i could be your private island

[scalpedsociety]

Who: Jecht & Aramat
What: Beach Date? Beach Date.
When: Dec 1, sometime in the afternoon
Where: One of Vista City's Beaches
Warnings: Possible skinny dipping, memories, kinda cute date stuff, etc.

After that photoshoot Xie An organized that left most the band frustrated and annoyed (including Tamara, and she's actually a goth off-time) she immediately called up the shirtless (and fit as all hell) older man caught her top hat about some... relaxation. Sure December was beginning so it certainly wasn't swimsuit season, but they can enjoy the beach anyway. The waves still come and go, even with winter approaching.

Bundled up in suitable winter clothes, but with a swimsuit underneath. (You never know, this date could possibly end at a pool or even a hot tub.) She follows the directions Jecht gave her to the beach and hopes to find him there.

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[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Maybe Jecht was insane. That sure would explain a lot, right? In this particular instance, it would explain her first sight of the drummer -- out in the presumably frigid water, floating on his back like he was born to the water. And of course, wearing absolutely no shirt. With his arms splayed out and his legs slightly spread, Jecht looked like he'd just laid down in bed for a nap.

In reality, maybe that wasn't too far off. Drifting like this brought back memories, distant and yet comfortably warm. Floating through the water as it spread out all around him, currents thrashed into it by kicking limbs and flailing arms around him as he clutched -- something. A ball? -- to his chest. That shouldn't have been a soothing memory, or a dream because it had to be a dream, but something about it felt like home.

For the moment, lost in that reverie, he didn't notice Tamara yet.