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[vecna]

[Sandcastles, of all things. What are they, children?]

With a little red pail and everything. Why not?

[velluminous]

You are not eager? Other option is lay in sun and consume cold fruity drinks.

[vecna]

I never said that. I’ll make a sandcastle with you.

[i gUESS]

I’ve never spent much quality time at the beach, so anything you suggest would be novel.

[velluminous]

It is nice. Warm sand feels good on my hands.

[ gazing down at them as she says that, barely above a murmur. the Lovers card healed her oripathy without a trace, but she swears sometimes, impossibly, it still aches ]

[vecna]

How often can we expect the weather to change here?

[Maybe she’ll have her warm sand sooner rather than later.]

[velluminous]

[ lol ]

Often enough, now I've asked it. We will see.

[ a beat wherein she scoffs a laugh at her own humour. see? in this fog? ]

[vecna]

[She has a dry sense of humor, doesn’t she? Like something left out in the sun too long.]

Hopefully, we’ll be able to next time.

[To see.]

Otherwise, we're going to create a very ugly castle.

[velluminous]

[ wow, that's such a nice compliment. . . ]

Practice makes perfect, lapochka. Come. Walk you home.

[vecna]

[Isn’t he so flattering!]

I’ll trust you to lead the way.

[With her magic, of course.

Goodbye, surf shop!!]

[velluminous]

Be still, my beating heart.

[ again with the tiny skeletal hand to beckon them to the safety of the motel ]