'Thwack!'
A hard stinging sensation pelted Tristan's arm, and of course he knew what had caused it. He had been watching as Fallon caught the frisbee, but turned away just as she tossed it, to sneeze. Much to his dismay, he was then hit by the toy...much harder than he would have expected it to be thrown. He bent down to pic
"Hey there Fallon...you throw a mean frisbee!"
Surprisingly, his arm still stung. However, he wasn't going to make a federal case of it, and appear a wimp. Instead he just rubbed his arm for a few seconds, and then tossed it to Peter. He hoped everyone would follow the frisbee in that direction, so he could give his arm a few more rubs.
Late night activities (Attn:Aishe Cont'd from Strip)
He wasn't too familiar with the Nachton streets. Even with Aishe's directions he was taking longer than he cared to.He had made a couple maneuvers to warrant a few other drivers to flash him that signal they seemed so fond of.
"Ah well, fuck them" Apollyon thought to himself as he neared the intersection.He only hoped he didn't keep his friend waiting long.
Patrick Tristan O Mannon
18 years ago
Aishe
18 years ago
It was almost too good to be true... the frisbee was passing close enough to her that if she just stepped to the side a bit... or ran... and jumped... success! Aishe gave a mighty leap and snagged the frisbee from the air in a frenzy of arms and legs.
Landing, her momentum carried her a few steps - until she was quite abruptly halted by an enormous wall of... Peter.
"Umph."
She staggered back a few steps and plopped onto her rear in the sand, grinning up at her friend with a silly expression. Raising her hand in the air she waved the frisbee at him.
"Too slow that time!"
Standing and brushing herself off, with an impetuous little poke of the tongue out at Peter, she flung the frisbe toward Fallon and Cyrus, trying to aim right between them.
((ooc: permission to intercept from Apollyon - permission to use Apollyon as guard rail too!))
Landing, her momentum carried her a few steps - until she was quite abruptly halted by an enormous wall of... Peter.
"Umph."
She staggered back a few steps and plopped onto her rear in the sand, grinning up at her friend with a silly expression. Raising her hand in the air she waved the frisbee at him.
"Too slow that time!"
Standing and brushing herself off, with an impetuous little poke of the tongue out at Peter, she flung the frisbe toward Fallon and Cyrus, trying to aim right between them.
((ooc: permission to intercept from Apollyon - permission to use Apollyon as guard rail too!))
Fallon
18 years ago
Watching the frisbee come towards both of them, Fallon was going to let Cyrus get it, until the last minute, when she changed her mind. A sly look struck her face, as she almost moved completely in front of him, and snatched the frisbee up.
"Look at that...I guess I'm learning a lot of things from you tonight."
Her eyes gleamed in mischief, as she winked at the earlier 'cheating' comment he had made.
"Sorry about that Tristan, I guess I got a little over zealous." She yelled across the sand.
Tempted to repeat the performance, she wisely decided against it, and directed her next toss back to Peter.
She hadn't given up her idea about Tristan, but needed to tone down her attentions. It wouldn't do to look too eager. Besides, whatever their relationship, she was here with Cyrus tonight, and wouldn't have liked him fawning all over another woman while they were on a date. The recent 'feeding' time excluded.
Not focusing fully, her throw to Peter went somewhat astray, but at least not towards the ocean. Who knew where this toss would wind up.
"Look at that...I guess I'm learning a lot of things from you tonight."
Her eyes gleamed in mischief, as she winked at the earlier 'cheating' comment he had made.
"Sorry about that Tristan, I guess I got a little over zealous." She yelled across the sand.
Tempted to repeat the performance, she wisely decided against it, and directed her next toss back to Peter.
She hadn't given up her idea about Tristan, but needed to tone down her attentions. It wouldn't do to look too eager. Besides, whatever their relationship, she was here with Cyrus tonight, and wouldn't have liked him fawning all over another woman while they were on a date. The recent 'feeding' time excluded.
Not focusing fully, her throw to Peter went somewhat astray, but at least not towards the ocean. Who knew where this toss would wind up.
Aishe
18 years ago
Having gotten her second wind, Aishe was in top form as she dug her feet into the sand, took off for the frisbee, and grabbed it out of the air.
