Full Moon Trouble

[Dust]

Scattered around the beaches were pretty uninteresting huts, 4 foot by 4 foot little stalls in rows of 5. With very little investigation anyone can find that they were showers. Their use is for the swimmers to wash off the salt water, tanning girls to scrub off the oil and freshen up, for volley ball players to rinse off the sand and sweat after a hard day's worth of games. They were also a great convenience to anyone who needed a good shower but lacked the funds of means for a hotel room here in Costa Del Sol; Or in Dust's case, a freshly created Prime who didn't know the world's recommended ways of doing things. 

After their victory drink, Dust walked out of the restaurant to get away from the crowds that were now jumping in to get a drink after their hard day of doing whatever they were doing, and shuffled close to the beach again. He saw these huts and became curious. When he found they were simple showers, he stepped in, pulled the flimsy door into the solid lock, and began to undress. He only had the pair of shorts he wore, and even he was surprised to find this. They had been rather comfortable and tight fitting, but not at all pinching in sensitive places. He looked at them, shrugged, and hung them over the door.

The water spout was high above him, even at his 6'9" height, and stared ominously back at him while the full moon lit the small room enough for Dust to work the knob. There was exactly one knob, and it made him cringe. That meant there was no setting the temperature of the water, which meant this could be a very brief but freezing shower. Ookami let out a sigh, but could smell the sweat on his skin and reached out for the single glittering knob. Turning it caused it to creak metallically in protest.

He heard the rush of the water up the pipe, turned his face away, and winced before the water even spit up the pre-pressured water. Then it hit him full force, and he winced harder! Only to be pleasantly surprised by the luke warmth as the liquid pelted his bare chest and shoulders. He looked back up at the spout, confused and curious to what magic this was, then remembered where he was. How he got here.. 

He washed up casually, enjoying the warmth of the water as it ran down each muscle, smelling the un-scented generic soap that hung from the head of the shower by a rope, marveling at how it never seemed to get lower no matter how much he used, running his hands through his hair as he looked at nothing, turning around to feel the relaxing spray against his sore shoulders and hot back. He realized after he turned the knob again that he did not have a towel, and instead of conjuring one up he sat down naked on the seat and just stared at the empowering rays of Selena shine up the metal as drops of water streatched itself thin before the excess freed itself and dropped out of sight.

Wolf closed his eyes and just listened to the waves, goosebumps scattering across his entire body as the water on him cooled before evaporating naturally or collected on the floor under him. He thought he heard someone speaking in whispers, but he couldn't sense anyone. He slowly drifted closer to sleep..

Only to jump out of it once he realized what was happening. Rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands he groaned. He couldn't help but think of Shock at that exact moment. Where was she? Did she make it out in time? Make it out at all? He sighed, checked his body with his hands, found that he was mostly dried, and dressed. In just the shorts again. SW - 808 walked out of the hut, leaving it roughly in the same state he'd found it, but when he looked up he caught the glimmer of something in the sand on the shore of the beach, just as waves rolled in and crashed against whatever it was.

He became curious and moved over, letting his still wet feet collect the dry sand as he trotted over most of the beach, and then cautiously approached by walking straight to the shore line. He looked down at what was glittering under the falling back waves, but only saw it for what it was when the water breathed back into the ocean. A coin. A gold coin. How odd...

It could only be odd to the modern day werewolf because he has never seen a random gold coin, but given that they were on a beach and he'd heard of talk of pirates on the radio, maybe it wasn't so far-fetched to believe gold coins could be common. "Strange.." But alluring enough for the bulk of a man to step closer, squat down, reach into the sand, and close his fingers around the mysterious item. The sea in front of him washed over his hands and ankles, cleaning off the coin, and as the waves pulled back he brought the trinket to his face, looking it over..

[Ricter]

Xavier's drink was good, he had a tolerance for sweet things and given his affinity for being around ghost and having one inside of his body he was more than capable of taking oddly high concentrated things, though as he noticed the day begin to shift and the sun would travel across the sky in this world he'd prepare to get ready to go. It would get crowded inside of the small establishment and he didn't want to get caught in it all, which Dust seemed to have the same idea as he walked with him out of the building. Heading to what they planed to do, which was shower, however a thought came into his head as it was from Azalea, sharking your mind with a ghost typically had these moments after all. "Azalea you better not be thinking about peeping..." The mouse girl would give a soft squeak as she blushed, she was nearly already drooling at the thought of seeing someone else's body. Granted she's seen more than she'd like of Xavier but they had been together so much she needed something new, and Dusts fantastic abs seemed to be something she adored.

