Beachside distractions {Open}

[bourne]

POST BY RIKKU

THAT'S WHAT I CALL ENTERTAINMENT ♥

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I'M TRYING TO FIND A WAY!

PUNCH YOUR LIGHTS OUT -

HIT THE PAVEMENT!

It had seemed amusingly ironic in a sense. She had sought out Besaid originally in hopes of discovery some semblance of Spira; of where it was she came from yet what she found was this strange variation and despite its appearance, pertaining to similarities of what she knew. A considerable amount of the town had changed. For one, it used to be mere half-assed huts. Alright, that was her somewhat inaccurate describe when she felt the need to taunt Yunie for the beloved raise. Regardless, the dwellings were poorly made in lieu of what existed now. Better still, there was a hotel for all to see. Besaid had become something of a beach hideaway, although Rikku preferred to cite it “Stupendorrific!” She could not believe the enormous amount of people to have gathered to what had once been a quaint little village.

Now her originally intention for coming here had been twofold, and now that she found something from Spira. Maybe she could find people she knew! Unfortunately, she hadn’t a clue if this was even Spira at the time or simply something else; what she rather not dwell upon. Immediately, she went to where Lulu and Wakka’s home was… yet quickly came to a rather disconcerting conclusion. With everything having changed for the most part, she had no idea where anything was anymore. “This isn’t fair!” she whined aloud, drawing a few stares. The less than elegant stomping her foot did not best portray her maturity. Then again, when did she ever? Worst off she was longed fatigued from having walked such a distance just to finally get here and luxury nature of this newly altered Besaid was gradually appealing to her.

“I dunno” she moaned, somewhat surrendering to her guilty desires. The last city she had ended up in attempted to accost her for her manner of dress. Sure, it was hardly uncommon for people to utter snide remarks under their breath, especially those huffy noblemen of Bevelle, but to arrest someone, the nerve of some people. “Guuuess it couldn’t hurt” she chimed, still pondering the idea. It was not as though she was in any real hurry. Besaid was not about to poof on her; at least she hoped not. That thought alone had been the determining factor, as she rationalized possibly missing out on paradise.

Thus, within the hour the petite blonde had found herself a cozy spot all by her lonesome to lounge across a sprawled out towel, basking is the smoothing rays of the glistening sun above. With one leg bent at the knee, the other left extended whilst she lay, dressed in only her bikini. Rikku could undoubtedly say for the first time she could appreciate these abrupt changes to the world. She had thought everything had drifted to the farplane, or some unspoken alien reality and while that possibility had yet to dissipate.

The arrival to Besaid offered a momentary deviation from whatever events were spawning. Perhaps it was a mirage where her leisure escape was merely a figment of her imagination and at any moment, she would awaken to discover to horror. The thought idly amused the scantily clad blonde, whom bore a relaxed grim whilst the thought lingered through her mind. If this was a illusion, it was a wonderful one at that and she certainly held little intention in giving it up.

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all this violence makes a statement

you're cute when you - S C R E A M !

[Ouranus Nova]

"Dress for the climate, dress to blend in..."

Ouranus had been studying in detail about the clothing styles of this particular island and decided to adapt her clothes to fit in a little more to the climate. She chose a better flowing bottom set of clothes due to the warmth but the shirt remained the same. She seemed to be intent about gathering more intelligence about the area in general, keeping notes about what not to wear. She knew essentially that she would be fine with her normal clothes when it came to areas much like Alexandria. But since Besaid didn't really fall into the category, she decided to try something a little different.

However, as she changed her attire, she didn't forget who she was and where she came from. She had chosen to keep her sword with her as well as her crest. It had rested comfortably in the notches in the sword's hilt. As she walked through the sand, she saw a blonde haired girl that might have been from this world as well. She sat down in the sand as she calmly tapped her sandal clad feet in the sand for a few moments before looking at the blonde haired girl again. "Good afternoon," she said with a smile on her face.