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 Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 4:56 pm
The beach is a wonderful place filled with sun, sand, and hot bodies in very little clothing all laid out in neat little rows. Crystal clear water washes up upon white shores, and small children frolic in the gentle waves of the shallows. It is a picturesque place, and one that Mele was particularly fond of. So much so in fact she had gone so far as to get a job as a surf instructor at one of the pristine resorts that dot the Hoenn coastline. This particular resort held a certain torch for the milotic's heart, as it was themed after her home region. Everything was palm trees, fruity drinks in coconuts, and bright colors. She loved it.
With her first class of the day finished, and her next for another two hours yet, the magenta topped gal was currently perched on the stairs to the life guard's station. Sipping happily on the melted remains of a strawberry smoothy while watching the crests as they rolled merrily towards the beach. Pink brows narrowing at the size of them.
They weren't small really. Good for instructing first timers on, but certainly not a challenge for anyone more seasoned then an excited tourist. She'd hoped they'd increase in size by the time her next class started, but it looked as though they were going to remain stubbornly small in the lack of a substantial breeze.
"Well that's just dandy," she mused to herself. Straw making slurping noises along the bottom of her cup as she finished off the rest of her drink. "Looks like my second timers get off easy today." It was a shame really, the second group, having already had a class, were doing pretty well. A challenge would have been good for them.
"Oh well, maybe tomorrow. I guess today is just destined to be dull." A flick of her finger knocked wide lensed shades down to rest comfortably on her nose before she reclined back to rest on her elbows on the next stair up. Ankles crossing in the sand.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 7:20 pm
Cappricio was bored out of her skull. She hadn't been trusted with anything on her own yet since moving here, and her trainer had nothing in particular for her to do. Moving to Hoenn had been a crapshoot idea if you asked her, for she quite liked the hustle and bustle of Saffron.
At least this place had a port and a beach, unlike home. You had to travel to Vermillion for that, but unfortunately the Arcanine found herself disliking water. Made her hair frizz up.
The only good thing about beaches were the skimpy bathing suits. As she jogged down the beachway, she growled and flirted with each passing girl, each bathing suit skimpier than the last. Prio had an insatiable appetite for women, and was practically male if not for the wrong 'equipment' that she thoroughly rejected, even going so far as to refer to herself as 'he' and 'him' and 'that handsome guy with the awesome rack'. And beaches had a funny way of lending themselves to players like the Arcanine.
Panting from the heat, she shucked off her jacket, tossing it over her shoulder casually and hooking two fingers into the top to keep it there, raising her eyebrows and nodding to a few giggling girls with a wolfish grin on her face, blowing the Jigglypuff a kiss while the group of girls nervously giggled. One couldn't be sure if they liked Prio's attention or not, considering her gender, as one could never REALLY interpret the giggling of young girls.
But alas, they were a bit TOO young for the dogs taste, no matter how much she loved to pant at a fine backside like it was a steak dinner. Grabbing a water bottle from a vendor, she opened it up to take a swig, then poured the rest down her neck and shoulders, dampening the dark black tube top she'd had on under her signature jacket. The Jigglypuff swooned, and Prio threw another wolfish grin her way with a flirtatious growl and lick of the lips before walking away as the normal type swooned with her friends fanning her back into conciousness.
Cappricio chuckled roughly, pouring some water in her hair to cool off, and then immediately shaking her mane like a wet Poochyena. It was then that she saw that beautiful auburn-haired goddess. Time seemed to slow for a moment, and then speed up again, and her mating instincts were in overdrive, and the Arcanine had NEVER been one to ignore her more primal desires and decided to add the pretty Milotic to her list of conquests.
Strutting over to the Milotic, she stood over her in a way to shade the pretty creature, grinning down and raising her eyebrow.
"Now what on earth is a pretty little thing like you doing here alone without a beau?" she teased, suddenly crouching down and taking the Milotic's chin in her free hand, "Perhaps I can help with that, sugar."
