Scene #565:

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Faruja	It's a beautiful day on the lonely island where Faruja has taken his love. There's barely even a population, only a small town of about fifty, primarily devoted to the excavation of the nearby Nelveska Temple; an ancient religious site rumored to harken back to the time of the Pharist Church. It may be held as an example of all things 'impious', but even the Church has a keen interest in what lies beneath. But right now, Faruja is far more interested in a day out on the beach with a certain lizardess! The Burmecian has found a small, pretty little section of sand, hauling a basket, a few towels, and lounge chairs in his arms. The trip by chocobo-back wasn't long at all from the small town, no doubt glad for a bit of tourism. The Burmecian sets out a towel, setting aside a volleyball he's scrounged up from somewhere. Attire for the day? A pair of white swim trunks with a blue band. Faruja sighs happily, turning to gaze out upon the water. "Ahh...beautiful!"
Ainsley	Ainsley loves beaches. The invitation that she got was accepted quite eagerly, resulting in her packing up everything she thought might be fitting for a relaxing excursion on a sandy shore. The location, though, forced her to make sure she brought a dagger or two so that she had a weapon nearby should something or someone threatening interrupt her fun! When she arrived on her own chocobo, she seems to be adorned in robes with a big bag and a cooler in tow. The lizard girl found a spot to set down the towel Faruja brought for her, careful to make sure it's evenly spread across the sand. Once she had her own little spot set up ... she dropped the cooler and bag on top of it. Because she plans for any drying off to be with Faruja, cuddled up with him! Prepared for their little vacation away from everything, she pulls her robes off and reveals that she's in tight one-piece that fits to the curves of her body, a plain white outfit that reveals her now-long legs. The feathers that cover her back remain exposed, though, for comfort reasons. And only then does she walk over and wrap Faruja in a big hug, setting her chin on his shoulder. "So glad we get this time together," she murmurs gently.
Faruja	Faruja can't help but admire his recently changed lizardess! It's still slightly strange, having to look /up/, but a little adjustment in dancing and life has come as he's acclimated. Besides, her added height does help in getting those pesky high-up books! When arms wrap about him? A hand reaches up, rubbing through her head-feathers, the male leaning right in and returning the hug just as tightly! Smooch! Right on the cheek! "'Tis been far too long, my sweet" Whispers the rat right back, eye closing as he basks in the presence of his love! But the reverie doesn't last forever! No, with a sly grin, the rat's arms find her back and legs! What horrid thing is he doing? Attempting to sweep her up into his arms in a bridal carry! Of course, given her new size, this little plan might have him overbalancing! "But let us not waste such beautiful water! Come, my sweet, to cooling liquid!" Hopefully the pair won't just tip over as Faruja tries to carry her off, and splash into the waves, getting them both horridly wet!
Ainsley	A giggle accompanies his cheek kiss! Ainsley is in good spirits today, thanks to the pleasant temperature and weather here at this beach. And since no one really comes here -- thanks to the Church presence nearby, probably -- she can do something as brash as giving him a big, wet, and somewhat overeager kiss right on the muzzle. Which stops when she's swept off her feet! She stares in surprise at him as he carries them both toward the water, her fingers clinging to his fur in a bit of a panic! And then they flop into the water! He'd find she doesn't actually weigh that much, somehow, as if that were an effect of her magic. Not so light as to float easily on the water, but enough that she won't have any risk of drowning in it. She giggles once she surfaces, and splashes water at Faruja with both hands. "You can be an impish creature, sometimes!" she remarks, because of the way he carried her into the water like that. And then she dives under the water... and tests how her flight power works under there. A churning of bubbles and then a surfacing a few seconds later, and she laughs a bit. "I trapped air in your swim shorts!" she exclaims, quite amused by this fact.
Faruja	Faruja returns the kiss just as eagerly, lingering before performing his dastardly deed! Splash! At least she doesn't weight much, the rat taking the opportunity to hug and generally swing about his love in the water! But soon the dreaded assault comes, Faruja's fur going slick about the face as he's splashed upon, the rat laughing! "I learned from the best in the Union, mine dear!" Faruja's just about to grab and utterly mess up those lovely head-feathers, when the slippery lizard dives underwater! What's that sensation? 5r bubbles! Faruja's shorts inflate like a balloon! Two ears waggle, and he goes red! "Methinks ye art the true imp, mine love! Have at thee!" Both hands press his shorts, causing a deluge of bubbles, before he's splashing and starting to swim after Ainsley, tail threatening to tickle her feet and ankles as he does so!
Ainsley	Nothing but giggles come from Ainsley at that point, as she quickly finds herself retaliated against by her nezumi lover! She writhes in the water, wiggling and desperate to escape, but only in a playful manner! She doesn't want to accidentally kick him! And eventually she ends up floating out of the water and standing on the surface, which she doesn't really think about at first. She soon uses her tail to cover herself a bit like an ineffective sarong, feathers fanned so that he's not staring right up at anything from that angle. Then she floooats back and lands in the water, and sticks her tongue out at him, smiling and blushing brightly. She coyly swims backward, as if daring him to pursue her through the water! She is such a cheater at this game.
