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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 9, 2014 4:30:55 GMT
Steph had lived in Australia her whole life, with the occasional trip out to sea of course, so this was her first time in America. She had heard a mix of good and bad..and she defiantly should have listened to the bad. The beaches were crap. Too many unruly visitors and way too much litter. What could be worse?
"The waves are soo small.." Steph frowned looking out at the ocean from the sand, "They're like babies.. I need adult waves."
She had been corresponding with another girl like her over the internet and they agreed to meet here.
"I really hope she isn't some 40 year old perv."
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Post by Elle Jareau on Jul 9, 2014 19:11:56 GMT
Elle laid down on the beach, clad only in a yellow bathing suit and a pair of expensive sunglasses. She usually didn't spend time at the beach - she preferred the mountains if she was staying on the ground - but she had someone to meet anyway, so a bit of a tan wouldn't hurt. She kept her wings retracted so she wouldn't raise suspicion, and also so they wouldn't melt if she flied too close to the sun. She chuckled as she thought up that joke, before pulling out her phone yo check with the girl she was meeting.
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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 9, 2014 19:16:03 GMT
Steph's cell began to vibrate with the arrival of a text message from Elle. Steph nodded, reading it before hopping up and walking over to where she might find a girl in a yellow bathing suit.
She was wearing a blue two piece herself and had her shortish hair tied back in a pony tail, all of which she described to the girl over her own text message.
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Post by Elle Jareau on Jul 9, 2014 19:26:25 GMT
Elle closed her own cellphone and sat up slightly, looking around for the girl described in the text message. After a momment she saw her and raised a hand in the air. "Over here!" she said, waving.
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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 9, 2014 19:28:22 GMT
Steph nodded when she spotted the waving girl, who looked exactly as descried and not an overweight forty year old dude.
"Sup," she said nearing her, "You must be Elle, right? The bird girl?"
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Post by Elle Jareau on Jul 9, 2014 19:37:03 GMT
Elle smiled and summoned her wings, which appeared in small burst of yellow energy. She made them disappear a few seconds later. "That answer your question?"
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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 9, 2014 19:52:03 GMT
"I guess it does," she said, falling backwards into the sand, sticking her feet up, "I'm Stephanie, you know, the fish girl."
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Post by Elle Jareau on Jul 9, 2014 19:56:02 GMT
"Nice to meet ya" Elle said. "I've never actually met anyone else like me."
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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 9, 2014 21:09:09 GMT
"Likewise. That's why I was so psyched to meet you after you put up that ad on Craigslist."
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Post by Elle Jareau on Jul 9, 2014 22:48:42 GMT
"I'm just glad you're not since forty year old who wants to kill me" Elle laughed. After a second she looked up at Stephanie and wondered "How many more I'd is so you think there are?"
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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 10, 2014 0:38:15 GMT
"I'd is..?" Steph looked at her puzzled, "Girl, i've got no idea what you're saying.."
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Post by Elle Jareau on Jul 10, 2014 2:22:16 GMT
*Its a typo -_-*
"Like us" Elle said. "I'm slightly hung over, apologies."
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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 10, 2014 2:27:08 GMT
"I see," she chuckled, "But yeah that would be kinda nice. We could form our own club or something, have matching jackets and everything."
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Post by Elle Jareau on Jul 10, 2014 2:32:51 GMT
"I do love a good jacket" Elle agreed.
Something began to stir under the sand a couple hundred feet away.
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Post by Steph, Lotte, and Nereid on Jul 10, 2014 2:35:20 GMT
Steph didn't notice and sighed in happy relief, "Feel that summer breeze. It's such a great day to be alive, don't you think?"
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