Molly Fullin: Welcome to Cruisin' Dream. Again, we're set on a lovely island, this time around mid-day with a volleyball net set up, more fruity drinks than food, and there seems to be vaguely Jamacian-sounding music (heavy on the steel drums and such) playing from the speaker system.

Dispea: *Dispea wanders out onto the beach, geared up in the swimsuit from her ship boarding.. several cruising dreams ago at some point which the PG forgets. Anyway! It's a dark blue dragon wearing a shimmering red bikini, armed with a little waterproof bag and some shades. Because shades keep you from going blind in the sun!*

Molly Fullin: To set the scene further, Molly's presently strolling around the area, near a nice sedate cove, wearing a black patterened bikini, watching those that arrive.

Molly Fullin: Sun, Molly's fur... they're all bright.

Dispea: *Dispea looks around, and heads for the food table. Or at least the drinks. She peruses the drink list!*

Angus Weaver: Angus is currently set up somewhere near the volleyball net, sipping one of said fruity drinks -- whatever it is, it's orange and it has a lime spritz stuck on the rim. He's in red trunks this time... and that's it. Hey, it's a warm day...

Molly Fullin: There's a wide variety of both alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks available, either simply chilled or iced.

Dispea: *Red seems to be a theme today! Dispea grabs a drink and sips it looking around... There's Angus! Dragon waves to Angus and keeps looking around*

Angus Weaver: He waves back, and for now, sets down to listen to the music, and watch the waves. "Mmmm..."

Angus Weaver: Angus takes another sip, then sets down the drink, lies down... and flips over, standing on his hands. From there, he glances around.

Dispea: *Well, there's a mildly bored blue dragoness* "..Seems surprisingly empty."

Angus Weaver: "Hmm, one less than we'd need for doubles..." He glances to both of those he can see, then tips forward and lands on his feet again, dusting off his palms. "Guess we'll have to wait, yet."

Angus Weaver: "Or of course, we could try something else."

Dispea: "Monkey in the middle?" *Amused grin*

Molly Fullin: "You could try singles... I'm content to sit on the sidelines. Volleyball's not quite my sport..." Molly comments, finding herself a drink for the moment. Something cold.

Angus Weaver: Angus shrugs. "Heh, no, not enough people for that either... not that we'd want to..." He nods to Molly then. "Singles could work, yes." He takes another sip, then tips the glass toward Dispea, smiling. "Well, shall we?"

Dispea: "I suppose we shall. No wing use for me?" *Grinning, setting her drink aside, heading for one half of the court*

Angus Weaver: He grins back, and replies, "Well, that depends. If you use wings, I'll have to use tails." Using wings himself would hurt; not a good plan.

Dispea: "...Alright. *Curious look over the top of her shades, and then looking for the volleyball* "Who serves?"

Angus Weaver: "You can first, if you like."

Dispea: "Alright..." *Ball... and.. BOP! High ball to middle on angus' side*

Angus Weaver: He gets into position and gives it a low bump; easy to the center.

Dispea: *...Return bop! It's like pong at this point, slow and not really pulse racing*

Angus Weaver: Doesn't need to be at first. He taps this one from higher, and it heads a little closer to the net, on Dispea's right.

Dispea: *BOP! Dragon hits the net, frowning dragon* "Your ball." *Passing it to Angus*

Angus Weaver: "Hmm..." He hadn't expected it to be that close. Either way, he Bops it up and over the net, straight to the center again.

Dispea: *Bop! in return to center!*

Angus Weaver: And for a short while, Bop... it's back to a pong-like setup, though speeding up slightly.

Angus Weaver: Assuming a couple of normal returns, one of Angus's goes a bit high... "Whoops..." It's still heading mostly to the middle, though to Dispea's left this time around, very long airtime.