"I'd never do that~ Besides Dust is our friend, watching him shower would be un-trust worthy..." She responded back but deep down she was already developing plans to do this. As the two would pick different stalls, Xavier heading further down to shower while Dust did the same he wouldn't worry about how warm the water was for him, or how it would come out either, just so long as he got some water he would be fine. As well as making sure it wasn't pilfered from the cold streams of Antarctica. None the less as he began to wash his body Azalea would make her move as he was distracted with random day dreams and thoughts that Azalea left behind to just keep his mind off the fact that she had escaped. After all when she first hung out with him he was scared to take showers as she always commented about something, now a days, she had enough respect to not talk or even try to look at what he was doing in these moments. In the moments proceeding them leaving Azalea seemed to be completely gone for a while as Xavier would have already placed on all his clothes before he would search for her, but her location was simple.

She was on her back idly day dreaming about Dusts body as she had gotten to see him in nearly all of his visage as he sighed and picked up the mouse. "Your such a pain you know...come on lets go." He'd say as he began heading out towards the beach and noticed Dust had picked up something. "Hm? What did you find? Looks like gold almost.." He asked as the mouse was still red face and passed out more or less.

[Dust]

Hikori had been examining the markings around the single stamped design as best as he could in the moonlight, which was largely better than anyone one else could. His powers were always more potent in the full moon, and his 6 senses were always stronger. That said, he was also more hungry than usual. But that was where his old experiences with the moon ended. Now under her blessing rays, he felt more sensitive, and fell into deeper thought.. He didn't jump at Xavier's voice because he had already smelt the other male approaching. "I think its Spanish, or Latin." He said, standing up to take the weight off his aching calves. He handed the coin to Xavier to look at.

He watched curiously as he turned the coin over in his hands, too. But quickly became distracted by what sounded like the wind, but also sounded like someone whispering. He brought his head around as he looked for the source of sound, but only found the ocean. Beckoning him to come for a swim as the waves licked at his feet. He tried to shake the feeling and turned back to his friend. "I just found it in the sand. I've never seen real gold before, so I have no idea if its real or fake. Do you?" He asked curiously, not knowing anything really about the neko, other than his friend was a mouse, he was a medium, and the mouse can partially possess him.

[Ricter]

Although he was keen with seeing the moon tonight it just seemed a tad off that it was happening now, none the less he was fine with seeing it even if it wasn't like where he was from, where the moon was basically many in the sky instead of just one. Listening to Dusts mention of what exactly he believed the item in his hand to be he would scratch his head a bit, it seemed like that but as he came closer to him he began to wonder if that was something else, after all he had an odd feeling about the item before Azalea would actually chime in. She seemed a bit scared as she would speak to Xavier about what the coin may or may not hold and how it would maybe effect Dust as she only knew it had an odd energy around it, it was spiritual in nature as if someone's last will was placed into it. "That coin doesn't look very nice, it has an odd energy around it, a spirit must have had it before as it has that kind of energy...but what ever the case I hope its not evil in nature or else we will be in a world of unknown possibilities." She'd say to him as the mouse girl would drop down off his shoulder and float harmlessly to the ground before looking up at it for a better inspection.

Mean while Xavier was a tad worried but not too worried, after all Azalea knew her stuff, but if she didn't right away say it was bad he wouldn't really mention it. His tail would whip back and forth as he looked at the coin a bit more, "Well its not fake that's for sure, I've hunted for treasures a lot back in my day and I've seen gold before, its just odd...Azalea says it has a spiritual energy around it like its special in that regard but I don't know in what way is it special. Regardless hopefully its not going to make any difference, besides I'd think a coin like that would fetch a pretty penny at a jeweler." he'd say with a smile as his ears twitched at the thought of making some extra cash around here, besides they would need to pay in some kinda way besides just using this odd energy called OM. If not it would be a nice trinket to remember their trip here, "Are you gona keep it?" He asked next as he wondered if it would be of any importance to him to keep. If not he didn't mind taking it into his possession.

[Dust]

Dust looked back at Xavier as he began talking about the item in his hands, the wind brushing over his shoulders as the world breathed out and the waves breathed in. His hair still hung in wet tendrils, moving across his bare shoulders and painting them with the fresh water that still lingered in the strands. He listened to Xavier explain that it was real gold, and how it could fetch a hefty price, but that it also was touched by a spirit. "I wonder if that means its Lucky.." He asked, holding his hand out to answer his next question that he did want to keep it. He brought it back to his face, moving it so that the moon light flashed off the surface.

