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[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

Yeah, she's still wet. Hasn't changed out of the clothes she went swimming in yet. Doesn't really mind.

That, however, does not explain why she's upside-down on a table, head hanging off the edge, watching the bar with slitted eyes.

She might even go rightside-up, if you ask.

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[probability-cat.livejournal.com]

She is peered at intensely by the Cat through her inch-thick coke-bottle glasses. After a long stare Cat says, "You're wet."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"I am."

Without going up again.

"You, in fact, are not."

[probability-cat.livejournal.com]

"Nope. I'm not. How'd you end up managing it?"

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Swam in the lake."

Blinks up at her thoughtfully.

[probability-cat.livejournal.com]

"That'd do it." Her curiousity is mostly sated.

"Why?" But only mostly.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Because. I wanted to think."

Obviously.

[probability-cat.livejournal.com]

"That's strange, but ok." After all, she has a problem with closed doors and her ... friends ... let her without fuss.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"I sometimes don't breathe. So I sat on the lake bottom."

No, it makes sense. Really!

[probability-cat.livejournal.com]

"That sounds peaceful except for the shark and the squid," she says, having seen them both.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"There's a shark and a squid?"

A shrug.

"Didn't see either."

[probability-cat.livejournal.com]

"Probably in different areas of the lake by then. Why don't you breathe all the time?"

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

Well Aubrey is in front of her, and oh look he walked over to her. Walk being the key word.

And then he's studying her. Both the wet cloths, and the upside-downess.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"You," she says very seriously, "are my hero."

Bright grin.

"You walked!"

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

There's an amused snort from him.

"I'm not sure whether to be amused or angry at that."

He's debating whether it'd be worth the wet to give her a kiss.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Well, amused. Obviously."

The wet, indeed, makes people reconsider.

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

"Of course."

There's a small smile to prove that. He pulls a chair over so he can sit in front of her.

"So, why are you wet?"

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"I went for a swim."

Well, duh.

"Too lazy to change, after."

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

There's a roll of his eyes.

"You needed cloths to go for a swim?"

In his mind, you do it with no clothing. Not even bathing suits as they weren't invented when he was actually alive.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"I do."

Grins, flips upright.

"I love swimming. And I didn't feel like stripping."

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

And because she's upright, it means kissing her without getting wet is so much easier for him. So he does.

"And I'm the lazy one for not walking when I don't feel."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

She kisses back, lightly, then bends to sqeegee water from her hair.

"Well. What can I say?"

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

He is of course, not near the sqeegee-ing of water. Not that he can't get wet, but wet cloths are just no fun. Usually.

"Hypocrite."

His tone only carries a teasing lit to it.

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

[dad is being an ass, I have to slowtime.]

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Sweets, we are the slowtimes. No worries :)]

[ather-fledgling.livejournal.com]

[So true! =) Night, hun.]