px solid violet; border-bottom: 15px solid orchid; border-right: 25px solid violet; border-radius: 20px; ][font=arial][size=8][color=#263946]Oh. Swimming.


    How long had it been since...since she'd almost drowned? A good nine or ten months. But the feline was still just a tiny bit terrified of the ocean water. Well...it wasn't going to do her much good standing all the way back on the sand, was it? Besides, it was starting to burn the pads of her feet. So Cairparavel Haverford took slow and deliberate steps towards the water, but stopped right on the edge where the wet sand began. At least here she wouldn't end up being pulled away.


    Right?
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