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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[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't keep them down for long. If he was being honest he was surprised she didn't just phase though again. There are slight enough changes to the way her body feels pressed up against him that he can pick up that something is wrong. Not exactly what it is, just that there is something.

So when he jumps back up he smiles with a light chuckle.] With a pool on the ship maybe I should learn how to swim one day. [He tries to keep the conversation light. He won't bring up that he sense a changed unless Kitty wants to talk about it.]

[passingthrough]

[She's not exactly good at tucking all her feelings in neatly, so when they come back up and she gets her lungs full of fresh air she lets go of him and backs away a little. She's not mad exactly. Not at him at least. Maybe at herself for not being able to relax and go along with it. There was a time where that kind of play was normal with the X-Men when they had downtime and they needed a break from all the unrelenting terrible. But all the actual betrayal builds up after awhile and it makes it hard to find the fun in that kind of play. So for now it just took all the fun and flirty vibes out of her sails for the moment.]

Probably. Although standing works.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash easily lets her go when she pulls away from him. He still smiles at her gently regardless.] Yeah, while in the shallow end standing works.

[A beat.] Sorry, I guess I went too far?

[passingthrough]

[She runs her hand back through her hair trying to get it out of her face and squeeze some of the water out.]

Yeah... I guess I have too many [past traumas] survival instincts to be fun.

[goldenglasses]

That's okay. Survival instincts are good. [Past traumas not so much.] Probably not smart to be playing in the water like that anyway.

I will declare you the splash fight champion this day. [He's trying to move the conversation on. Wanting her not to feel like she possibly spoiled the mood or was weird.]

[passingthrough]

No more dunking? [Just wanting to check before she moves back toward him.]

[goldenglasses]

[He crosses his heart with a smile.] No more dunking! Not unless you're asking me to for some reason.

[passingthrough]

[There's a part of her still warning it's a trap, but she wants to believe differently. She wants to be open and able to trust. It's not a matter of just knowing she can take care of herself. She wants to feel a little taken care of too.

That's definitely what open and causal relationships are about, right?

She steps closer and reaches out to put her hand in his, fingers intertwining as she looks up at him.]

Dance with me?

[goldenglasses]

[The best kind of casual relationship. So long as you're not worried about it growing deeper than casual.

He takes her hand as he continues to smile. No hard feelings here.]

Dance? With you? [He slowly moves closer. Giving her the chance to back off if she wants the space.] Always. Although, I must confess, I've never danced in a pool before. [He had never consider it as something that could be done before.] So you may need to teach me a few things.

[passingthrough]

[What was that about it growing deeper? No, she can't hear you. She's entering a tunnel!]

I've never actually danced with someone in water. [You better believe a young Kitty still practiced her ballet moves when visiting the community pool.] You'll be my first. We'll learn together? [She gently guides his other hand to her hip before placing her own on his shoulder. Even if she is going to lead for now.]

Just follow my lead.

[goldenglasses]

[Darn those tunnels! They always lead to mixed signals!]

I think I can handle that. [He comfortably holds her in the position that she's placed his hands in.] Lead away.

[passingthrough]

[She does a very simple step which is good since it would be hard for him to see her feet clearly like this. Also, stepping on toes underwater just doesn't have the same impact. This might be genius. She can't quite help herself. She starts humming, not even really remembering what song it is or where she heard it. Definitely safer than reading any unnecessary meaning into it! Just stored in her brain with dancing memories of course.]

[goldenglasses]

[Even in water there is a natural grace to Vash's movements. He easily falls into "step" with Kitty as she leads them in the dance. He doesn't know the song that she's humming so she's lucky in that respect.] That's a pretty tune.

[passingthrough]

[She stops, laughing softly.] I didn't realize I was doing that. I guess I need a rhythm after all.

[goldenglasses]

[He smiles and gives her cheek a quick kiss.] Please continue, I liked it. And I think I'd do better with a rhythm too.

[passingthrough]

Okay, I think it was something like... [She starts humming again, not from the beginning because who can remember such things, but from the part that sticks in her head the best and looping it wherever she can that makes the most sense to her. She rests her head against his shoulder. They're both wet and just having a dance in the pool. Nothing to see here.]

[goldenglasses]

[Just move along people! Completely nothing to see at all!

Vash gives a content sigh as they dance around the pool. Enjoying the sound of her voice and humming. Happy he hadn't completely freak her out.

It was so nice. Listening to someone he cares about so much hum a tune like this.]

[passingthrough]

[Eventually the humming stops, but she keeps swaying gently with him, head pressed against him.] Hey, Vash?

[goldenglasses]

[He keeps the swaying going even as the humming stops. Peering his head down at her when she says his name.] Yeah?

[passingthrough]

I don't know if this is something I should tell you or not. [She tips her head to look at him. She doesn't want to make it "a thing" but it kind of already is and she doesn't want things to be awkward for him and to not know why.]

[goldenglasses]

Well, I trust your judgement. [Mostly.] But, I gotta admit, I'm really curious now.

[passingthrough]

Yeah. [She doesn't really feel like she can bring it up like that without going into it. Might as well.] You know, Chekov, right?

[goldenglasses]

Yeah. We've hung out a few times now. He's a pretty good guy! I like him. [He smiles thinking about his past few times meeting the guy. Then Vash's smile drops a little bit.] Whyyyyyyyyyy?

[passingthrough]

[What is that reaction? Then again, maybe he sees it coming?] Remember when you were giving him advice about a girl he likes? [Just softening love to like here. Don't mind her.] I'm the girl.

1/3

[goldenglasses]

[Vash lets out a sigh of relief. Relaxing a little in her arms.] Oh? Is that it? I was worried for a moment that something had happened to him or that he was some how actually evil or someth--