"I think as primes we pay for everything in omnilium. And if not, I'm not willing to drop it off an a pawn shop." Lycan explained, flipping it up in the air, then catching it. He went to stuff it in his pocket, however, and found he had none.. Forgetting again, that his only possessions were the shorts around his hips, and the gold coin he now held in his hands. It was probably the most valuable thing he's ever owned, to be honest. Contractors weren't usually seen as people, but property where he came from.

Star Dust thought again about Shock and Drake, but not in the same depth he has in the last couple of days. He sighed, and looked back up. "I really need to get some real clothes, by the way." He said with a smile, after failing to put the coin in his non existing pocket. As much as he fit in at the moment in just the tight fitting shorts and nothing else, he felt under dressed for any other occasion other than swimming. He tried to imagine what kind of clothes he wanted to wear.. He's never had the option to wear something that wasn't given to him by his superiors. And that was usually the same uniform he wore every day. Grey suit, white undershirt, black tie. All which would be ripped asunder as soon as he transformed. And felt like they would rip off his body if ever he flexed his clearly defined muscles.

He was distracted from these thoughts as he heard the voices again. They sounded strangely familiar, but unfamiliar at the same time. And always female. He looked up again, looking for the source. But found nothing. "Hey.. Xavier, did you hear anyone just now?" He asked, now wondering if it was just him because the neko next to him seemed more concentrated on the gold coin in his hand.

[Ricter]

Xavier didn't honestly believe in luck, granted he did form time to time but he soon realized it was just ghosts assisting him in his every day life. From simple things like helping him get his keys to even just making sure he didn't trip over a crack in the side walk, it was typically spirits manipulating things to make lives better or worse, but that didn't stop him from believing that sometimes you can just be very lucky. "Sure, though I think your right, you do need some clothes, come on lets go find a late night shop, should be at least one place open we can go to and get you some clothes." Xavier still felt like he was in his own existence and world, where he had to pay for things using money, this OM exchange thing made him a bit confused as it felt like foreign money of some kind. Either way as he was about to begin looking up places he could go to on his phone Azalea would be more focused on him and the coin as she seemed to be interested in it, after all any coins like that could give her a small meal in a way however she didn't want to take the 'luck' out of the coin and probably couldn't given the coin was much more possessed than it seemed.

"It is kinda odd, though it shouldn't be too bad, spirits touch things all the time and leave an imprint. Maybe it will end up being good so long as the spirit is good also." She'd say to Xavier as he nodded to her, as he had a few locations set up on GPS from his phone but before he would show him it he paused as he talked about hearing a voice. "Azalea did you talk openly?" "Nope, other than what I just said I didn't say anything else honestly." "That's weird, Azalea said she didn't say anything openly, maybe its just the waves making it sound like a voice haha. Anyways lets go find you some nice clothes, don't want Azalea giving you glances." He snickered as she blushed hitting Xavier which made a small impact on is body as he smiled and began to make his way away from the beach, or at least heading off the sand as given how late at night it was only large mainstream stores were going to be open which was fine with him for the most part. So long as they got what they needed he was fine with what ever they were going to be doing for the night time, though they would soon need a place to sleep as he knew to also look up a nice place for an inn after they would get him some clothes to ware. "Any chance you know how much would OM would get you if you wanted something nice to wear and maybe a nights stay at a good inn?" He added as he wanted to be sure about this after all, money in any form was important, so long as they got a deal that is.

[Dust]

Hoshi's gaze drifted back to the sea that tempted him in with the waves breaking against his ankles and pulling him towards the depths of the ocean. The voices beckoned him, pleaded him to come out an play in the water. Almost like a large body of water teased a dog on the hottest of days of summer. But it was reaching the middle of the night, the moon was beaming down on her slave, and the stars were twinkling against the reflection of the water. He wasn't able to appreciate what a real night sky looks like because he was too swept up in the current of voices that were luring him into the sea.

He couldn't make out what the voices were saying, so he was inclined to agree with him. He nodded a slow nod well after he should have responded though. When he realized he was talking about buying clothes and not about the voices he heard, Dust snapped out of it and refocused on his companions questions. "What? Omnilium? I think we can revert it to whatever coin we need." He said, turning back to the sea once more. It sang to him, it beckoned him to come swim with the stars. But the ocean couldn't speak, right? He shook his head again and moved to walk away. After one step, however, he felt frozen to the sand. Why did he want to leave?