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[u][b]Location:[/b][/u] My Beach Bitches!
[u][b]Interaction With:[/b][/u] N/A
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Kicking her legs just enough to keep her above the water, Tis floated over a wave in the ocean. In the distance beyond the sound of crashing waves she could hear the party going on. Music was blaring, people were shouting and laughing, all of the ingredients for a perfect party. Tis was taking a break from it all for a moment. She had been working on this party all day, getting the final preparations together. And after a quick dip into the ocean she'd be perfectly ready to get drunk off her ass. Tis had learned the hard way not to get drunk before going into the ocean. Subconsciously she rubbed a part of her body when she had cut herself. 

Deciding that she had been floating around out in the water long enough, Tis flipped over and began swimming to shore. She was fairly far out at this point, partially because of the current, but also she wanted to be far enough that no drunk people would disturb her small escape. After five minutes of coasting with the waves, Tis strode out of the water onto the sandy beach. Reaching her hands up to the mess of hair about her face, she pulled it back over her shoulders, squeezing most of the water out. Interestingly enough, her hair had used to be dark brown when she was a kid, but all the salt water and sunlight had sunbleached her hair. 

Not caring about the water dripping off of her small bathing suit, she beelined straight towards her personal stash of alcohol and broke out a bottle of rum. It wasn't really that she liked the taste of rum, but it really did make her seem more like a pirate. Sighing happily as she took a deep sip, Tis began to walk back to the party looking for someone to get drunk with. [color=00aeef]"Duuudes, let's get shipwrecked!"[/color]

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[u][b]Location:[/b][/u] Atlantis Strang's Private Beach
[u][b]Interaction With:[/b][/u] Sophie Blackthorn - [@Ace of flames01]
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Will silently cursed Tis's name as he climbed through the forest towards the party. Only a numbskull like her would throw a party out in the middle of nowhere. Here he was, forced to go to his ex's party by his sports buddies, and they were (just like this party's location) nowhere to be found. It might have been his fault since he did manage to get himself lost, but he never had been that great at directions. Tripping over a root, Will stumbled through a bush into an opening. Standing somewhere to the side of the party, he looked over the glowing beach and let out an impressed whistle. For Tis, this was something special. Whoever, or whatever got her focused enough to set up this party was really something special.

Picking up one of the glowing sticks popping out of the sand he casually threw it down the beach while looking for one of his friends. This party wouldn't be much fun if he got drunk by himself. Picking up another he tossed it without looking and was rewarded by a small squeak as he nailed someone in the head. [color=#ba2121]"Oh, shit!"[/color] Ducking his head before the girl he hit saw him, Will started walking fast down the edge of the beach. Glancing back over his shoulder to see if the person he hit saw him, Will couldn't see the person he ran right into and knocked over. [color=#ba2121]"Fuck, I'm sorry, wasn't looking where I was going."[/color] Reaching out a hand he helped the girl he knocked over to her feet.