Twenty-somethings gotta twenty-something

[mikangirl]

Who: Everyone invited, everyone gatecrashing (technically you're all invited, so...)
Broadcast: Who knows, maybe some drunken texting later on
Action: Iskaulit Pool!
When: 3 July

[It's a party for a narcissistic redhead who likes to be reminded she's alive.  Come celebrate!  Alternately, come sneak in and steal the food!  There's a bar set up for drinks drastically lowered to cost-price or to-be-paid-later-tab, a non-alcoholic punch in case of wandering minors (spike it and Nami will end you) and random snacks.

Oh, and a pool.  Which is heated.  Kind of important, that part.

Step right up, I'm reliably informed we'll have Thor with his shirt off, take pictures while you can.]

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[candothat]

[Pavel isn't exactly in a pool party mood what with Kara leaving and the whole zombie debacle, but it is Nami's birthday and there will be cute girls in swimsuits there and he has been waiting for an occasion to wear these swimshorts. Fashionable, yes?

After dropping off his gift for Nami (don't get too excited, it's just a fancy chocolate bar with a signed note that says Happy maybe 24th birthday! I will give you something better once I know what you like), he alternates between saying hello to people he knows and lingering by the edge of the pool with his button-up shirt on. It's almost like he's asking to be pushed into the water!

He'll probably make it out of his shirt and into the pool eventually. It might take some convincing.]

[passingthrough]

Somebody is looking very patriotic. [Kitty smiles and comes up on Chekov at the pool's edge with, sadly, no desire to toss him into the waters below. She's still just glad he survived the zombie attack. Protect the Pavel!]

[candothat]

Thank you for noticing. [He's so pleased to see her. That's always true, of course, but especially when there's no immediate threat of death or being tipped into a pool.] I would like to claim that fashionable swimwear was invented in Russia, but that would be ridiculous. Everyone knows that we wear furs when we swim in the Neva.

[passingthrough]

Oh, sure. I'm surprised you didn't find a fur suit to wear here. Too warm?

[candothat]

Much. No ice on the water, no fur suits. [He bumps her shoulder with his.] How are you?

[passingthrough]

Somehow I didn't think I'd be talking this much about fur suits today. [She looks amused and bumps him back.] Good I think. [She tips her head to rest on his shoulder for a moment. She feels comfortable with Pavel. Sometimes she forgets to feel a little awkward about it too.] You?

[candothat]

You think? [He stays close and forgets to feel awkward as well.] Today, I have no complaints.

[passingthrough]

I figured it would be scaled tracksuits instead. [Without missing a beat.]

Good to hear. Were there complaints yesterday?

[candothat]

Not what I meant, although now I'm intrigued.

I have complaints almost every day. Today is a special occasion.

[mikangirl]

[She has absolutely no issue with fancy chocolate bars! And as yet, she doesn't push him in but elects to flop down beside him at the pool's edge. She's already pushed two people in, that's like her quota for the next half hour.]

I like maps, mikan, and money. For the record.

Thank you.

[candothat]

[His timing is so good!]

You're welcome. [A slightly belated double-take.] Maps? That's a slightly unusual thing to like.

[mikangirl]

[She giggles.] Well, I guess I never mentioned that part before. I'm my crew's navigator back home. I've been drawing up maps all my life.

[candothat]

I'm a navigator as well! [For all of the people that he's met in other universes, he hasn't come across another navigator. It's pretty exciting.] What is the state of cartography in your world? Do you use two-dimensional paper maps?

[mikangirl]

[WELP that makes two of them, the way her eyes light up.] Really!? Ahh--- yeah, for us, we're nowhere near space travel, so paper maps it is. But ever since coming up here I've been learning how to make star charts and the like.

[candothat]

Would you like to discuss star charts someday? I'm very familiar with stellar cartography, and I've created a three-dimensional mapping program that I have been using. Maybe you would find it interesting.

[mikangirl]

I'd love to. I had a friend here who taught me how to make them, so I can manage but they're still a headache. A program sounds amazing.

[candothat]

They are very different from traditional maps used on planets... massive distances, multiple moving objects to account for, directional arbitrariness, occasional gravity variances. Do you have a datapad or computer? [Actually. They're at a pool, aren't they?] Er. Not on you at this moment, of course.

[watermarks]

[ Katara hoists herself out of the pool. She's wearing a soon-to-be dry modest two piece with a short skirt wrapped around her waist, and she bends the water off her body with a hand movement and drops it back into the pool. Her hair is still a mass of wet, and she pulls it over her shoulder to start wringing it out when she notices Pavel, still very dressed and dry. She frees a hand to give him a friendly wave. ]

Hi, Pavel!

[candothat]

[He waves back with a smile and interprets that as an invitation to come over and visit.]

Katara, hello. It's good to see you.

[watermarks]

Hey, nice to see you too. [ Her hand returns to the process of wringing out her hair. ] You're friends with Nami?

[candothat]

I would like to think so. [She gets a curious look over the hair-wringing as he silently tries to puzzle out why she isn't waterbending it dry.] You are as well?

[watermarks]

[ All the frizz is the reason; it's hard to bend out the water and not the moisture in the hair.

She smiles. ] Nami's a good person to be friends with.

[candothat]

[The concept of frizz-reduction is a foreign one to him. Alas.]

She is, and not only because she operates a bar, hosts parties, and has excellent taste in friends. [Although those are wonderful traits.]

[watermarks]

[ Ha. A quick, teasing grin. ] If you don't say so yourself.

[ After all, teasing him that he'd claimed to be her friend and then complimented Nami on her excellent taste in friends was much, much easier than taking the compliment herself. ]

[candothat]

I wasn't referring to me. I'm a terrible friend, and I am at peace with that.

[He's mostly joking, even though he does feel that he has compelling evidence to back that statement up.]