The Hair Knight
WELCOME TO CERULEAN COVE
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OOC NOTE:
Our second teen thread takes place on Quila, a canon planet with so little information that makes it perfect for our purposes. It is not on a map, so it can be anywhere and is open to any teenage character from any faction, and we can make just about anything happen on it.
As advised in the OOC thread, this is open to all teenage characters in the galaxy, basically any character that fits the functionally equivalent age to 13-19 in Humans, as well as those already invited through tags. We're just looking for some fun social or adventure RP, so bring what items makes your character comfortable, but this isn't a PVP thread, so burn out your competitive spirit in a waterspeeder race instead.
Get in the groove with a theme song and the description below.
[member="Nida Perl"] [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"] [member="Asaraa Vaashe"] [member="Caedyn Arenais"] [member="Loreena Arenais"] [member="Kiran Arlos"] [member="Xobos Yakieer"] [member="Beth Cadera"] [member="Abigail Meredydd"] [member="Chiassa"] [member="Darth Novus"] [member="Persephone Shan"] [member="Tarix Talso"] [member="Kahlil Zambrano"] [member="Mirra Voss"] [member="Demitry Draskovits"] [member="Larisa Young"] [member="Shoden Moz"] [member="Micah"] [member="Milla Ordo"] [member="Jaeson Starchaser"] [member="Seaja Linata"]
Our second teen thread takes place on Quila, a canon planet with so little information that makes it perfect for our purposes. It is not on a map, so it can be anywhere and is open to any teenage character from any faction, and we can make just about anything happen on it.
As advised in the OOC thread, this is open to all teenage characters in the galaxy, basically any character that fits the functionally equivalent age to 13-19 in Humans, as well as those already invited through tags. We're just looking for some fun social or adventure RP, so bring what items makes your character comfortable, but this isn't a PVP thread, so burn out your competitive spirit in a waterspeeder race instead.
Get in the groove with a theme song and the description below.
[member="Nida Perl"] [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"] [member="Asaraa Vaashe"] [member="Caedyn Arenais"] [member="Loreena Arenais"] [member="Kiran Arlos"] [member="Xobos Yakieer"] [member="Beth Cadera"] [member="Abigail Meredydd"] [member="Chiassa"] [member="Darth Novus"] [member="Persephone Shan"] [member="Tarix Talso"] [member="Kahlil Zambrano"] [member="Mirra Voss"] [member="Demitry Draskovits"] [member="Larisa Young"] [member="Shoden Moz"] [member="Micah"] [member="Milla Ordo"] [member="Jaeson Starchaser"] [member="Seaja Linata"]
"Like waves washing away the footprints on the sand, Cerulean Cove gives everyone a clean slate."
A sandy bank climbs gently out of the water of Quila's ocean for a few dozen meters before it inclines sharply in a towering set of cliffs that ring the beach on three sides, on top of which is a landing pad for starships with a pathway down to the beach. The ocean pokes into the inlet, providing a relatively calm area to swim and snorkel within, and a beach that isn't too prone to erosion. This means that its upper reaches are green in color, the foliage from the cliff has eagerly crept down and sent its roots into the sandy soil, providing a softer and cooler place to take a break from the sand and sea, and aided by a row of broad-leafed trees that seems to have grown for that very purpose.
Umbrellas are scattered about the beach, proving some respite from the sunny rays of the planet's star. That sun means warmer waters though, and makes the beach's cove an unlikely place to find one of Quila's predatory eels who prefer the colder temperature of deeper waters. A low reef lives on the cove floor instead, home to a dazzling array of corals and aquatic animals for sightseers to swim among. Snorkeling is such a popular past-time on Quila that equipment can be borrowed on just about any beach, such as the beachside cafe that occupies the high point of the beach.
Built halfway into the cliff, the cafe is a half stone/half wooden structure that serves the cove's beachgoers. It juts out into the grass-covered sand of the upper beach, providing a thatched-roof patio with a bar counter and half a dozen tables and chairs. Served by a small but dedicated staff led by a long-necked Quermian named Kael Vo, it offers refreshments, food, the aforementioned snorkeling equipment as well as any other necessities a beachgoer may have forgotten, first aid in the event of an injury, and rescue gear should the worst occur.
