[EVENT: BEACH TIME!]

[thenotsostraightman]

[Normally, one might count walking into a standard classroom only to find a bright, sunny beach instead to be a very pleasant surprise. But as Tadakuni stood there; blankly trying to wrap his head around what just happened- Only one question plagued his mind enough to dwarf all other concerns.]

.......

WHY AM I IN SCHOOL TRUNKS AGAIN!?

((OOC: Welcome to the Beach Room! Once inside, everyone who enters will suddenly appear dressed in swimwear of some kind. Unfortunately, those who try to leave will find an invisible barrier blocking them from exiting the room for at least 3 hours. So have fun, take a swim, play some volleyball, enjoy the cheesy beach-party music, or find some other activity to occupy your time! Emergency suntan lotion will of course be instantly available for all you beach-goers to avoid a nasty sunburn!)) 

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[mister_foppish]

[Ever the helpful sort, Pegasus wasn't unwilling by far. He stretched forward with his limber arm once he stood, reaching gently around to smooth the lotion along his limbs, and then up to the parts of his back that he obviously couldn't reach.]

Oh...My. You used a little much here, Major.

[Pegasus commented casually as smooth palms and elegant fingers moved along his well-toned torso up to the backs of his shoulders, fortunately tall enough that he can scope out the areas that were missed.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Being pampered was something Ivan could continue to be accustomed to. Living here for a few days without Volgin to do so had been the worst!]

Well I wasn't done yet...

[Ivan's almost like a cat right now, relaxed with his eyes closed, but just as likely to suddenly claw you to death if you make even the slightest of wrong moves.]

...You have very soft hands, you know~ [He peeks an eye open, looking devious as usual.]

[mister_foppish]

[Despite his looks he had strength in those hands as well, so it was almost like having your muscles kneaded with the way he was carefully rubbing the sunscreen lotion in.]

Do I?~ Well, I think it's important to maintain appearances. Don't you?

[Pegasus purred with that lilt in his voice.] You shouldn't burn now, I dare say.

[ivantheterrible]

[Being a soldier--and he did do work, sometimes, seriously--Ivan wasn't going to complain. It was nice...he should really look into getting a proper massage some time!]

Of course. I take my looks very seriously. [Ivan hardly needed to point that, given his flawless skin. Even with his hair being a little unruly, it didn't detract from his appearance.]

Good... [He holds out a hand, looking at it thoughtfully.] That wouldn't do at all. I still have a job to do after I get out of the place, after all.

[mister_foppish]

[Slowly Pegasus relaxed on the lounge chair again, staring over at him with sort of an amused look. He could see of course that Ivan was an attractive man. Those muscles were more than enough of an indication that he was...physically capable as well. Pegasus was quite a bit leaner where Ivan was brawny, after all.]

I can see that.~

[A quiet smirk surfaced before Pegasus went back to sipping at his drink, then watching him with that intense gaze of his.] Oh but of course. Though you best relax for now.~

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan definitely had a little muscle on him, but nothing too distracting. Although when he wore a uniform he certainly looked more built than he was thanks to those broad shoulders.]

I could certainly use the vacation... [He leans back in his chair, propping his chin up in his hand as he watches Pegasus with a toothy grin.]

Do you know what goes good on a summer day? Vodka.

[mister_foppish]

A drink? Well, of course I think that's a wonderful idea!

[It was the staple of a vacation in his opinion! And Pegasus wasn't exactly shy about inviting others along with him for a little fun. He grabbed onto Ivan's hand, trying to tug him along..]

Well, obviously we need to get you one!

[He'd have to drag him along to the same drink stand he'd gotten his, as they were sure to make him something to his tastes.]

It'll have vodka in it, promise! ♥

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan had kind of been hoping Pegasus would just get the drink for him and bring it back, but okay, he'll play along and follow even if being lead was not his forte.

At least he got a good view to check out Pegasus's behind. PRIORITIES.]

It better, I like the burn of vodka. Don't you~?

[mister_foppish]

[Normally he's not a very touchy-feely person around other people but...somehow you're bringing out that little-known urge in him. So don't mind him while he walks slightly in front, the sway to his hips in tune with his long stride. He can't help it honestly, it's in his nature to charm people into doing things they don't necessarily want to do.

So there they are, before the drink stand, where he ordered himself another red wine spritzer and his new 'friend' a little something called an Island Oasis, with manga vodka and orange juice. A perfect drink. And, he even had him add a little extra vodka to boot. Though it might not be what Ivan was expecting it would certainly be a good drink.]

Heavens no, Major. I couldn't take straight vodka, it'd burn my throat clean off. Ha, ha~ I prefer mixed drinks if I really want something like that, but I'm more of a wine person myself.

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan takes the Island Oasis, tilting his head slightly as he gazes at it. It was like nothing he'd ever seen before; fancy drinks were well beyond his scope of experience. All he ever did was drink plain old vodka!]