Faruja	Griiin! Faruja can't quite laugh underwater, the rodent supressing a giggle beneath the waves with all of his will! Deft tail and hands torment our poor hero-lizard as she wiggles away, just out of reach! Then she's floating upon the water itself, the rat's ears wiggling a bit. Suddenly, he seems in no hurry for a few moments, blushing a bit. Yup, this beach is wonderful. As she swims backwards? Faruja is on the chase! He comes up for air with a gasp, the rat then ducking back in! Seems the poor nezumi keeps getting distracted, face almost entirely red beneath the fur by now, rising up to stick his tongue out right back! "Ye art one crafty little water-lizard, Ainsley! This shan't go unpunished!" A wave of the hand, a bit of magic...and a small splash of water assaults poor Ainsley as she swims! Vengeance! Should he catch up? He'll pull her right into an underwater hug and kiss. Smoooooch! Only once air becomes a problem does he break it. "...I love ye, Ainsley. Faram, what wouldst I do without ye?" Comes the rat, love and affection laced in voice and gaze.
Ainsley	The lizard girl is quite happy to avoid Faruja with an ease that seems quite effortless for her. She seems to be using her flight magic to propel herself backwards at a slow pace. But then she realizes he's about to turn the tables. She's splashed right in the face! As she sputters, he gets the better of her, and the reptile scholar finds herself grabbed by a determined rat! And kissed, something she melts into, especially the way they just float in the water like that. She's careful to hold her breath, though! And once the snogging and snuggling is done, they're surfaced, and she's smiling like the happiest girl in the world. "You would probably be a much more fiery, much less reasonable inquisitor," she tells him, without a single ounce of modesty on the matter. She kisses his nose. "But I don't know..." She reaches up to pet both of his cheeks, rubbing her thumbs at his muzzle.
Faruja	Faruja can't help but wiggle his ears as his dastardly plan works! After plenty of basking in the light of his love, they're back up to where they can actually breathe. It's worth the oxygen deprivation. A hand goes to his chest. "And deprive Inquisitor Cecily of her calling card? Such a /travesty/~! Nay, I quite /like/ what ye hath helped mold me into, mine dar. I...well. Were it not for ye, and the Union..." He trails off, and there's a rare shiver of true fear in the rat. % A shake of the head. "Let us not dwell on such things! We art here to enjoy ourselves. Why, methinks a good long swi..." Grrrrgrumblerumblegrumble. Faruja blushes. "Th...that is, methinks 'tis lunch time." Betrayer, thine name is stomach. the rat starts swimming to shore, and towards food!
Ainsley	That's definitely not something she wants to think about. 'What if he had succumbed to the stone's effects?' That's something that goes through Ainsley's head day after day, actually, to the point that she worries quite a lot about him. She finds herself giving him a big smile, trying to comfort him by seeming positive, when he shivers in fear. She even squeezes him a little! She agrees, though. Best not to dwell on it. Even if every fiber of her being is drawn tight by those thoughts, sometimes. She starts swimming along with Faruja, and stepping out of the water. With a swirl of wind, she is soon dried off, all of the water and any minerals in it just pushed off of her scales and out of her feathers... and at the end of it, she shines pristinely, having been so thoroughly cleaned. Her scales, when freshly cleaned, glimmer in the sunlight almost like obsidian and ivory. Her feathers, however, are now more floofy and frazzled. She steps over to the bag, digging in it to retrieve a sandwich for herself, then sit on Faruja's towel and smugly smile at him.
Faruja	The squeezing hug finally has the rat relaxing a little, troubles melting away with the presence of the woman he loves. He watches as the wind insta-dries the lizardess, his gaze somewhere between envious and entranced. Those (quite soggy!) ears of his droop a bit as he sits down on the towel. "Ye bloody cheater!" Poke! Poke poke poke! Faruja prods Ains' tummy with a tail, before laughing as he too grabs a sandwich. He'll have to towel off for now! An errant hand /does/ help floof up those feathers though! "Ye look as though ye were sent through one of Ser Stark's 'drying machines'!" Nomf! Take that, smug lizard! "How art ye adjusting to thine new form, Ainsley?"
Ainsley	Ainsley looks at Faruja for a bit, mildly baffled by his complaint. The prodding gets a smirk out of her, pleased that she has some sort of power over her lover to make him jealous of her abilities. But instead of leaving him to suffer, she points a hand with a gentle gesture, and a swirl of wind blusters around Faruja. It blowdries the whole of him. She carefully reaches to hold his sandwich so the wind doesn't blow it right out of his hand. And when she's done, she seems even /more/ smug, despite how silly she knows she looks. "I love it," she admits to Faruja. "I feel like a new me. I feel healthy, energized, happier..." She streeetches her arms above her head. "I don't ever have to go back to my own world, if I don't want to. There was never anything there for me, anyways." She smiles brightly at Faruja. "It's one of the best things that's ever happened to me."
Faruja	Poomf! The blast of wind sends Faruja's fur straight on end, the rat looking like a puffball of rat fur. The Burmecian looks at his lover, half stunned, and ears folding back. "I...I surrender to thine superior drying abilities." Someone give that poor rat a furbrush! Then, he can't help but grin at hearing just how happy she is in her new, dare he say /natural/ form. It just feels right. "I'm glad. Ye look absolutely stunning, and most important of all, ye art happier than I hath seen ye in some time." Smile! "I believe we both owe Lady Nom de Plum much." Leave it to Faruja to consider the Abstractum people. "And just in time. These things rarely happen without reason, Ainsley. Use thine abilities well." OH, right, food. His stomach reminds him handily. Grooooowl! Faruja gets to devouring it. "Ye aught find a proper home, then. Methinks Ivalice is out." He's well aware of her distaste for his homeland. "Njorun is nice, but call me old fashioned: a cage of steel upon the heavens is nay way to live."