Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, Saturday Afternoon

[not_every_mage]

Anders had planned to go to the hotel first when he and Nathan got to town, but when the portal deposited them within sight of the ocean being inside seemed decidedly beside the point. He hesitated on the sidewalk and turned to his companion.

"Are you going to be disappointed if I want to swim before we do anything else?"

[OOC: For the guy with him, please. NFB due to distance.]

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[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Don't get enough time with me back on the island?" he teased, swimming closer. "Aw."

[not_every_mage]

"I know, I'm hopeless," Anders sighed, grinning back. "I was thinking about shrinking myself so I could just live in your pocket, but this seemed a little less weird."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"And I think you'd get rather tired of being so tiny after awhile," Nathan mused. "You might get stepped on or eaten by your cat."

[not_every_mage]

"That was the other problem," Anders agreed, idly twirling his fingers through the water as he spoke. "That, and we wouldn't be able to do anything together. Probably I'd have to climb up to your ear so you could even hear me talk."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

Nathan snickered and rubbed at his ear, unable to himself. "That would be so weird to think about. It'd be like you were a mosquito buzzing at my ear. I probably would try and swat you."

[not_every_mage]

"And then either I'd be smashed and dead, or we'd have to split up because you tried to smash me," Anders informed him. "See? Beach vacation is much better."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Agreed," Nathan said, splashing some water up on his chest before splashing some in Anders' direction. "You'd be able to get into places that you probably wouldn't when you're regular sized but you wouldn't last long."

[not_every_mage]

"And even if I could get into them, it's not like I could do much," Anders noted, splashing Nathan back idly. "I'd be too little to steal. Might not see much more than carpet and chair legs."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"But, it'd be a fun story to tell," he said, sounding a little distracted because he was doing a little more splashing now.

[not_every_mage]

"For a while," Anders said, and dove under to get away from the splashing. He resurfaced a couple of yards away, grinning.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Why are you running away?" he asked, wading closer and still splashing with his hands. "Where you going?"

[not_every_mage]

"I was going where no one was splashing me," Anders said, and splashed Nathan back to make his point.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Do you not like the splashing?" he wondered, laughing and ducking his head so no water would end up in his eyes. "I thought it'd be nice!"

[not_every_mage]

"You did not," Anders laughed. "Nobody thinks splashing is all that nice."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"I like splashing," he argued lightly, splashing some water on his own hair and face. "It feels good. It's just a little water."

[not_every_mage]

"Then I need to splash you more," Anders told him, and swam a few lazy strokes back over to do exactly that.

[OOC: Sorry for vanishing, RL intruded.]

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"You're not very good at the whole splashing thing," Nathan teased, walking backwards and smirking. "Not good at all."

[not_every_mage]

"Probably not," Anders admitted, splashing Nathan anyhow. "But I'm good at other things."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"That might be your only saving grace," he teased, smiling slightly. "Best to accept it now."

[not_every_mage]

"I'm truly ashamed of myself," Anders nodded solemnly -- or as solemnly as he could when he was trying to dodge the wave cresting up to his chin, anyhow. "Wait, so being devastatingly handsome doesn't count as a saving grace?"

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Devastatingly handsome?" he repeated, laughing. "You sound like a really terrible movie."

[not_every_mage]

"I was going for 'bad Orlesian romance,' but that's about the same thing," Anders said, splashing more water at Nathan. "Anyhow, you didn't deny it."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"I don't know what bad Orlesian romance is," Nathan reminded him, still snickering. "And no, I didn't deny it. You're not bad to look at."

Of course not.

[not_every_mage]

"They're pretentious and stab each other and like to wear masks," Anders said helpfully. "And from what I can tell they put gilt on everything. They write good trashy novels, though. Lots of kissing and swordfights"

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"You read these novels?" Nathan asked, amused.