genessia | Beach Party!

Who: OPEN TO ALL!
What: Beach Party!
Where: Dubai Sub-archway
When: All Day May 31st

[Everyone will get an invitation though there are specific friends of Levy's that she sends personal messages to imploring that they come and have a good time at the beach. There have been more than a few trying things as of late and she thinks that everyone needs to have a chance to relax and have fun.

After getting permission from Troy she sets up a little space on the beach within Dubai's sub-archway. Just as he promised it's the most beautiful beach she's seen. The water is crystal clear and the sand almost a pearly white.

She has a few things set up for those who arrive. There are tables and chairs under canopy and a few extra towels for those who forgot to bring one. There is a boardwalk nearby that people can walk down, checking out the shops and the food. Levy has watermelon and others summer time snacks set up for people to pick at. There is a beach ball and a net set up for those who want to play on the beach.

As the sun sets there will be fireworks and star gazing.

As a benefit of knowing Troy there are also rooms available at the hotel located behind the party. The Atlantis is a nice place and will be the hosts of the fireworks show as well.]

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[Airy frowns.

She doesn't want him to feel uncomfortable. After a moment she places down her bag and slips off her shawl. She shoves it into the bag leaving her in her bathing suit and a pair of shorts.]

I got it because the colors match my suit! [This is only half true. There are colors that Airy just likes and always buys. Light pinks, like her shawl and the eggo shirt as well as blues like his swim trunks are some of her favorite colors.] We match and the bottoms of my swimsuit are a mismatch of color. [She curls over a part of her shoulders to show him the blue, pink, white and browns of her swim bottoms.]

It's just the sort of thing that's stylish at the beach. [Perfectly logical and perfectly okay.]

[ He groaned to himself. How could he turn her down when she'd put so much thought into it? ]

Fine, but only if it'll make you happy.

[ Jefferson didn't wait for an answer. He already knew it would. He closed the stall door and pulled the shirt over his head, adjusting the short sheer scarf around his neck before opening it again. This time he was in full view. ]

How bad do I look? Be honest.

[ At least he could blame any redness in his face on the heat. ]

[When he steps out of the bathroom Airy smiles brightly. She's bounces on her heel and claps her hands together.] You look great! [After another second she reaches down to pick up her bag. She pulls out some suntan lotion and then passes it over to Jefferson.]

I figured this is your first time to a beach so I brought extra.

[She already smells like suntan lotion having put some on before they left.]

We just have to find a nice spot on the beach now.

[ He wanted to retort that he looked ridiculous, put he just put a hand to his face and smiled instead. She was happy, and he figured that was worth a little bit of embarrassment. People would probably be too busy with their own activities to notice him anyway.

Regardless, he turned to Ebi with an exaggerated expression and mouthed, "is she just being nice to me?" while Airy was searching in her bag. He put both arms up in a shrug before she managed to look up again.

He took the bottle from her and his smile turned a bit sheepish when their eyes met. ]

Thanks.

[ The smell was foreign and a little bit odd, but not unpleasant. He stared at the white lotion in his hand for a moment before actually putting it on his body. ]

I'll leave that to you. Newbie here and all.

[Ebi looks up with his adorable face and hamburger bun hat and wiggles his arms. As a Digimon he knows nothing about fashion but he thinks that Jefferson looks like too. Everyone should wear pink or orange.

Once Airy pulls her back over her shoulder she turns towards the beach, scanning for a space where they might fit. It's pretty crowded though not as bad as some beaches she's been too. After spotting a clear space a little ways away Airy heads off. The sand shifts under her feet and she feels her balance waver once or twice as she steps forward.]

I used to go to the beach with my family.

[She looks back at Jefferson and smiles.]

I'd build a sandcastle and my little brother would run over and step on it but he'd always wait until I was done. Mom would read a book and dad would get in the water and then complain until we joined him.

[ Was arm wiggling a good sign? He didn't exactly have a basis, but the little creature didn't look unhappy.

Following Airy proved to be more difficult than it looked. He should have known the sand would be hot after her initial reaction, but he'd also assumed she was exaggerating a bit.

She hadn't been.

Jefferson squinted and put his hand above his eyes to shield them while looking ahead at her. Despite his discomfort, he took her words to heart. He'd never had the chance to take Grace to a beach, but he could only imagine that she would adore it. ]

Can I be the complaining dad?

[ Both because he didn't want her day to be plagued by sad memories but also because he really did want to complain. A lot. ]

Do you think anyone is selling sunglasses around here? [ Preferably with blue lenses. Then they would match. ] Also maybe sandals?

[Airy laughs but pauses so that Jefferson can catch up to her without hurting his poor little feet.]

You can but I expect to hear some pretty creative complaining. [She doesn't mind and she can very much picture Jefferson in that role. At his question she nods her head towards the line of shops which are off the beach and set along a wooden path.]

They probably have stuff over there if you want to see. I want to grab us a spot though, before all the good ones are gone.

Want to come find me after?

Beach Party!

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