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Post by apollo on Sept 26, 2011 21:37:31 GMT -5
Apollo smirked and winked at a man walking by with his two dogs. The man watched him and Apollo let out a loud deep laugh when the man's dogs rushed forward dragging him along with them. Apollo rolled his shoulders as he watched the man walk away. He pushed his sunglasses down so he could watch him fully before smirking and laying back on the warm sand. He closed his eyes behind his dark sunglasses, and let himself drift off.
Apollo loved the beach, hot girls, hot guys, the sun, the sand, he loved it all. Most of all though Apollo liked that hew could bring Wanda to the beach.
Apollo turn his head to the side to look at his Wanda. She swam in circles in the clear bucket and lid that he bought for her. She looked happy swimming in lazy circles. Apollo loved his girl Wanda, it was the only thing that he loved and he wasn't planning on changing that anytime soon. He smiled and tapped on the bucket once. He grinned when she stopped and turned to look at him. She stared for a few seconds before turning away to swim.
Apollo chuckled and turned his head back up to the sky. The only thing that would be better is if someone with a nice body came up to have a little fun in the sun with him.
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JIAO "JO" MAHR
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Some colors exist in dreams that are not present in the waking spectrum.
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Post by JIAO "JO" MAHR on Sept 28, 2011 6:05:21 GMT -5
Towel. Sunblock. Shades. Book. Water. Notepad. Pen. Apple. Walnuts. The satchel hanging from her shoulder bulged with the items that she could fit into it. Today was the last 'hurrah' of her summer break and she was going to try and get a bit of that summer tan that she seemed to have missed achieving this year. Not that she really needed it with her skin's natural yellow undertones, but she did at least want to look like she had enjoyed herself this summer with a few of the 'normal' activities so many of her class mates usually indulged in, and the beach would be perfect for it.
Jiao was really not a fan of going to the beach, feeling really uncomfortable with her boy-like figure, but she covered that as best she could by wearing a voluminous light coloured shirt over her one-piece blue swimsuit, and a multi-coloured sarong around her waist whenever she needed to stand up to do or go anywhere. She paused as she was walking along the beach, looking first this way and then that, before deciding that it was a good a spot as any to settle down for what was left of the day.
She dropped her satchel on the sand and then pulled the towel that had been hanging from her shoulder and adjusted it open onto the sand. Satisfied that it was open properly on the ground, she looked about again, this time taking in the people who were in the area. A couple of kids playing with a frisbee. A young family, the mom under the umbrella while the father was splashing in the water with his three young children, a boy and two girls. A man being pulled along by a pair of dogs. To mention only a few, and closest to her was a younger, blonde-haired man lying back in the sand. And... what on earth was that next to him?
Jiao reached down into her satchel and drew out her shades, putting them on as she straightened again. Her one hand dropped to rest on her barely-there hip while she held the other up to shade her eyes, trying to block some of the glare so that she could try to see what was sitting there next to him in the... well, it looked like a bucket, but it wasn't coloured like a bucket normally would be, being clear instead.
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Post by apollo on Oct 17, 2011 19:51:43 GMT -5
Apollo closed his eyes behind his dark sunglasses, his face turned up to the sun. He had always felt at home when he was in the warmth of the sun. Even when he was a troublesome teen punching people and getting kicked out of school, he could always just lay on the roof or in the sun and feel like he was at home. His sister never understood him and his need for warmth, but then again him and his sister rarely saw eye to eye. They may be twins but they were nothing alike. He had made sure of that a long time ago, no one could ever tell him that he and his twin were alike.
Apollo heard someone set their stuff beside him but didn't open his eyes or turn his head. He hummed one of his more famous tunes and tapped his fingers on his stomach. He was exhausted from his night of partying, his record had just broken a million copies, and he had been invited to a major party. He couldn't say no, even if he wanted too, his agent had decided that if he was invited to a party then he had to go. No matter how much of a pain it was to Apollo.
He heard a rustling and shifting and let out a soft growl. He wished for just a moment of silence. He opened his eyes and turned his head to the side to tell off the person interrupting his rest when he stopped and shut his mouth mid word. He looked the girl up and down with hungry eyes. Though she wasn't much in the figure department, but she was female. Apollo wasn't picky but he had to look at the girl twice to make sure that he was seeing her right. She wasn't staring at him as he expected her to be, most women looked at him the moment he walked into the room, but she was staring at Wanda who swam in lazy circles in her bucket.
"Something wrong?" He asked, his deep voice interrupting the silence.
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