"And away it goes again!"
Without pausing, she turned around and whipped it to Tristan.
"And away it goes again!"
Without pausing, she turned around and whipped it to Tristan.
Patrick Tristan O Mannon
18 years ago
Laughing as he watched as both girls seemed to snatch the frisbee from in front of their partners, Tristan found himself running back towards the surf again, to catch Aishe's throw. He was luckier than Peter in that he only got his feet wet, before he caught the flying disc.
Not wanting to stop the momentum of the volley from Aishe, he spun around like a man making a shot put, and then let the frisbee go.
Still laughing, it was anyone's guess where throw would end up.
Not wanting to stop the momentum of the volley from Aishe, he spun around like a man making a shot put, and then let the frisbee go.
Still laughing, it was anyone's guess where throw would end up.
Cyrus
18 years ago
The disk careened wildly. Cyrus arched a brow and nudged it towards himself enough that all he had to do was put out his hand and into it the disk landed. With a smirk he nodded at Tristan. "Interesting spin that one had!"
Hopefully it had looked somewhat plausable to swerve toward him at the last moment. He mimed the motion of throwing and sent the disk to Darius, er "Peter" but on the side away from Aishe. He vaguely wondered just how much he could get away with in directing it completely.
Hopefully it had looked somewhat plausable to swerve toward him at the last moment. He mimed the motion of throwing and sent the disk to Darius, er "Peter" but on the side away from Aishe. He vaguely wondered just how much he could get away with in directing it completely.
Apollyon
18 years ago
"Oh boy here comes that crazy egyptian again!"
he watched the frisbee coming in toward him, and watched Aishe going for the Threepeat."Not this time" He said to himself as he flashed a feral smirk.He could hear the steps of her trotting feet as she neared him. The Disc was very closet to him now, and everything moved in slow motion. in a seemingly lax manner, he sidestepped the interloper and retrieved the disc with the index finger of his left hand.Snickering, Apollyon jested,
"You have much to learn yet, young padawan."
In an unconscious effort of dexterity, apollyon flipped the frisbee off of his finger and into his hand.Flicking his wrist, he sent the frisbee screaming into the night, it's trajectory? Tristan.
he watched the frisbee coming in toward him, and watched Aishe going for the Threepeat."Not this time" He said to himself as he flashed a feral smirk.He could hear the steps of her trotting feet as she neared him. The Disc was very closet to him now, and everything moved in slow motion. in a seemingly lax manner, he sidestepped the interloper and retrieved the disc with the index finger of his left hand.Snickering, Apollyon jested,
"You have much to learn yet, young padawan."
In an unconscious effort of dexterity, apollyon flipped the frisbee off of his finger and into his hand.Flicking his wrist, he sent the frisbee screaming into the night, it's trajectory? Tristan.
Patrick Tristan O Mannon
18 years ago
Tristan laughed as he saw the frisbee rocketing towards him, this time thrown by Peter. He caught it by placing both hands in front of his face, and feeling the sting of the plastic on his palms.
"Hey! When did this game become target practice?"
A couple more shots like that, and he'd really start to get a complex.
The comment by Peter, to Aishe, didn't go unnoticed. 'Egyptian'? Tristan couldn't see Aishe well enough to know if her heritage was visible, though her name wasn't a familiar nationality. His curiosity about both girls was really starting to peak, but short of walking up into the face of each, he'd have to content himself with just their company for now.
"Ok Fallon...coming back at ya."
At least he was gentleman enough to announce his target. Besides which, he would never set out to hurt a girl...even if he felt a bit like retribution. The toss went softly sailing through the air.
"Hey! When did this game become target practice?"
A couple more shots like that, and he'd really start to get a complex.
The comment by Peter, to Aishe, didn't go unnoticed. 'Egyptian'? Tristan couldn't see Aishe well enough to know if her heritage was visible, though her name wasn't a familiar nationality. His curiosity about both girls was really starting to peak, but short of walking up into the face of each, he'd have to content himself with just their company for now.
"Ok Fallon...coming back at ya."
At least he was gentleman enough to announce his target. Besides which, he would never set out to hurt a girl...even if he felt a bit like retribution. The toss went softly sailing through the air.
