made waves with some friends I know

[fightlikehell]

 

The season is a'changing, the weather is warmer. The forecast calls for high temperature, low humidity and a light breeze. A near perfect day. What better reason to gather the friends and have a good time with a bonfire? Grab a beer, have a seat. Cheery tunes fill the salty air. There's plenty of room and so much to eat.

Matt Murdock is actually dressed for the beach. Still likely more than usual. He burns so easily. There's no way he could have done this alone. Anyone who is anyone in Nexus knows that there is that distinct Verity Willis touch on everything. If the sounds and the sights don't get you, it is going to be whatever Clint has on the grill. That man is magic.

[ooc; Come on in, guys and gals! Hop threads, twist time for sooner, later and all things in between. It's a real party. Don't be shy!]

Comments

[brave_heart_verity]

"I can't imagine they're fun. You've got sunscreen? I brought extra if you--" her gaze shifts to include the whatever-it-is is that a dragon? "either of you need some. But I'm not sure I brought that much."

[losthunter]

"I got one with a SPF of 80, and good UV protection. But this is my first time out in the sun, with the tattoos." Hunter is still learning about these type of things, when it comes to skin protection.

[brave_heart_verity]

"SPF 80? Where'd you get that?" She may need to get some for Matt. His poor delicate Irish skin and all.

[losthunter]

"It is a Neutrogena product. I was able to order it online. They also offered 100 SPF products."

[brave_heart_verity]

"Huh. Fancy." She'll have to go shopping tomorrow to stock up. "So. Uh."

She has to be a good hostess. She doesn't want to disappoint Hunter. "Who's your friend?"

[losthunter]

"Verity, this is Faris, a poet-warrior of the K'da." Hunter has some difficulty pronouncing the name of the species. "And Faris this is Verity."

[poetwarrior]

Faris bows his draconic head to her again. By his standards it's a little rude that he's been talked about and not directly to him at this point, but he figures it might be a human cultural thing. "Greetings again, Verity. I must apologize for startling you."

[brave_heart_verity]

It's also rude to scare people like that, so, join the club you two.

"Hello. You're lucky nobody around here is trigger happy." She's not personally the 'shoot first' type, but she and Hunter are both from a place where people have a right to be armed, dangerous, and stupid.

"You guys hungry?"

[poetwarrior]

Faris hasn't quite grasped yet that humans don't expect things like him to be hanging out on someone else's skin, let alone jumping off. That's normal as breathing to him. "I would not mind eating," he says, and cranes his neck up a little to look at Hunter. Both waiting for his response, and to get a sense of whether or not the type of food here might be something he'd like. The flavors a K'da likes are not necessarily ones found in human kitchens, they've learned.

[losthunter]

Hunter is very glad that no one around here is trigger happy. He remembers the violence and the hardships of living in New York.

"We might have to do some creative searching, to find flavors that Faris enjoys," Hunter tells Verity. "His diet is a lot different than ours is."

[brave_heart_verity]

"Ah. If you'd told me he was coming, I could have prepared for that," she points out. Hunter's seen how seriously she takes this hostessing thing.

"We've got meats, vegetables, fruits, sweets... what sorts of flavors do you like?"

[poetwarrior]

"Meat is preferred, with sweet and bitter seasoning. I have learned that humans do not usually consider engine oil to be edible," Faris says, pulling up the corners of his draconic mouth in an approximation of a smile. He tongue flicks out for a moment, much like a snake's. "This... sunscreen? It does not smell unappetizing either."

[losthunter]

"Last time I made him a meal, he added caramel sauce and engine oil to the recipe." Hunter explain lightly.

And he chuckles at Faris noting the smell of the sunscreen. "See what I mean?"

[brave_heart_verity]

"Engine oil?" Oh-kay that's weird. "No, that's not something we can eat. But I'll keep in mind that's the sort of thing you like."

If he licks her there are going to be problems.

"I'll see what I can do." Her options are limited, but she is determined.

[poetwarrior]

"I do not expect my tastes to be catered to precisely," he assures her. That would be rude, after all. "Together we will find something suitable."

[losthunter]

"I do have some extra tubes of sunscreen, if that is an appealing smell Faris." Hunter overpacked, just in case.

[brave_heart_verity]

"I have honey, and lemons..." Which actually sounds pretty good. "And I've got some vinegar." It won't be the most elegant sauce ever, but it's not a bad place to start.

[poetwarrior]

Faris doesn't know what those are, but he's willing to give it a shot. "What is life without trying new experimental things?"

[losthunter]

"There we go..." Hunter has been to the grill once, but doesn't mind guiding Feris over to where all the food is located.

"And we got a nice selection of meats and vegetables."

[brave_heart_verity]

"Boring." She knows from experience.

While Faris is sorting out what he wants from the grill, Ver will slice a couple of lemons and juice them. She's careful to wash off any juice that gets on her hands; that would be a nasty chemical burn with the sun and the salt otherwise. Then she'll add an equal part of honey to the lemon juice. It's a place to start.

[poetwarrior]

There is quite a variety of strange foods on offer, and Faris has to sniff around before he finds something to his taste. Unable to hold a plate while he needs all four feet for walking, he slides onto Hunter's skin, leaving only one forepaw sticking out from his tattoo form so he can carry the plate of bunless hamburger.

[losthunter]

Hunter is used to Faris doing this by now. But he is taking note of others around them and their reaction. "We might want to take caution, my friend. I could help serve you, if you needed."

[brave_heart_verity]

Yeah, that's... a little weird.

Not the weirdest thing she's ever seen, but it's up there.

"Uh... so... how long'll you two be together like this?"

[poetwarrior]

Faris doesn't understand what could be disturbing about this, but again he assumes it might be some human cultural thing. "As you wish," he says, handing the plate to Hunter. He re-positions himself across Hunter's skin to be a bit more comfortable, his long body winding around his host's torso. His head ends up on Hunter's shoulder. "I hope that it will not be terribly long. My host back home is likely missing me."

[losthunter]

"I tried to look for his door, but I had no luck." Hunter explains to Verity. He takes the plate, to serve up some items that Faris would be interested in, using cues from the previous time he had cooked for him.