Dispea: *And trying to jump and spike it! ....Ack! She misjudged! Her wings open to catch herself... but! ...right into the net with the dragon... struggling to free herself... Ball lands on her side*

Molly Fullin: Molly, for her part in this, is hiding a smile behind her glass, lapping gently at the ice-fruit-juice concoction.

Angus Weaver: "Eep..." At any rate, Angus's tail splits to five at this point, ready to try a few others. "Usually it's me landing on the net... er..." He helps to untangle Dispea. "The ball, rather."

Dispea: "...Mm.. Perhaps I'm a little moe out of shape than I was thinking." *Or too reliant on my wings for airborne tricks* "So! Your point, your ball." *Back in the sand.. dusting herself off... passing the ball over*

Angus Weaver: "Right then..." And another serve to the center! Eh, guess he's keeping it simple. Meanwhile, his tails are sort of half-fanned out behind him.

Dispea: *And bopping it back casually*

Angus Weaver: "Let's see if..." He steps forward, and knocks the ball up with his tails, though it seems to roll a bit toward the tips; it's almost like a catapult. Aside from pulling a little to the left, the arc's headed for the center. "Hmm..."

Rithnok Tatsukao: ((Dang it I'm late, Am I still allowed to join in?))

Angus Weaver: (( *points to the header, where it says OPEN* Sure! ))

Rithnok Tatsukao: ((Thanks! Just checking!))

Dispea: *Dispea blinks, and grins, trying to hit the ball to the right and back. Since it seems to have a leftspin.*

Rithnok Tatsukao: Chuckles as he approaches the volleyball court. All his tactical gear abandoned for nothing more than pair of very dark green swimming trunks. his midnight eyes tracking the path of the volleyball back and forth across the net. He sips away at a simple can of beer quietly.

Angus Weaver: He steps into position, and bops it up again, though all the fur's muffling it to a fwump. It flies straighter this time. "Little different from the basketball."

Angus Weaver: Angus waves, seeing Rithnok. "Hello!"

Dispea: *Dispea tries to jump... BIP! A spike! The dragon grins at pulling it off without her wings this time!*

Angus Weaver: Distraction! He turns in time to lunge, but the ball hits the sand! "Huh!" He looks up at the blue dragon, getting to his feet. "Bit of a surprise there! Well, anyway..." He picks up the ball and offers it, grinning. "Your serve, now."

Dispea: *Grinning, and waving to Rithnok* "Hey stranger! Thought you took off for parts unknown! Where you been?" *Nodding to Angus, fetching the ball... BOP! Into the air!*

Angus Weaver: He gives this one a normal bop from low, keeping his ears trained on Rithnok.

Dispea: *Bop back goes the volley*

Angus Weaver: And another fwump from the tails! Nope, that arc pulled to the right a bit... He's watching out in case she tries another spike.

Rithnok Tatsukao: He smiles at Dispea as he sips at his beer and watches the game his tail twitching in interest. "Oh? I was off and gone... A few years in fact. I've been on the frontlines for a good long time. But I have been honourably released from service and so I came back." Nothing more complicated than that it seems. "And what of you? Still peddling gourmet cigars to the unwary populous?" he chuckles brightly.

Dispea: *Not this time, she's just bopping it.. whoops, too off balance. It goes out of bounds* "Dangit.. your serve." *Grinning at Rithnok* "Nah, the population at large around here doesn't smoke, and most of my smoking buddies aren't around or have quit... so lonely smoker I is."

Angus Weaver: He shrugs, and takes up the ball... then grabs his half-finished drink and takes a moment to sip. "Might take a short break." There's a sideways glance to Dispea. "What about the other cigars?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Ah, then since you are a lonely smoker you won't mind me lighting up." He grins evilly as he grinds his beer lightly into the sand to hold it upright and reaches into a small pocket on his swim trunks and picks out a pack of cigarettes and lights up a single smoke. He sits upon the ground to watch the game.

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Actually I stopped by to take in the sights really. Since Shimmer's still at work right now."

