[color=gray][CENTER][COLOR=#AC0D01][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/COLOR][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5504477][img]https://i.imgur.com/qq4DoJJ.jpeg[/img][/url][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=#E64C09][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]The Beach[/I] - [I]Pacific Royal Campus[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=#E64C09][b]Welcome Home #1.010:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Claws Out[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][COLOR=#AC0D01][SUP][sub]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sub][/SUP][/COLOR][INDENT][sub][color=#E64C09][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Rory Tyler - [@webboysurf], Aurora Mitchell - [@Melissa][sup]Indirectly[/sup][/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=#E64C09][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Life's A Beach[/I][/right][/SUP]
[INDENT]The ball released from his hand, flying true back to Rory as Lorcán jogged closer to the rest of the Canis boys. Chatter about taking the Intramural Laurels for themselves this year and putting an end to House Alces’ four-year winning streak. Competition wasn’t much of a motivator for Lorcán however, and winning wasn’t all that important to him. The last four years of Intramurals had been some of the most fun he’d had in his time at Pacific Royal. Their teammate and arguably, the champion of Alces; Katja Krueger, was incredibly skilled on the field, even without her abilities. 

A match against Alces was always sure to be an enjoyable one if only with the side effect of some [i]minor[/i] soreness the following morning.

With his disinterest in the topic at hand, Lorcán allowed his eyes to wander the beach. Faces he had met in passing, acquaintances and friends alike had gathered to blow off steam and frolic among the fleeting summer temperatures. They’d barely be halfway through the first semester before the campus would see its first snowfall.

The cold didn’t particularly bother Lorcán, his abilities allowed him to maintain a comfortable internal temperature, if only with a little more effort once the temperatures started to dip into what he affectionately referred to as ‘Calli-Weather’. The first snowfall of the year was almost always beautiful. Delicate flakes silently falling over the campus, melting on noses and outstretched tongues. Smiling blue eyes danced in front of Lorcán’s mind’s eye as the thought of snow brought forth one of his favourite memories, walking to class, a hand brushing against his for warmth amongst the falling snow with…

[color=#fe650d][I]Aurora.[/i][/color]

The distinct red hair derailed the memory as Lorcán’s neck practically snapped, turning to look toward the girl. His heart began to beat a little faster, its pace increasing as she removed her coverup, revealing the soft blue two-piece beneath, the fabric accenting her natural figure perfectly. It wasn’t like this was the first time that Lorcán had seen this much of Aurora, the pair spent a lot of their time on the beach. But the sight of the beautiful girl never ceased to send butterflies flurrying through his stomach as thoughts of asking her to the senior dance began to crash over him like waves of the ocean.

And then he was snapped back to reality.

The sound of leather slapping against skin echoed over the open water that bordered the sandy beach. A dull thud followed the unintentional assault as the senior classman was dropped into the sand. 

A drool-splattered ball landed beside his head.

[color=#fe650d]“Ow.”[/color]

[color=#04cf3a]"Shit, Lorc, sorry about that. Figured you had your hands up, so I was going for a tight spiral, and..."[/color] Came Rory’s apology, the older senior suddenly trailed off mid-sentence as his distracted scan of the beach spotted Aurora and Harper speaking to Gil a ways down the beach. He looked back to Lorcán slowly, his cheery smile transforming into a knowing grin. 

[color=#04cf3a]"I see, I see... something else catch your eye, Hot Shot?"[/color]

[color=#fe650d]“Yeah, all the swells I’m missing lying here because of you, dude.”[/color] Lorcán laughed before propping himself up on his elbows. He looked back over toward Aurora, only now noticing Harper, Gil and Mei for the first time. It looked like most of Blackjack was out today, he even saw Amma wading into the shallows. 

That had to be a good thing right? Her making an effort to join in on the fun. 

Lorcán couldn’t blame anyone for being stand-offish with Amma. She certainly wasn’t a warm person. However, something was enticing about her. It was the mystery of her arrival, the nature of her abilities and her overall demeanour. Maybe it was a hero complex within Lorcán that a part of him wanted to rescue her. 

[color=#fe650d]“Dude, did you iron your dress uniform?”[/color] Lorcán asked before kicking his feet into the air and jumping upright again. [color=#fe650d]“I [i]totally[/i] forgot about the senior dance after the Homecoming Trials, you think you’re going to ask anyone?”[/color] Lorcán fished, his fiery eyes darting back towards their redheaded teammate. His arm shot up to wave towards the gathered members of Blackjack while his mind began going through all the things Lorcán knew Aurora enjoyed.

His father had always said that you don’t ask someone out empty-handed. You need to bring a gift. But what gift could possibly say enough, while simultaneously playing it cool to lowkey ask a girl to the Senior Dance?

[color=#fe650d]“...How do you go about asking someone?”[/color] The question escaped from between Lorcán’s lips, but his words weren’t directed at Rory. It was more like a thought meant to be kept inside rather than suddenly out there for the Canis boys to hear. The smile on Lorcán’s face continued to grow.

[color=#fe650d]“Bro, can you pass me one of those 'Claws?”[/color][/INDENT][/INDENT][/color]