And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
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Why would someone go to the beach if what the beach had ended up hurting them? Maybe they were mad or delusional. Either that or a masochist. But Astrid was none of those. Well, not that she thought she was. It was simple. She needed a day off. And since Kite dragged her along for a crazy adventure the last time she tried to have some peace and quiet the guild master figured now was a better time than any. It was summer, and you know what that means. It was the prime time to be outside and have fun. And where else do you go to have fun in the summer other than the beach? But the only problem with Astrid going to the beach was... Well, the heat. Ever since the ice god lacrima has been implanted within her the elf grew an aversion to overwhelming heat due to her skin being covered in a thin slayer of ice. When the temperature gets a bit too her the ice attacks and bites at her flesh, causing an immense stinging sensation all over her body. Unpleasant to say the least. So the question can be brought up again, why did she choose the beach for her day off? She could have gone anywhere with cool air, there were certainly many places with it this time of year. So why go to a place that was sure to give her issues? Really, the slayer did not want her powers to control her. She figured if this icy magic was going to be given to her against her will, she would fight back against it like some sort of teenager rebelling against their parents. She wanted to enjoy herself, and she would not let this cursed power rule her life like some kind of tyrant. Too much pride, in all honestly, and maybe a little bit of stupidity. But this was Astrid, stupidity came with the package with her.
She was not completely stupid, however. For she still brought her cloak that was designed to keep her cool. But it was pretty useless with the fact that she still wore a pink bikini underneath said cloak. It was a sort of weird combination of trying to block out the head but then also let her skin get used to it too. It made sense in her mind at least.
Having brought a book to read to pass the time the elf currently resided curled up upon a beach chair in the middle of the resort's land, an umbrella implanted into the sand beside her to cast a cool shadow onto her body. The white and purple striped cloak rested over her small frame excluding her head due to not having the hood on currently, keeping in the cold that her skim emitted. Honestly so far this hadn't been too bad. It was only now and again that she would feel a slight sting start to form before it slowly faded away. It seems as though the combination of her cloak and the umbrella worked. Looks as though this had been a good idea after all.
Purple eyes wondered from left to right reading the page, one hand resting to hold her head up while the other waited eagerly to turn to the next page. The sounds of children playing in the sand and the crashing of water, along with the nice sea breeze managed to lull the girl into a relaxed state, allowing her tired eyes and mind to finally be at peace. This is what she needed. A nice say off. No sort of guild duties or problems to distract her. Just some good old fun.
Curious to see what her companion was up to the elf lifted her gaze up from the book, spotting the pale exceed sitting just a couple of feet away from her, beginning to build some sort of giant sand castle. Or prehaps he preferred the term fortress. Either way it was pretty impressive so far with four 10 feet tall walls, along with a small village next to it. He even managed to build a sand guillotine which he was currently decapitating sand-made people on.
Constructing a sand woman Wolfgang placed her under said guillotine, staring at her happily with baby blue eyes.
"Miss Santez you cuwwentwy have two acts of aduwtewy and seven cases of muwdew staining youw name. How do you pwead?"
"Not guiwty! I demand to see a wawyewr!" he repeated with his lispy tone, but this time, a little higher pitched to sound like a woman.
"Guiwty!"
Without a second thought he released the sand blade and decapitated the poor sand person.
Anyone else might have thought this was way too gruesome or real for such a young feline to be playing. But honestly Astrid found this rather cute.
Smiling to herself she went back to her reading.
She was not completely stupid, however. For she still brought her cloak that was designed to keep her cool. But it was pretty useless with the fact that she still wore a pink bikini underneath said cloak. It was a sort of weird combination of trying to block out the head but then also let her skin get used to it too. It made sense in her mind at least.
Having brought a book to read to pass the time the elf currently resided curled up upon a beach chair in the middle of the resort's land, an umbrella implanted into the sand beside her to cast a cool shadow onto her body. The white and purple striped cloak rested over her small frame excluding her head due to not having the hood on currently, keeping in the cold that her skim emitted. Honestly so far this hadn't been too bad. It was only now and again that she would feel a slight sting start to form before it slowly faded away. It seems as though the combination of her cloak and the umbrella worked. Looks as though this had been a good idea after all.
Purple eyes wondered from left to right reading the page, one hand resting to hold her head up while the other waited eagerly to turn to the next page. The sounds of children playing in the sand and the crashing of water, along with the nice sea breeze managed to lull the girl into a relaxed state, allowing her tired eyes and mind to finally be at peace. This is what she needed. A nice say off. No sort of guild duties or problems to distract her. Just some good old fun.
Curious to see what her companion was up to the elf lifted her gaze up from the book, spotting the pale exceed sitting just a couple of feet away from her, beginning to build some sort of giant sand castle. Or prehaps he preferred the term fortress. Either way it was pretty impressive so far with four 10 feet tall walls, along with a small village next to it. He even managed to build a sand guillotine which he was currently decapitating sand-made people on.
Constructing a sand woman Wolfgang placed her under said guillotine, staring at her happily with baby blue eyes.
"Miss Santez you cuwwentwy have two acts of aduwtewy and seven cases of muwdew staining youw name. How do you pwead?"
"Not guiwty! I demand to see a wawyewr!" he repeated with his lispy tone, but this time, a little higher pitched to sound like a woman.
"Guiwty!"
Without a second thought he released the sand blade and decapitated the poor sand person.
Anyone else might have thought this was way too gruesome or real for such a young feline to be playing. But honestly Astrid found this rather cute.
Smiling to herself she went back to her reading.
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