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[c_zacatechichi]

[Anyone who knows Fela knows very well how much she likes to sunbathe. Considering how little she sleeps at night, with her mind busy roaming the dreaming, her frequent habit of daytime naps is not so very strange. She can often be found near her house, laid out on the warm clay with the sun spilling over her face.

Today, however, there is ocean. She does not remember the last time she saw the ocean in the waking world, but she knows that its beauty is featured often in the sleeping fantasies of those she cares for. And it is beautiful. The water glitters beneath the full sun and the sand is silky beneath bare feet. She shields her eyes for a moment as she comes upon the dunes, looking out over the scene with eagerness, feeling the breeze kicked up by the tide as it sends her hair and her skirts fluttering.

She unties the long skirt from around her waist as she heads out across the sand in her top and simple colaless. The top, however, will not be lasting long. It is already quite revealing, covering only the barest essentials for polite company, and in its bright print had probably already been mistaken for a cloth bathing top already. She unties it without much care, making a pile of clothes that she weights down against the wind with the many colorful bracelets and necklaces she wears, as well as the beaded purse she keeps across her body.

She heads down to the water then, laying out in the wet sand where the tide can keep her cool and wet under the sun. She doesn't intend to go anywhere else today. Although there is one thing missing, which she calls to the vine to attend to:]

Mahalia? [She's rolled onto her stomach, wet hair spilling across her face. She pushes it off with a laugh. As she moves, the sun catches her skin and the water and she really is absolutely glowing.] Are you coming to join me?

[As the tide rolls back, it becomes a bit more obvious that it was not just the water glittering so brilliantly. The wild effects of the water have deemed that their visitor be gifted with scintillating scales, nearly translucent except for the sheen of colors that flash every time they catch the light. A rainbow of color overlaying already golden skin. But perhaps you will have to get a bit closer to see them in detail.]

It is lovely either way, but you know I would enjoy your company. Well, really, anyone is invited.

[She laughs again, wiggling her fingers in greeting at the mirror.]




[[ooc; is Vee blatantly abusing the fact that her PB is a sexy sexy swimsuit model? Yeah. Yeah she is.]]

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[c_zacatechichi]

[Fela isn't going anywhere, she'll be napping right where she is, sparkles and all.]

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't take Mahalia too long to actually get there - what takes the most time is her looking through the small collection of clothes she has here for something more sand-and-surf appropriate. She doesn't really have anything though, keeps to long skirts and long dresses, and the best she can come up with is a thinner vest and a skirt, and two towels, making a guess that Fela didn't take one.

She finds Fela exactly where she had been on the vine, and that isn't so surprising, she knows what Fela's like when she's sunbathing. Still, it's now that she notices the scales that have appeared on her sister's skin, and she crouches down next to her to look at them more closely, concerned, curious.]

[c_zacatechichi]

[Towels? Who needs towels, she'll dry off eventually. She does stir as Mahalia draws near, at least, is very used to the feeling of her little sister's glitter in the air.

She lifts her head from where she'd had it resting on her folded arms, sitting up. It's about time to turn back over onto her back. She's already so dark it probably wouldn't show if she tanned unevenly, and it is unlikely she would burn, but it's really just the principle of the thing.]

There you are, chiquita.

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

[Mahalia has been living with Fela for a while now, she's used to her sister's attitude towards clothes and nudity. She just points at patches of Fela's skin, careful not to touch.]

Fela, you have scales. They look like... fish scales, I think.

[c_zacatechichi]

Hm?

[Fela lifts her arm to have a look. The scales were not uncomfortable, especially not with the tide rolling in over her to keep them wet. She hadn't really noticed.

The sight does not particularly disturb her either.]

That is very strange...

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

[Mahalia gives a soft little trill, hand hovering close to Fela's skin, sensing how the scales reflect the sound. She gives another trill, at a different pitch, then curls her hand away.]

It might be one of those changes that come from the wild places.

[She looks around them, at the beach, then out at the ocean.]

I didn't think there'd be any of them, here, but it still doesn't feel... solid, like the rest of the Gardens.

[But where did it come from? She'd been out here earlier, with Ellie, and nothing had happened to either of them.]

[c_zacatechichi]

[Fela laughs warmly, reaching out the stroke Mahalia's hair briefly.]

No, I do not suppose the water would be.

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

[Prissy birdy face, Fela.]

I didn't mean like that.

[c_zacatechichi]

I do not understand it myself, but here they are.

[She admires the way she shines in the light idly.]

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

They are pretty. But I'd rather my hair didn't start acting with a mind of its own again.

[c_zacatechichi]

[She chuckles, settling back on her elbows.]

It was mostly harmless, in the end, wasn't it?

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

It was alarming and incredibly annoying.

[But yes, completely harmless.]

[c_zacatechichi]

Don't fret, querida, just enjoy the sun.

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

[She sighs, quietly, mouth still a little thin, but it's difficult to sulk much when the ocean is so beautiful and the sun so warm.]

I am.