lake party invite + mingle (open)

[channellings]

Who: any and everyone!
Where: the lake and nearby!
When: right now! (july 7th, afternoon)
What: motha 👏 fuckin 👏 lake 👏 party
Warnings: Language (!!!) for now, will be added as needed!



[no, this is not a joke and yes, it's an actual invite to a party over the network from the username: cock.licking.idiot (and no, that's not a joke, either).

those who decide that they'd rather not be square will arrive at some unspecified patch of lake shore (thanks, klaus) at a similarly unspecified time (good work, asshat) to discover that something resembling a slapdash but heartfelt lake party along the northern waterfront. a couple of tables have been dragged out of nearby cabins and now hold a probably inadvisable quantity of foods, at least half of which don't belong at a party by any means. is this what rationing looks like? this is definitely what rationing looks like. there's also an alcohol table, filled pretty sparsely early on in the party but gathering bottles and cans throughout the day. (word of mod says feel free to wing it on what kind of alcohol we have!).

a number of chairs sit in a wobbly line in the stone-filled waterfront sand, most of them not meant for beachgoing but nearly all of them able to recline. about fifty feet down the beach seems to be the splash zone, where all water horseplay exists well out of range of splashing those sitting in beachside chairs. some people dive or cannonball off the mostly-sturdy pier, while others seem to be batting around a-... is that a beach ball they have? no, it seems to be a balloon that says "get well soon". how fitting. please, someone bring them a fucking beach ball.

(this is a mingle! go ahead and make top-levels or tag into other people's.)]

Comments

[channellings]

Thanks, that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

[is it sarcasm? maybe just a little, but klaus is smirking anyhow following a playful eye-roll. also, is rhys trying to be sneaky? he does know the water is clearer than crystal, they were just talking about it—] Wah! [he exclaims once his legs are grabbed, wasting no time attempting to swim away.]

[theprezident]

[ Maayyybe he forgot, but it clearly doesn't matter, so whatever. As soon as Klaus moves his legs, Rhys very nearly loses his grip, but he manages to keep it for now. Klaus might want to kick a little harder.

He tightens his hold slightly - not enough to hurt, of course - and then tries yanking Klaus down underwater with him. ]

[channellings]

[kicking harder would be the right idea, wouldn't it? and it's likely what he would've done if— if klaus were actually trying to escape. as it stands, he isn't putting up enough of a fight for it to seem like he wants rhys off him.

so whenever rhys's grip tightens, he inhales a quick breath, lets himself go under and clutches onto him instead while they sink down.]

[theprezident]

[ Well, that's not really what he expected. This is pretty weird, but he also sees no other option than to return the favour by holding on just as tightly and grinning like an idiot. At some point they'll have to go back up for air, probably. But not yet. ]