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August W. Booth ([personal profile] unvarnished) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2013-09-17 04:39 pm
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Who: August W. Booth (open)
What: Being August. No really, he's a lazy bum and there's a beach in the castle
When: Tuesday :)
Where: Four Seasons Room, Beach Day
Rating: ehhh PG-13 just because August is August

August always started off with good intentions, but somewhere along the way his nature took over. Being in Paradisa gave him the chance to try again and he really was improving in a lot of ways. But in other ways he wasn't any different from the day he woke with a pain in his leg telling him that Emma decided to stay in Storybrooke.

Which was what led him here to the Four Seasons room. He stumbled on it in his exploration of the castle and was mystified when it opened to a winter wonderland. He wasn't overly fond of the cold and so didn't think much of the room. But just to see if it was still there, he tried again and this time found a beach.

God, he loved beaches. So of course he had to lay out and soak in the sun, letting the sound of the waves soothe him. The journal was beside him, being kind enough to stay closed so he wouldn't have to be interrupted by whatever was going on in the castle. Last time he sunbathed felt like years ago. There were some scars on him now from the velociraptor attack but the rest was the same.

And honestly, it felt good to just relax for a while and not worry about things. Those things would still be waiting for him whenever he decided to leave the room.
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[personal profile] putuporshutup 2013-09-17 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
After swinging by the library to trade in some books, Meg changed into a simple black bikini and threw on an oversized olive green open weave sweater. She made a few quick wishes for the sake of convenience and threw together a bag with a blanket, a towel in case she decided to take a swim, some fresh fruit, and a chilled thermos of sangria to start her off for the day. She slipped into a pair of black flip flops and pushed a pair of ray ban aviators up her nose before heading out the door.

Ever since discovering the room that housed a gorgeous beach certain days of the week, she had made a point to work it into her busy routine of lounging around the castle reading and chatting with people over the journals.

Even for a demon who wasn’t exactly phased by any of the magical fuckery of this world, it was still particularly thrilling to open a door and walk out onto a sunny beach. Thankfully it was quiet today, and not very crowded at all. She walked down towards the water to stake out a nice spot when she noticed August lounging not far down the beach.

He looked perfectly relaxed, so she spread out her blanket nearby and fished out the strange but legit looking book on supernatural creatures that had caught her eye in the library. Meg poured a glass of sangria and happily settled in to find out more about the creepy old things of this world, but she still couldn't help stealing a few glances at him and smiling to herself.
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[personal profile] putuporshutup 2013-09-18 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
She slid her sunglasses down and peered over at him, smiling.

"You know it. Gotta love beach day. Sangria?"
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[personal profile] putuporshutup 2013-09-18 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
She raised an eyebrow, her curiosity officially piqued. "Sounds like quite the story," she prompted.

With the exception of Cas, it had been a long while since Meg had actually struck up a friendship with someone that hadn't been a strained alliance or a guise for nefarious purposes. She was hardly what you'd call open or trusting, but for whatever reason, she didn't really think twice about August. They just got along. She was happier here for a lot of reasons, but he was certainly one of them.
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[personal profile] putuporshutup 2013-09-19 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
She listened carefully and laughed at his story, but something under the surface tipped her off. Meg had spent centuries learning the intricacies of torture firsthand - it wasn't something she liked to think about if she could help it, but she certainly knew masked pain when she saw it. He was good - no doubt about that. Practiced, even. She was curious, but shrugged it off. Not really the time or place to dredge up that kind of thing.

"Ouch. Speaking of getting clocked, where'd you get those beauties?" She gestured at his new scars. "I know they weren't there before I left on the expedition, and I meant to ask last time... you'll have to forgive me for being a little distracted." She winked.

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nottallerordead: did you know that sex makes babies (did you know about this?)

[personal profile] nottallerordead 2013-09-18 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
This was Linda's first time in the beach room. She was a little leery, but she had been told good things about it and figured it was about time she check it out.

She couldn't help but poke at the sand with her bare feet, trying to feel for a floor or some other indication that this was inside the castle. Her shoes and socks were held safely in her arms, where they would be safe from the sand until Linda put them back on and they managed to develop a secret stash of the stuff.

She hesitantly made her way to the shore which for all the world looked like a regular beach shore. She wasn't alone here, and she wasn't sure if that was comforting or not.

"Is this what it always looks like? When it's here, I mean."
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[personal profile] nottallerordead 2013-09-18 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's so realistic," was the only answer she could give him. The whole idea was very weird, but... she would be lying if she said she couldn't use a nap on the beach to help her relax. Normally sculpting would be her activity of choice, but that clearly wasn't a good option anymore.
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[personal profile] nottallerordead 2013-09-19 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
That had her relaxing just slightly. At least, even if the physics didn't make any sense she was in fact inside a room somehow.

"They couldn't even toss in some fake shells? Now that's what I call low budget." It didn't get her very excited about swimming as she considered the possibility of breast-stroking straight into a wall.

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[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2013-09-18 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Katniss had been by the Castle for her usual round of visits - and came across the Beach. Gale and Percy had been pestering her forever to go and relax there for a day, but she just never seemed to find herself to be able to go there. Too many memories of beaches, and so few of them were good.

The only one she could really could lay claim to was that first, real kiss with Peeta, honestly.

So she was surprised to see August there, but not. Because he knew how to relax like she never could. She stripped off her boots and socks, left them on the grass, and made her way out to him.
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[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2013-09-18 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
She dropped down next to him, looking back out to the water with a distant look on her face. One corner of her mouth lifted wryly, before she looked back at him.

"Constantly. Or were you talking physically? Nope. Came looking for you, this was the last place I was going to try."
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[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2013-09-18 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"And this is the last place I would be - but I should have figured that on a day like this? Probably the first place you'd go to." She brushed hair out of her face, looking out to the water again.

"It's ... peaceful. Much more peaceful that I was expecting." Like the woods, but with more empty, expansive water. She'd forgotten how much water was in the ocean.

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[personal profile] well_assembled 2013-09-24 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
"So is this a private party or can anyone join?" The beach was possibly exactly what she needed right now.
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[personal profile] well_assembled 2013-09-24 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks." Nat unwound the the towel around her and laid it out. She reclined on it on her elbows and made herself comfortable.

"Natasha by the way, Natasha Romanoff."
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[personal profile] well_assembled 2013-10-13 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Born Russian, more of a free agent these days. But I'm from Earth, New York City more often than not." She tilted her head as if the answer was also a question back to him. "You too, August?"