♥ Summertime Cookout ♥ [Open Event]

Today was a wonderful day. For what seemed to be in ages, Magnolia Town had enjoyed themselves in their usual laughter and friendliness. Ezra happened to be up since the wee hours of the day, still helping rebuild the town to what it had once been. There hadn't been a day that he wasn't helping out the townspeople, and had become well known because of his hard work. But there was more to the reconstruction than rebuilding the town, it also built up quite a bit of muscle. It was bound to happen after lifting boulders, buildings dozens of houses in one day, and helping out with the citizens. Ezra had been more ripped than ever.

In the shade of the oaks, the redhead had been lounging about in a tall branch with a flash full of whiskey in his hand. His cheeks were a tipsy rose as he watched everyone go about their business. Eating, drinking, children playing. It was all too lovely to see. Having a large tolerance for his booze, he had been drinking most of the morning and playing with the children.

While most had seemed to hydrate themselves every other other, Ezra seemed to be the coolest person in the bunch. And that was mainly because of his magic. He wasn't very open about it, but he was certain an Ice Dragon Slayer and stayed cool despite the blazing hot sun.

All seemed well until a crowd of children came over to the tree trunk and demanded that Ezra return to the play date. Ezra smiled, "Lads, hadn't I've been tusslin with y'all since seven, I reckon? Y'all can play by 'erselves, cain't'cha?" Ezra looked down to them with his whiskey, "Grown folks need a booze break every now 'n then,
lads. I'll join ya later." With that, Ezra shooed them away, and they reluctantly complied and resumed their tags and hide-n-seek games, leaving Ezra to his own devices.

However, his day was further brightened by the sudden arrival of Ms. Hera. A playful smile cracked the redhead's lips, observing her. She had seemed to do a number of things before she stopped, Ezra sliding down the shaft of the oak onto the crowd and crept up next to Hera with his whiskey. In an attempt to surprise her, he removed the flask from his lips and onto the cheek of the girl, the freezing alcohol against hot skin may have her jump once or twice. He never knew.

Ezra leaned over the girl, teasing her with his towering size, "'Yellow, girly.
Gettin' ready to stuff 'er mouth with them meats?" The redhead snickered and removed the flask from her cheek and presented it to her as an offer, "Don't lie to me, now. You drink, don't'cha? Have a sip, won't ya?"

Ezra had looked different this time around, his hair was let down instead of his usual style. It made his face look less brutish and more soft. He had been wearing a black tank top with brown cargo pants and sandals, his usual necklace wrapped nicely around his neck.

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The redhead was thoroughly pleased with the girl's reaction to his flask's cold, hard metal. But upon further inspection, Ezra had realized the difference in her appearance. Let down, huh? That's real fine of her. The redhead thought to himself with a soft smile. He could think all sorts of things about her in his head but never said a third of the things he thought. Frankly, he'd die from the sudden blood rush. Instead, he nodded in approval without saying a word.

Soon enough, Hera responded with her usual capable voice. It wasn't easy to get tired of it, except when she's being a brat. In that case, if she had a mute button, he'd press it instantly. "Can a man get a rib, too?" Ezra jested, rubbing the back of his neck in a pouting fit. Truth be told, he wanted to see Hera. He had a feeling of intense enlightenment when that pink hair made itself known to the Barbecue party.

After several exchanges in gestures, Ezra would break out in a laughing fit as Hera would quickly try to protect her reputation of being this pure, alcohol-free woman. He coughed as he was lightly punched and continued to laugh a muffled laughter when his lips were sealed, "Hehaha! Ohhhmmm my god!" Ezra removed Hera's hand and returned to a state of calm, giggles slipping out here and there, "Heh.. gee, yes'sir she is.
Ain't ever had a drop of whiskey or booze in her lil' ol' life of hers. She's so.. kek, pure
n' all." The redhead joked as the two would grab their food and leave.

While it seemed Hera had been in awe of the event's several different activities, Ezra had his face stuffed in his plate, his mouth stuffed with all kinds of meets. It was like a routine, pork, chicken, beef, chips, whiskey, swallow. Pork, chicken, beef, chips, whiskey, swallow. It was almost godlike how he ate it all so quickly. There's a wolf for you...

Though, his meaty fantasy seemed to come to an abrupt end when he felt Hera's soft little finger flick his abdominal region. The redhead raised his head from his plate and looked at Hera with oblivious eyes, then to his flask, and quickly gave it to her with a hideous smirk on his face. He nearly choked on his food in laughter as she drank the rest of it. "My goodness,
girl, you're so bad." He whispered and ruffled her hair playfully and resumed eating.

Ezra would raise his head again from a clean plate once Hera spoke again, "My folks tickled your fancy, eh?" The redhead would place his hand on her head again and rub softly, "I wouldn't mind takin' you there again next season 'n all." Ezra smiled, before a series of thoughts ran through his head. A flashback to Hera's half naked body and the lake had made his cheeks flush a rosy-red. But those lewd thoughts were shooed away when a sticky, processed substance stuck to his cheek, rubbing it on his thumb and licking it off to find that it was just the barbecue sauce. He huffed.

"What, you sayin' I usually look ugly?" Ezra retorted, looking down at the woman with his usual fiery temper. He quickly took notice of how sweaty Hera had been, and realized that she'd be very sticky later on. He reckoned that since she was a fire slayer, she was probably reasonably comfortable. But just looking at her made him hot. But the subject would be interrupted as quickly as she tried to start a new one by a group of kids, predominantly boys. They would quickly demand Ezra's undivided attention, leaving Ezra thoroughly drained. "Listen, fellas. Grown folk need some time with other grown folk, ya hear? Now--!!"

BWAM!


A plate went flying and shattered on impact with Ezra's skull. And when the barbecue sauce fell off of his eyelids, one may take notice that he was so angry, you could just barely see smoke coming from his head! He gritted his teeth until it made an unpleasant sound and several veins of anger were pulsing on his head.  He crushed the plate with one clench of his fist and let it fall to the ground alongside Hera's.

Ezra quite literally picked Hera up and tossed her over his broad shoulders in his rage, turning back to the kids who seemed frightened. "Okay fellas, grown folk need to have some grown folk tusslin, now..." As friendly as it seemed, he did not seem friendly whatsoever. He seemed more like a angry prison inmate as he stomped off with Hera with him, took her to the grove of bushes and whatnot behind a near building just a few minutes around from the feast.

The redhead put the pink-haired girl down and leaned over her with his towering height. "NOW, YOU HAVE A LOT OF GUTS, GIRLY! I'd really ought to beat your a** silly!
*****! I swear! ****, I tell ya!" At this point, most of the dirty language wasn't directed at Hera, it was moreso his anger taking a verbal form. "Ugh! Anyway, you've earned this!
Should I beat you are what? You could just clean this shit off my face, first off!" He grabbed her cheeks and made her face him directly, grumbling, "I don't want to scar them kids with my tussle with you!"

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