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tramitem_log2020-06-01 08:59 pm
bearshermark) wrote in tramitem_log2020-06-01 08:59 pm
[Open Log]
Who: Elliott and OPEN to ALL Different!
What: Beach Partyyy!
When: May 31st, all night
Where: Rockaway Beach
Rating/Warnings: Will update if needed
It's a good spot.
Two diagonal picnic tables are parked a within roasting fork distance of the fire pit. It starts as a small, flickering fire, but once everyone's gathered, Elliott takes the opportunity to kick the night off and turn up the heat with the aid of a few magical fireballs.
There's hotdogs and an overlaying grill to cook up Yotsuyu's mix of meat and veggie kebabs. A cooler filled with soda and water bottles sits further away to avoid premature melting. Cookies and marshmallows or s'mores feature as dessert- or dinner, if that's anyone's preference.
For entertainment, Roselia makes a live, musical debut with Lisa as its sole performer. Meanwhile, Elliott does his best to encourage socialization and facilitate any necessary introductions. There's even a volleyball net and ball, and at least one attempt is made to form teams and get a game going.
But for the quieter sorts, dark, ocean waves lap at the shore outside the firelight. The weather is perfectly clear, and the location affords a rare opportunity to enjoy the stars. There might even be a cat playing in the sand somewhere nearby.
Some accouterments (like cutlery or extra chairs) might have been accidentally overlooked.
...He tried okay.
What: Beach Partyyy!
When: May 31st, all night
Where: Rockaway Beach
Rating/Warnings: Will update if needed
It's a good spot.
Two diagonal picnic tables are parked a within roasting fork distance of the fire pit. It starts as a small, flickering fire, but once everyone's gathered, Elliott takes the opportunity to kick the night off and turn up the heat with the aid of a few magical fireballs.
There's hotdogs and an overlaying grill to cook up Yotsuyu's mix of meat and veggie kebabs. A cooler filled with soda and water bottles sits further away to avoid premature melting. Cookies and marshmallows or s'mores feature as dessert- or dinner, if that's anyone's preference.
For entertainment, Roselia makes a live, musical debut with Lisa as its sole performer. Meanwhile, Elliott does his best to encourage socialization and facilitate any necessary introductions. There's even a volleyball net and ball, and at least one attempt is made to form teams and get a game going.
But for the quieter sorts, dark, ocean waves lap at the shore outside the firelight. The weather is perfectly clear, and the location affords a rare opportunity to enjoy the stars. There might even be a cat playing in the sand somewhere nearby.
Some accouterments (like cutlery or extra chairs) might have been accidentally overlooked.
...He tried okay.
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"Hey, man, yeah, of course," he says. "'d love to beat everyone in one-on-one beach volleyball. I haven't had the chance to play since...well, it's been a while."
He chuckles, then holds up the gourmet sodas he'd brought, a 12-bottle variety pack of Jones Soda.
"Sorry I didn't bring much," he adds.
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"Hey, that's great, thanks! We could always use more variety. There's a cooler just over here."
He leads York over, then turns an evaluating look on him. "But one-on-one, huh? I'll take you on."
He'll probably lose if the guy is that confident, but it'll be good fun anyway, and that's all that matters. The net had best see some use, after all.
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"Sure you don't want to gather a couple teams? We can do doubles."
He doesn't want to smash the poor kid, after all.
He sets the soda in the cooler then, one at a time, out of its cardboard container.
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"What, are you backing out of a one-v-one now?" Still, it's all play bravado and he laughs it off with a smile.
"But okay, I'm sure I could find a teammate if that's how you want to play."
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"Yeah, that's how I want to play. Sorry if it ruins any dreams you had of one-on-one domination."
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"I'll definitely find someone here in a bit and we'll take you and whoever your partner is down. For now, though! I'm really glad you came. We've got lots of food and stuff, so help yourself."
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"Sure thing. Thought we could all use a break and a chance to really get to know each other. Talk about stuff we can't talk about casually with most people.. I hope it works out like that anyway."
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"It's really poorly presented, so I'm glad if something like this helps everyone feel more at ease and talk to each other more. I think I've met everyone here at least once before, but maybe not in person until now. That's definitely an improvement."
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"Yeah, you get this idea that any actual 'support' we receive is incidental, don't you?"
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"They could definitely do more to seem genuine. It does feel like they're doing the bare minimum required with those and a lot of other things, so it doesn't help much in the end."
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Anyway, enough of that. York grabs the volleyball and motions with his head over toward the net. Maybe they don't really need to find partners. Everyone seems busy with their conversations and socializing.
"Here, let's one on one, after all."
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"You're going down!"
He'd probably lose, but it would be fun anyway.
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He positions himself on the other side, then serves. The serve is a bit high, since he's out of practice, and sails right over Elliott's head and bounces away, out of bounds.