07-09-2017, 04:03 PM
The sound of Blink coming through one of her classic green portals sounded mostly like a 'fwoosh.' At least, that was the sound the young boy behind the t-shirt stand heard while his vision was focused elsewhere (ogling some girl in a bikini). He turned his head to look at where the sound came from and was startled to see dark purple locks over a bright fuchsia-shaded face. "Ah!" he jumped back, surprised to see anyone standing there, much less a beautiful strangely-colored girl. "Where did you come from?"
"I was here the whole time," Blink lied. She wasn't focused too much on the boy, and instead looked at the stock he had next to his booth.
She had appeared on the boardwalk street leading down towards a beautiful beach, which rests in the shade of an amusement park nearby. It was busy, which she didn't like, but the weather was excellent for a trip down onto the sand (as it usually was in this area, she had come to learn). For all of the excitement and crazyness she was used to getting to, she didn't have anything to do today aside from traveling back home to Coruscant. Thus, a split second decision was made and she decided to take a small break here. The problem was that she was not (and never was) dressed for beach-time. Her green cloak covered her other clothes, making it a little warmer then it needed to be. Thus, she needed some new gear.
"I want this," she told the t-shirt vendor, who was still trying to figure out who she was and why she was here. She was pointing a long finger towards a single blue t-shirt that said 'Costa Del Sol' on it, with a tacky picture of an island and a palm tree drawn into the letters. Her eyes shifted from left of the booth to the opposite side, where different sets of swimsuits rested. Her emerald eyes found a set of bottoms and top that had the appropriate colors she liked: green and white. "And those," she added. She tossed a bundle of whatever currency she had in her cloak's pocket and snatched the clothing.
"Uh, looks good..." the boy trailed on, looking at the money she had tossed. She didn't pay much attention to what exactly she had, but apparently it was enough. Just as quickly as she had appeared, she vanishied, new clothing in hand.
By the time she appeared out of another portal on the beach, she had already stopped in at the hotel room she had been staying in. Now, she was dressed in more comfortable (and beach appropriate) clothing. The tacky tourist shirt covered her torso, but she only had on the striped swimsuit bottoms to cover her mid-section. She deposited a red towel that was in her room on the beach, and then flopped down on it. She couldn't tan, per se, but she laid back anyway on the sand to absorb that wonderful sensation of the sun hitting her dark skin.
It was a good feeling, doing absolutely nothing productive with her time. She thought about ways to do it again as she covered her eyes with her own arm. "Mm." She sighed.
"I was here the whole time," Blink lied. She wasn't focused too much on the boy, and instead looked at the stock he had next to his booth.
She had appeared on the boardwalk street leading down towards a beautiful beach, which rests in the shade of an amusement park nearby. It was busy, which she didn't like, but the weather was excellent for a trip down onto the sand (as it usually was in this area, she had come to learn). For all of the excitement and crazyness she was used to getting to, she didn't have anything to do today aside from traveling back home to Coruscant. Thus, a split second decision was made and she decided to take a small break here. The problem was that she was not (and never was) dressed for beach-time. Her green cloak covered her other clothes, making it a little warmer then it needed to be. Thus, she needed some new gear.
"I want this," she told the t-shirt vendor, who was still trying to figure out who she was and why she was here. She was pointing a long finger towards a single blue t-shirt that said 'Costa Del Sol' on it, with a tacky picture of an island and a palm tree drawn into the letters. Her eyes shifted from left of the booth to the opposite side, where different sets of swimsuits rested. Her emerald eyes found a set of bottoms and top that had the appropriate colors she liked: green and white. "And those," she added. She tossed a bundle of whatever currency she had in her cloak's pocket and snatched the clothing.
"Uh, looks good..." the boy trailed on, looking at the money she had tossed. She didn't pay much attention to what exactly she had, but apparently it was enough. Just as quickly as she had appeared, she vanishied, new clothing in hand.
By the time she appeared out of another portal on the beach, she had already stopped in at the hotel room she had been staying in. Now, she was dressed in more comfortable (and beach appropriate) clothing. The tacky tourist shirt covered her torso, but she only had on the striped swimsuit bottoms to cover her mid-section. She deposited a red towel that was in her room on the beach, and then flopped down on it. She couldn't tan, per se, but she laid back anyway on the sand to absorb that wonderful sensation of the sun hitting her dark skin.
It was a good feeling, doing absolutely nothing productive with her time. She thought about ways to do it again as she covered her eyes with her own arm. "Mm." She sighed.
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