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She doesn't look innocent when she sleeps. Far from in fact, she's curled far more akin to a hound than a human, cheek cradled on her towel. Her wet hair is spread in the grass like blood, her scarred back turned towards a small fire that leaps and jumps tiredly in the growing night.

There's a plate with lunch on it as well, a sandwich with a few bites taken, a bit of fruit...it seems that the call to sleep was too great after her swim though...so, Rachel is asleep by the lake, there's room enough at the fire for more though.

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It's strange, the images are so dark and painful that it seems almost as if the flames themselves sould show taint or poisonous colors...

But Rachel is the sensitive sort, so after a moment, she rolls over easily, hiding her scarred back in the darkness and revealing open, emerald eyes.

*Willow starts back and tries to look like she's reading, which she fails at miserably by not actually managing to open the book.*

Hi.

And Rachel blinks, in the lovely fog of just waking up, and oddly, the flame dances in her eyes a moment. Surely a trick of the campfire light. "Hi"

Yepm she's articulate in the morning.

*She offers a hand*

Willow.

Rachel reached across, flames from the fire licking warm and close to her skin, and shook "Rachel Grey"

Ah, but that touch, especially for anyone with abilities of any sort? It causes the air to taste of blood, and tingles to run up the skin...

*She doesn't flinch, but it takes a whole lot of effort*

Um...sorry to wake you.

Rachel's hand doesn't linger, flinching or no, she knows what meeting her can be like. "Don't worry about it, shouldn't sleep outside anyway" she chuckled.

It's really pretty out here. Looks like a great spot for a nap. Or a read. I came out to read. My book.

*She lifts the huge book*

"Hmmm, but sleeping on the lake is a bit more comfortable than on the shore" she noted, sitting up and starting to finger comb her hair.

Then she glanced idly at the book, impressed by the sheer size.

You can sleep on the water? Like in an inner tube?

She glanced out over the lake then smiled brightly "Hey, that might actually be comfortable come to think of it"

*She looks confused*

So what did you mean?

(ooc: Sorry about last night. I fell asleep. *Is ashamed*)

"Well, I curl up on the water and sometimes I fall asleep" she shrugged "I'm strange and weird and have more mutant abilities than I can really count, staying above the water is as easy as flying"

[No worries, I'm not on long right now though :'( ]

Huh. Nice.

*She seen enough weirdness in her time that...well, okay, curling up on water is still weird, but it's acceptable weird*

I don't think I've ever tried to do that.

(ooc: For sad...)

"Eh, people don't end up bothering you out there" she chuckled easily.

Then her smile brightened slightly "You should, try at least. Or walk with me, I'll show you if you like..."

Would you?

*Her eyes light up*

What do I have to do?

"Nothing really, I won't let you fall...just don't look down and start screaming or anything" she chuckled, standing and stretching until her spine popped a bit.

"Unless you might be able to do it on your own?" she asked curiously.

I...I've never tried. But...I think I can do a flying spell, so maybe a floating spell isn't too far off?

*She closes her eyes and tries something, taking a step onto the water. Or so she hopes. Actually, her foot sort of bounces off the water and she lands on her ass*

Okay...Not like that.

And Rachel watches curiously, but manages not to laugh "So, you're a mage?" she asked, offering a hand up.

She hasn't a magical bone in her body, but that doesn't mean she can't be curious.

Witch. At least, that's what we call it where I come from.

*She hauls herself up*

Second try. Less surface tension.

*She steps out again. This time, her foot passes through the water. And the ground underneath it. She's hip deep in water and mud*

Shit.

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