This is alcohol...? It looks like juice. [He's continued to stare in bafflement.]

[mister_foppish]

Just try it.~ Go on.

[Such a skeptic. And here he's trying to broaden your horizons and everything~]

[ivantheterrible]

Why not? [Ivan shrugs, taking a sip of his drink. It was strange, having vodka without all the sting he was used to. Of course he figured he wouldn't get drunk nearly as fast off this either, but it least it tasted good!]

Hmmm...not bad~ [He smiles, and before you know it, he's basically chugged the entire thing. They didn't even have a chance to move away from the drink stand!]

I could use another...maybe three. I think three sounds good.

1/

[mister_foppish]

[Wow, he's impressed. He doesn't know anyone who can knock them back like that.]

2/2

[mister_foppish]

[But to consume it like that...Pegasus couldn't help it. He started to laugh, a soft giggling at first but then soon blossoming into that lilting chuckle of his.]

Oh, Major...That's not how you're supposed to drink it.

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan blinks, confused for a moment before an irrational anger comes over him. He doesn't like being laughed at, no matter the circumstances. Ivan was far too prideful for that.]

Well then how are you supposed to drink it? [Because as far as he was concerned, the faster he drank the more he got to drink!]

[mister_foppish]

[He placed his hand on his arm gently, to still him as well as any anger.]

I mean no disrespect Major, it simply amused me. Please forgive an eccentric American his little bouts of strange humor. After all, I've a feeling that our worlds are quite different.

But here. Allow me to show you.~

[He had the bartender make another of the same drink, as well as a red wine spritzer.]

You see, the point of a drink like this isn't merely to gulp it down, but to enjoy it. Like so.

[And he sipped at the wine, to demonstrate.]

[ivantheterrible]

[That hand doesn't really help Ivan to feel any less irritated, but it does at least get his attention.

Americans really will be Americans.]

Well, we are on opposite sides of the Iron Curtain. [He says tellingly, but falls quiet as the bartender makes them new drinks.]

[When Pegasus explains that the drinks must be enjoyed rather than gulped down, the concept is so foreign to Ivan that he blurts out a baffled "huh?" before he even has time to stop himself.]

Why would I want to drink it slowly? I'll never finish it while it's cold at that rate!

[mister_foppish]

[He really has to stop himself from laughing now. But it's not because he looks down on you, but rather that he finds it endearing. Pegasus merely smiled this time, as charming as he can muster.]

Oh come now, I think you're better at this than you think, handsome~ It's more about the stimulating conversation and the company than the actual drink. Unless you're saying you'd rather get drunk quickly than take your time to...maybe get to know each other a little better while we're enjoying ourselves, hmm?

[ivantheterrible]

[Compliments, oh, now that put Ivan right back into a smug mood. He takes a slight step closer to Pegasus, taking the drink from the bartender and bringing it up to his smiling lips.]

I don't drink to make conversation. I drink to drink. [And with that, he gulps down half his glass.]

And if I want to get to know somebody....I have better ways of doing that than talking~

[mister_foppish]

[He rather thought so. Flattery can get a person farther in life than they said it could. Plus, he doesn't really want to sour their first meeting by giving the wrong impression.

However, the phrase "Iron Curtain" did bother him, only because he thought he vaguely remembered that terminology. Where had he heard it before...?]

Oh? What better way is there, besides talking?

[He dared to ask, sipping casually at his drink.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan holds up one finger, chugging the rest of his drink and slamming it down on the bartender's table before speaking.]

Ah~

Well... [And he was certainly feeling a buzz now, but it wasn't strong enough to make him reckless. Or, at least not too reckless.]

You know what they say. [He puts his hands up in a shrug.] Body language says a lot more than just words.

[mister_foppish]

[That was a little bit forceful but nothing Pegasus couldn't handle.]

Mm...I think I see what you mean.

[Pegasus could do that too, when he wanted. He just tended to talk a lot, in general. He's something of a social butterfly. Rich, eccentric socialite who was also American. Yes indeed.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan was far from subtle, as Pegasus might eventually come to find.]

Do you now?

[He glances towards the bartender, tilting his glass at him and giving it a little shake.] More of that orange vodka, waiter.

[A minute later, Ivan had his third drink.]

I could show you~?

[mister_foppish]

[He may have an inkling as to what Ivan meant, or maybe he wasn't as informed as he might like to think. Pegasus knew at least when he was possibly flirting with danger.

His hand was on a shapely hip and he stared at him through a half-lidded gaze, tilting his head slightly. His having had perhaps a few drinks was possibly contributing, but you know how it goes. Even while he has quite a bit of tolerance he can't help but be curious.]

Fine. I'll bite.~

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan takes his new drink and gives Pegasus a devious little grin.]

Ohh? [He steps closer, grabbing the strap of Pegasus's swimsuit to force him to do the same. Ivan then leans in, voice lowered to a sensual whisper.]

Well, this isn't really the place...we should meet somewhere more private...