Fallon
18 years ago
She caught the frisbee easily, and grinned.
Completely expecting him to throw the frisbee back at her with the same velocity she had sent it to him with, Fallon was surprised, and a little pleased to see he chose to place 'nice'. Sometimes she still forgot that not all men were out to hurt her, even in the most congenial settings.
However, to keep her interaction with Cyrus ongoing, Fallon moved further away from him, and flung the frisbee in his direction. Accompanying the throw was a small inside joke, she hoped he would find endearing.
"Here you go, you big pussycat you."
Completely expecting him to throw the frisbee back at her with the same velocity she had sent it to him with, Fallon was surprised, and a little pleased to see he chose to place 'nice'. Sometimes she still forgot that not all men were out to hurt her, even in the most congenial settings.
However, to keep her interaction with Cyrus ongoing, Fallon moved further away from him, and flung the frisbee in his direction. Accompanying the throw was a small inside joke, she hoped he would find endearing.
"Here you go, you big pussycat you."
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus almost missed the frisbee he was laughing so hard. With a graceful leap he put himself directly in front of the disk.
He fought back the urge to meow at her though he did bare his fangs in a mock snarl between chuckles.
"Remind me to introduce you to Amberelle."
Looking at the three others he asked loudly. "So how long did you three plan on freezing out here while throwing this fading disk around?"
He wound up and flung the disk outwards, resonably fast, level and firm. Direction, unknown as he had not aimed at anyone prior.
He fought back the urge to meow at her though he did bare his fangs in a mock snarl between chuckles.
"Remind me to introduce you to Amberelle."
Looking at the three others he asked loudly. "So how long did you three plan on freezing out here while throwing this fading disk around?"
He wound up and flung the disk outwards, resonably fast, level and firm. Direction, unknown as he had not aimed at anyone prior.
Apollyon
18 years ago
Apollyon was starting to feel a bit of a chill due to his wet and now, stiffening clothes.Once again he ran after the glowing frisbee. Some moments and about twenty yards later, the frisbee fell into his hands.Shrugging his shoulders he replied to his clanmate.
"I could play around out here all night. But I think my clothes are starting to freeze." He chuckled as he looked down at himself."Thankfully I have a change of clothes in the trunk."
He looked at his wrist watch to remind himself of the time. He nodded, there was still plenty of time.
He gently flicked his wrist and watched it gracefully glide to Aishe.
"I could play around out here all night. But I think my clothes are starting to freeze." He chuckled as he looked down at himself."Thankfully I have a change of clothes in the trunk."
He looked at his wrist watch to remind himself of the time. He nodded, there was still plenty of time.
He gently flicked his wrist and watched it gracefully glide to Aishe.
Aishe
18 years ago
Aishe plucked the frisbee out of the air and smiled brightly at Cyrus.
"We had no plans, that I'm aware of. It just seemed like a fun night to frolick. Although some of us take our frolicking more seriously than others," she laughed, with a glance over at Peter. "I have a towel in my backpack if you like. I didn't think there was a chance that neither of us would get wet so I came prepared!"
She flicked the frisbee away, back toward Tristan and Peter.
"We had no plans, that I'm aware of. It just seemed like a fun night to frolick. Although some of us take our frolicking more seriously than others," she laughed, with a glance over at Peter. "I have a towel in my backpack if you like. I didn't think there was a chance that neither of us would get wet so I came prepared!"
She flicked the frisbee away, back toward Tristan and Peter.
Patrick Tristan O Mannon
18 years ago
Though the evening was starting to wear on him, Tristan managed to run and catch the next throw from Aishe. He didn't think he was overstepping into Peter's area...the toss had gone almost directly between them.
"Well, I'm afraid I'm going to have to call it a night. I guess its a combination of the time change, and just not used to being out into the wee hours."
Plus his feet were becoming incredibly cold, having gotten wet and then just standing around in the freezing air. He wasn't sure how Peter was managing...the guy must be iron clad not to be frozen solid.
"It's really been great meeting you all, and Peter...I'll be sure to keep an eye out for your new shop. Maybe I'll run into the rest of you at one of those hot spots you referred to."