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 9:10 pm
Dark pink eyes had fallen closed behind their wide frames. Endless lengths of bright hair pooling on the stairs behind her as she tipped her head back so the sun could warm her face. If only there had been a little wind the day could have been perfect. Of course despite the lack of real waves she couldn't really complain. She had sun, sand, a gentle breeze carrying the sweet scent of the ocean up from the surf. It was just about paradise.
Until something came along and blocked her sun. Smile slipping from her lips the water gal nudged her glasses up to rest on her head, blinking up at the woman that was now standing above her. Brows arching curiously at the look being directed down on her from that pretty tanned face. It wasn't the sort of grin one would have expected to find on the face of a woman. No, that was definitely a male sort of look. For the briefest moments she wasn't entirely sure how to respond to it. "Do I need one?" The smile she turned up to the dog was slow to start, but by the time she'd taken a hold of Mele's chin it had blossomed into a flirtatious grin.
Hey, she wasn't gender biased.
The offer of "assistance" was met with a chuckle, lips pursing as she eyed the other woman appraisingly. "Oh really?" Was it a trick of the light, or where the arcinine's eyes glowing like warm embers? "How do you suppose you'll do that?"
It likely wasn't the wisest choice baiting the woman, but Mele was something of a free spirit and boundary pushing had never been something she shied away from. Sure it had gotten her into plenty of trouble through out her life, but you never gained anything if you never took chances. And a little fun on a boring afternoon? Yes please.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 6:29 pm
A wolfish grin flashed across the Arcanine's face, while an eyebrow raised in question. Leaning over, she took a thick strand of the Milotic's bright red hair, and brought it up to her lips, careful not to tug or pull too much.
"However you want, beautiful, I aim to please. Set me to any task and I'll gladly do if it wins me a date with you tonight," she challenged, cocking her head with glee. She'd always loved tests of strength, always loved being the center of attention, and damned if she wouldn't brilliantly accomplish any dare to impress a woman. The Milotic was no different. She even had the date picked out.
First they'd start with a leisurely walk along the beach at sunset, since it was so near and the girl seemed to like it so much, then she'd take the girl to her favorite restaurant, and ask for her usual secluded booth in the back. The staff knew her so well there, they knew to keep it open on Saturday nights just in case Cappricio came in with a new conquest. Which usually, she did. After a romantic dinner, she'd wisk the Milotic away to an impromptu concert at the Quarry. They always had local bands playing, and singers frequently got up and belted out whatever songs suited their fancy. That, and it was something the Arcanine was obscenely good at, and if nothing else, she prided herself on looking impressive at all times. What girl didn't like to be serenaded?
After that, she figured they'd catch a couple beers, and come down to the beach at night again, until which point the Milotic got drunk, at which point Cappricio would convince her it was romantic to have sex on the beach and then leave her high and dry in the morning, wondering where her panties were and heavily questioning her sexuality.
BUT, just in case that didn't work out, for sometimes, on RARE OCCASIONS, a girl was too hard to crack, Prio gave a lecherous glance towards the Jigglypuff that had fawned over her earlier, which sent the girl and her friends into a flurry of giggles once more. Oh yeah. One way or another, she was getting some tonight. The Jigglypuff she wouldn't go to so much trouble for, that one looked oh-so-painfully easy, but the Milotic was the real prize if she could win it. Girl looked like a born risk-taker and someone Cappricio might actually want to call in for seconds. Woman had legs that went for miles, and if the Arcanine still had a tail to wag, it would've been going a thousand miles an hour just at the SIGHT them.
Looking back to the Milotic, she stole a kiss from the corner of the girl's chin, chuckling darkly, her voice dropping ever so slightly.
"It's Cappricio, by the way.......that name you'll be screaming later tonight in throes of passion," she challenged, letting the silence hang and waiting for the girl to offer her name in return.
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