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 [u][b] Los Paraísos: The Beach [/u][/b]

It seemed her group was none too happy to find that the beach bars here were lacking in seats, but at least there were available beach chairs lined up on the sand, many of them with large umbrellas to block the sun. After some grumbling everyone seemed to settle down some, with an umbrella being set up and sunscreen being passed around. Aria turned to the bartender to order her drink and to borrow a large umbrella just in case they needed some more shade- the illusionist doubted everyone would be able to fit under Selan’s. 

A loud yell made her turn in time to see poor Syed get knocked over from a headbutt to the back from Moira and she winced in sympathy. Watching as Lucien helped Syed back on his feet, she answered Moira and grabbed her drink from the counter and moved over to where Selan had set up her umbrella, sticking her own borrowed umbrella next to it so they now had a total of four shaded chairs. 

“Four chairs should be enough for now, right?” Before she could get an answer however, a loud and quite boisterous entrance was made by six men who sauntered down the beach, setting up a volleyball court next to where they were located. She raised an eyebrow, watching them flex and stretch rather exaggeratedly, lips twitching in amusement at their attempt to garner the attention of the ladies on the beach. They weren’t bad to look at, she decided with a tilt of the head, but it was unfortunate they weren’t her type. It seemed that they were rather interested in her little group however, and would often glance over during their game which was rather awfully played in her opinion. If they were going to show off shouldn’t they pay more attention- Oh too late, one of the guys got hit in the face while waggling his eyebrows at Selan. 

Too engrossed in watching the men’s attempts to show off Aria barely noticed Selan stand up and saunter over to the edge of the drawn lines and challenge them to a game. The illusionist blinked in surprise; her first impression of the woman was that she was a bit more withdrawn and demure than the other guilders but perhaps this wasn’t the case at all. Aria took another sip of the mojito in her hand before balancing it on the small table between two chairs. It seemed that Lucien was for a game as well, so she shrugged off her cover dress to reveal her own two-piece swimsuit and chimed in with the two. “I’m certainly up for a game or two,” she crossed her arms and gave a flirty wink to the men. “if you’re not too afraid of losing, that is.”