A Peaceful Afternoon

[Zac Grayson]

Jonathan sat on the edge of tower, a clock tower to be exact. Right under the giant clock was a balcony and this was where he sat with his legs hanging off the edge with some ice cream in his hand. The sun was slowly setting as he watched the colours change and dance across the sky. Next to him was his best friends, Abbey and Sorel. He wasn't saying anything and hadn't been saying much while they were up there. He just enjoyed their presence and the sky's art show.


[member="Abbey Ainsley"] [member="Sorel Crieff"]

 

[Abbey Ainsley]

Abbey and Jon had very different tastes in what was 'good,' herself, she quite enjoyed anything but that annoying guy who kept advertising his candy everywhere, while it seemed Jon just took some right from his shop. Never melting ice cream, they said! She didn't actually know if he took it from his shop, but her own lolipop was a lot better in her opinion. Nice and flavorable, something that lasted a lot longer than ice cream would if you took enough time on it. She suddenly broke the silence with a small crack of her knuckles. "We should do something."

[member="Jonathan Hex"]

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Sorel had a sweet-tooth and so was eating a Wampa Claw ice-cream. Her Master had quite literally ordered her to relax more, so here she was. In truth she found doing nothing a challenge at times - she preferred to be active, but meditation and simply recharging the batteries was good for her, and she knew it.

Her only concern was Jonathan. Time on his hands tended to lead to one thing and one thing only. Mischief. Not that she ever stopped their joint antics, but she always voiced concern before going along with whatever plan he hatched - if plan was the operative word. It tended to be an action based upon an impulse. And she went along for the ride, in part for the thrill and also to keep them out of too much trouble.

[member="Abbey Ainsley"] [member="Jonathan Hex"]

 

[Zac Grayson]

The new light feeling to Jonathan's pocket would signal that he did indeed pay for his sea salt ice cream. He was a huge fan of it and on a day like this it just made sense to him. It turned out that [member="Sorel Crieff"] was just as smart as he was for a hot day, but [member="Abbey Ainsley"] had to be different and pick something dull. He looked over to her as she spoke up and then thought for a moment. His pranking days were kinda over, or at least he hadn't been feeling it lately. He thought on what they could do. "Ya know, we have the next few days off, lets use one of the public ships and go somewhere."

 

[Abbey Ainsley]

Abbey's mind slowly wavered over a better, new, and most exciting idea as Jon babbled. Someone, ever so generous, bringing them fish and chips with extra sauce and a large quivering drink. No, everyone here apparently just wanted their ice cream and could not read every single one of the young girl's wishes, nor could afford to make them come true. "Yeah, sounds chill. As long as my new ship is safe." She quickly hinted to the two, hoping for more questions of inquiry.

{ [member="Jonathan Hex"] | [member="Sorel Crieff"] }

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Sorel was enjoying the weather and the relaxation. Jonathan's idea was a little surprising. Somehow way too sensible, but then, who knew where he had in mind for them to go, so she reserved judgement for now. "Sure, did you have anywhere in mind? Or anything in particular to do."

Then she picked up on Abbey's words. As someone that had a ship, she saw it as little more than a mode of transport but she could see others were more attached to their vessels and Abbey sounded like she fitted that bill. "You have a ship?" She asked, a genuine note of interst in her voice. "A new ship?"

[member="Abbey Ainsley"] [member="Jonathan Hex"]