Tristan walked over to each, and held out his hand for a quick shake. Fallon's he held a little longer than the others, once he was up close and could see how truly pretty she was. Not that she was really prettier than Aishe...each woman had their own style...but there was something about the way Fallon looked at him that almost had him falling into her eyes.
But she was with another guy, so he managed to maintain some semblance of propriety.
As he was walking away, he remembered the frisbee in his hand, and gave it a quick spin into the group.
"Take care."
(Tristan out - pending responses)
"Well, I'm afraid I'm going to have to call it a night. I guess its a combination of the time change, and just not used to being out into the wee hours."
Plus his feet were becoming incredibly cold, having gotten wet and then just standing around in the freezing air. He wasn't sure how Peter was managing...the guy must be iron clad not to be frozen solid.
"It's really been great meeting you all, and Peter...I'll be sure to keep an eye out for your new shop. Maybe I'll run into the rest of you at one of those hot spots you referred to."
Tristan walked over to each, and held out his hand for a quick shake. Fallon's he held a little longer than the others, once he was up close and could see how truly pretty she was. Not that she was really prettier than Aishe...each woman had their own style...but there was something about the way Fallon looked at him that almost had him falling into her eyes.
But she was with another guy, so he managed to maintain some semblance of propriety.
As he was walking away, he remembered the frisbee in his hand, and gave it a quick spin into the group.
"Take care."
(Tristan out - pending responses)
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus deftly directed the disk towards him, rather than at Fallon's head. Catching it easily he looked at the other couple. "Anyone interested in coffee?"
He smiled at the pair. It was easy to hide his anger at Tristan. He had barely stopped short of making a move on Fallon. The urge to protect her was strong and it was lucky he had been able to shake hands and nod at the guy.
Spinning the disk as he pushed upwards, Cyrus got the disk to take loft and soar straight upwards before it started a gentle downward spiral. Who it would stop at was unknown.
He smiled at the pair. It was easy to hide his anger at Tristan. He had barely stopped short of making a move on Fallon. The urge to protect her was strong and it was lucky he had been able to shake hands and nod at the guy.
Spinning the disk as he pushed upwards, Cyrus got the disk to take loft and soar straight upwards before it started a gentle downward spiral. Who it would stop at was unknown.
Aishe
18 years ago
Aishe held out her hands for the frisbee as it glided gently into them.
"Coffee sounds lovely," she said, "and no doubt Peter could use a hot drink before he does freeze to the sand."
She was also enjoying the company, both Cyrus and Fallon seemed like terribly nice folks.
She looked over at Peter for his approval, since he was her ride after all. "How about it?"
She tossed the frisbee to Peter as if to punctuate her words.
"Coffee sounds lovely," she said, "and no doubt Peter could use a hot drink before he does freeze to the sand."
She was also enjoying the company, both Cyrus and Fallon seemed like terribly nice folks.
She looked over at Peter for his approval, since he was her ride after all. "How about it?"
She tossed the frisbee to Peter as if to punctuate her words.
Apollyon
18 years ago
He smiled at his companion as he caught the frisbee
"Sounds like a plan! Where are we meeting?"
Walking toward Aishe, he handed her the frisbee
"Sounds like a plan! Where are we meeting?"
Walking toward Aishe, he handed her the frisbee
Fallon
18 years ago
More than a little intrigued by her newfound status and powers, as well as her need for a food supply, Fallon had smiled at Tristan when he shook her hand. But it was somewhat more than just a casual smile...or at least she had meant for it to be.
Owing a great deal to Cyrus, along with not wanting to jeopardize their friendship, nor disrespect him, she tried to remain fairly passive, and just offer Tristan the smallest of smiles. Much to her surprise, he seemed to communicate something back to her that implied he had felt whatever she had wanted him to feel.
Unfortunately, it was all over too soon, and Tristan was gone before she could determine if any sort of connection had truly been made. Feeling a bit flustered at all the energy around her, she looked to Cyrus, and his calming presence.
Hearing Cyrus mention coffee, Fallon moved to stand next to him, and wound her arm through his. She was still battling the newness of everything, and found her connection to him to be most supportive.
"Coffee sounds wonderful...oh wait!"