Rented out specifically for the occasion of today's teenage beachgoers, the cove neighbors a public beach which offers some more modern amenities like waterspeeders and diving gear for anyone interested in going out farther into the water. A well-known wreck of an ancient freighter lies submerged a few kilometers offshore, but while most tourists heed the strongly-worded warnings of locals who are familiar with the predatory eels that infest its wreckage, a few hardier —or more Force-imbued— souls are bound to attempt diving to its depths every so often, since rumors still persist of a treasure trove hidden within the vessel's unsalvaged cargo bay.
The sea seemed to breathe when he did.
Inhaling the briny air, Jerek stood facing the ocean of Quila as its ocean lapped the shore, its waves rushing up the sandy incline in a foamy expiration, only to be inhaled back into the depths as the cycle began anew. He stayed in sync for a few moments, the swash of water mimicking the tides of his own meditation, and it would have been easily to slip away from the beach and drift into the Force. The teen boy didn't have to resist the urge too strongly, today was a day he wanted to be in the moment for, and he was happy to be in the here and now.
Here and now, with Allya, on the beach of an ocean world.
Jerek grasped the hand of his girlfriend with his own, interlacing her fingers with his as the breeze blew off the ocean into their unmasked faces. This was not a time for armor or heavy apparel, and the blond-haired teenager had donned a pair of red-and-blue-patterned board shorts with a lightweight, sky-blue, buttoned shirt he left open to flap in the breeze. A pair of sunglasses perched on his face, shielding his eyes from the glare of the sun. His toes wiggled unshod in the sand, but just behind him lay the leather sandals he wore down to the beach level, anchoring the corners of the towel he had lain flat in the shade of an umbrella, their rented snorkeling gear tossed haphazardly on top of it.
"Force, this is beautiful, Allya," Jerek said, turning to her with a smile, wiggling his toes deeper beneath the hotter sand to contain his pent-up excitement. Having spent most of his outdoor childhood in prairie or wooded environments, the boy felt like a kid again, nearly manic with his giddiness. "I can't wait to get into the water, it's almost like being weightless. Like flying or," he leaned down close to his girlfriend's face, "like kissing you."
The girl stared out at the ocean for a minute as her boyfriend did the same. Fingers laced with his, and her mind drifted on the ocean breeze. For Passion Sith, places like this were important. They focused the mind, and gave you that awe inspired emotion. They were beautiful, and alive. Allya stood there, in a white shirt, and white shorts. Her yellow bikini could be faintly seen through the thin fabric. Her sandals sat on the towel next to Jerek's on the towels. Her toes also wiggled in the sand. The scars on her arms and legs were visible, faded but definitely there. She always felt naked without her armor, and weapons. However, she had learned to trust that Jerek would keep her safe, and so, she allowed her guard to be lowered.
Her emotions were wrapped up in this place, expanded across the entire beach, out into the ocean, and below it. She could feel so much, and her mind explored around. Whenever Jerek's mind wandered, when he began to explore through the force as well, her own presence was there, and it nudged his, wrapped around his, and she had him explore it together with her. It was a very intimate act, caused by her having allowed her guard to be lowered. But it was so much fun for her to to have someone close by that could explore like this with her.
Once their entwined minds went back to the present, to the physical, she giggled and gazed into his hazel eyes. She swayed a bit, and smirked. “It is beautiful. But...not compared to you Cyar'ika. But I can't wait to go swimming with you.” Allya's eyes definitely wandered down a bit, over Jerek's open shirt and well formed body. Yeah, this was definitely a good sight. As he mentioned kissing her, she couldn't help herself. She leaned over and pressed her lips softly to his for a brief moment. “Thank you for coming here with me, Cyar'ika. Gah! I haven’t had a vacation like this in forever! And I get to have it with you. I’m way excited.” The girl practically bounced up and down on her toes, while she stared into his eyes.
As the electric feeling of the kiss subsided, Jerek closed his eyes to savor the feeling, trying to capture the memory and affix it forever in his mind. He opened it to find Allya's eyes in his, and needed no greater effort to remember this moment. The boy chuckled, trying to regain his composure. It was too easy to get lost in the moment with this girl. He took his eyes, reluctantly, from Allya's and scanned the rest of the beach to the other teenagers who had come along today, making sure he could spot Micah as well. A getaway on a beach, away from all the cares of the galaxy, it was just what they all needed right now.
Nodding to nobody but himself, the youth stepped back with enough space to shrug out of the shirt, tucking it quickly in a casual fold and then setting it down on the towel with his sunglasses on top. He stood, looking back over Allya in her white outfit, the bright color of her bikini showing through in the bright sunlight. Now his chuckle was a mirthful laugh, "Are you going to swim in all of that? Come on!"