Sic transit gloria mundi
[member="Aika Kawakami"]
Lavorn Beach, Laekia.
The bright sun was shining upon the lovely beach and the beautiful ocean that was stretched out as far as the naked eye could follow. At this time of the day it the beach filled with tourists enjoying the time and tested leisure activity of sunbathing. Others were made of more active stuff and taking to the sea on sailing boats. Here, far away from the troubles and wars of the Galaxy, people could relax, forget their troubles and enjoy the view. Of course, as with everything, such moments of peace and tranquility were fleeting. The sun may set upon Laekia and the Sanctum, though at this juncture this was far from people's minds, and so waves swept against the beach, children played played happily and built sandcastles.
Abruptly the water's ocean seemed to bubble and splash, as the shapely form of a woman emerged from beneath it and swam upward. Siobhan took a breath as she emerged, her body soaked and dripping with, well, water. As can be imagined after having gone for a good dive. Her dark brown mane was tied back rather than being allowed to flow freely, she was dressed only in a...very brief swimsuit that did a good job highlighting her curves, though assuredly no kiddies would be harmed.
The warmth of the sun kissed her skin and , seemingly paying no one else any heed, she stretched slightly, toned muscles visibly tensing and rippling. Stepping forward she sauntered up towards the beach in a manner that was probably meant to draw attention to herself, though much to her annoyance she could not fully lose the annoying limp in her flesh leg. Sometimes the Countess needed to take a step back and relax. Officially she had come to Laekia due to business, dealing with Levantine reps since Firemane was going to be investing so heavily in the confederation, but the peace and calm had appealed to her.
So much on her mind in such a short time. The coming destruction of Kaeshana, first contact with Tygara and raising her two daughters. But right now these thoughts were banished from her mind as she sauntered across the sand - sand is coarse and gets everywhere! Her hair fluttered in the breeze of the wind and she carried herself with the air of a woman who thought she might as well own the beach, her hips swaying in the wind. Pulling her cane towards her with a telekinetic tug she approached her beach chair and took her towel into her hand, casually beginning to dry herself off.
Lavorn Beach, Laekia.
The bright sun was shining upon the lovely beach and the beautiful ocean that was stretched out as far as the naked eye could follow. At this time of the day it the beach filled with tourists enjoying the time and tested leisure activity of sunbathing. Others were made of more active stuff and taking to the sea on sailing boats. Here, far away from the troubles and wars of the Galaxy, people could relax, forget their troubles and enjoy the view. Of course, as with everything, such moments of peace and tranquility were fleeting. The sun may set upon Laekia and the Sanctum, though at this juncture this was far from people's minds, and so waves swept against the beach, children played played happily and built sandcastles.
Abruptly the water's ocean seemed to bubble and splash, as the shapely form of a woman emerged from beneath it and swam upward. Siobhan took a breath as she emerged, her body soaked and dripping with, well, water. As can be imagined after having gone for a good dive. Her dark brown mane was tied back rather than being allowed to flow freely, she was dressed only in a...very brief swimsuit that did a good job highlighting her curves, though assuredly no kiddies would be harmed.
The warmth of the sun kissed her skin and , seemingly paying no one else any heed, she stretched slightly, toned muscles visibly tensing and rippling. Stepping forward she sauntered up towards the beach in a manner that was probably meant to draw attention to herself, though much to her annoyance she could not fully lose the annoying limp in her flesh leg. Sometimes the Countess needed to take a step back and relax. Officially she had come to Laekia due to business, dealing with Levantine reps since Firemane was going to be investing so heavily in the confederation, but the peace and calm had appealed to her.
So much on her mind in such a short time. The coming destruction of Kaeshana, first contact with Tygara and raising her two daughters. But right now these thoughts were banished from her mind as she sauntered across the sand - sand is coarse and gets everywhere! Her hair fluttered in the breeze of the wind and she carried herself with the air of a woman who thought she might as well own the beach, her hips swaying in the wind. Pulling her cane towards her with a telekinetic tug she approached her beach chair and took her towel into her hand, casually beginning to dry herself off.