Dropping his arm, she ran over and picked up her shoes from where she'd dropped them earlier, and then returned to his side.
"Well, we could go back to Flannigan's..." She offered, and then looked to Cyrus for his opinion. It was natural for her to feel the need to defer to whatever he wanted. "Unless you want to try some place else?"
Owing a great deal to Cyrus, along with not wanting to jeopardize their friendship, nor disrespect him, she tried to remain fairly passive, and just offer Tristan the smallest of smiles. Much to her surprise, he seemed to communicate something back to her that implied he had felt whatever she had wanted him to feel.
Unfortunately, it was all over too soon, and Tristan was gone before she could determine if any sort of connection had truly been made. Feeling a bit flustered at all the energy around her, she looked to Cyrus, and his calming presence.
Hearing Cyrus mention coffee, Fallon moved to stand next to him, and wound her arm through his. She was still battling the newness of everything, and found her connection to him to be most supportive.
"Coffee sounds wonderful...oh wait!"
Dropping his arm, she ran over and picked up her shoes from where she'd dropped them earlier, and then returned to his side.
"Well, we could go back to Flannigan's..." She offered, and then looked to Cyrus for his opinion. It was natural for her to feel the need to defer to whatever he wanted. "Unless you want to try some place else?"
Aishe
18 years ago
Aishe had grabbed her backpack, which was leaning against the railing close to where Cyrus and Fallon stood. She pulled her towel from it and handed it to Peter, accepting her now-dim frisbee from him in return.
"Wherever, anyplace is fine with me."
She, too, turned to Cyrus, as he seemed to be the one with the most knowledge. "Did you drive out here? You could ride with us, or we can follow you. Peter's my ride."
"Wherever, anyplace is fine with me."
She, too, turned to Cyrus, as he seemed to be the one with the most knowledge. "Did you drive out here? You could ride with us, or we can follow you. Peter's my ride."
Cyrus
18 years ago
"Thank you for the offer, though my car up at the Marina. You should have no trouble following, Peter. But if you happen to get lost its two blocks towards the Piazza from the convenience store."
Cyrus was pretty sure that Darius would have no trouble keeping up with his very safety conscious driver. Looking down he spotted Fallon's shoes as he did not want to cost her another pair if he could. Holding his arm out for Fallon he began the sandy journey up to the car.
"This was interesting. Thanks for allowing us to join you."
((ooc: Out to the strip pending responses.))
Cyrus was pretty sure that Darius would have no trouble keeping up with his very safety conscious driver. Looking down he spotted Fallon's shoes as he did not want to cost her another pair if he could. Holding his arm out for Fallon he began the sandy journey up to the car.
"This was interesting. Thanks for allowing us to join you."
((ooc: Out to the strip pending responses.))
Apollyon
18 years ago
Apollyon and Aishe walked side by side up to the parking lot he parked his "newly acquired" red convertible.Dreading a ride in the car with these wet clothes, he decided he would change before they left.
"Wait here just a moment," said Apollyon as he opened the passenger side door and guided her inside the car.He walked to the back of the automobile and popped open the trunk.the generously sized trunk door, hid all view from the front.Looking around, he noticed no one looking in his direction.His change of clothes were a black pair of jogging pants and a plain blue T shirt. He ripped off his wet clothing with great haste, and donned his "second string" clothes without wasting a moment.He took his wallet and keys from the soaking, and stiff jeans and put them in his pant's pocket.Now he was much more comfortable he shut the trunk and slid into the driver's seat and looking next to him he asked her
"Ready?"
(OOC: Apollyon out pending response)
"Wait here just a moment," said Apollyon as he opened the passenger side door and guided her inside the car.He walked to the back of the automobile and popped open the trunk.the generously sized trunk door, hid all view from the front.Looking around, he noticed no one looking in his direction.His change of clothes were a black pair of jogging pants and a plain blue T shirt. He ripped off his wet clothing with great haste, and donned his "second string" clothes without wasting a moment.He took his wallet and keys from the soaking, and stiff jeans and put them in his pant's pocket.Now he was much more comfortable he shut the trunk and slid into the driver's seat and looking next to him he asked her
"Ready?"
(OOC: Apollyon out pending response)