Dispea: *Blinking at Angus* "Other cigars? What, the chocolate ones?" *She sticks her tongue out at Rithnok* "Traded your cigars for Cigarettes Rith? Less luxury for your buck."

Dispea: "Shimmer?"

Angus Weaver: "Yes, those! I can actually use those!" He drinks down the glass fairly quickly.

Rithnok Tatsukao: He chuckles, "Luxury is a Warm bed, Hot Shower, dry pair of socks, and a roof over your head. Trenches suck." He takes a draw off the cigarette. "Yeah Shimmer, She's a model for PlayDrake as well as a few other magazines. And she's doing a photo shoot tonight. You remember, that golden scaled three headed hydratic lass?" He asks.

Dispea: "Well now that you're out of the trenches maybe I can lure you back to cigars. *Amused grin at Angus* "Could always try the real deal ya know." *Blinking dragon, scratching her head* "I.. don't recall running into her Rithnok... Hmmm..."

Rithnok Tatsukao: "I guess I'll have to introduce you two sometime. She's a very nice lass I believe. As for switching back to Cigars? Maybe, that all depends on how much time I have left before I head on up to Thereville. Heard there was a big ol' fight going on. Can't leave soldiers hangin you know." He smiles.

Angus Weaver: He shakes his head, putting the glass a safe distance from the court. "Nah, tried it once. It just doesn't work." Once he's back on the court, he holds the ball on his hand, ready to serve.

Dispea: "Well don't leave us for years again, you hear?" *Amused grin, heading back to her side of the court*

Angus Weaver: Bop! Predictable center serve. "Just so long as you come back. Sooner's better."

Rithnok Tatsukao: He nods his head quietly, "No worries, I'll keep away from doing that again. Besides I think I'll be sleeping on the couch anyway once I tell Shimmer I have to go to dig out the troops from Thereville." He chuckles and reaches down to pick up his beer and sip again at it. "Besides, if I can't help anyone then there is no point in me being there now is there? I don't command the very elements themselves, nor whips mystical beams from me finger tips. I'm just a simple samurai that's all." He smiles.

Rithnok Tatsukao: The dragon looks to Angus, "Hey, no worries. I'll be back as soon as realistically possible. Although, I may sink a good portion of my hoard to organize supply routes in and out of Thereville. If that'll help."

Dispea: *Dispea goes to knock it back.... and it hits her in the head instead of the hands. She lays on the sand, dazed for a moment* "...Okay, I think I've had my fill of nets and balls."

Angus Weaver: "Aww... Should I get you something?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: Rithnok looks like he's about to say something and decides against it... His Dirty Infantry-corrputed mind just a-whirl with sarcastically and potentially self injuring comments.

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Psst, Dispea? Volleyball isn't soccer. you can't headbutt the ball to victory." He chuckles and finishes off his beer before standing up and dusting the sand from his scales.

Dispea: "Nah, I'm, fine. Just more out of practice than I thought.." *Dusting herself off, standing up*

Dispea: "Oh yeah smart guy? How about you do it?" *Grinning at Rith*

Angus Weaver: Angus shrugs. "I've seen it done before..." He trades the ball for his empty glass. "Well, maybe next time."

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Oh God no! I can pass my sword's edge between two sheets of paper without damaging them. I can perform complex kata on a tight rope... I CAN'T play volleyball worth a damn." He chuckles and crushes the beer can in his hand.

Dispea: *Shaking her head with a smile* "Fine, fine, so what else is on the party agenda?"

Angus Weaver: "Sun, sand, surf... fruit drinks?" He heads over to the latter, getting another glass -- this one's green. Kiwi juice, apparently.

Rithnok Tatsukao: He reaches into his swim trunks at the mention of an agenda and pulls out a small sheet of paper, "Hrmm... There's a bunch of things... But what the heck is a 'Lu-Ow'?" He asks scratching his head. Before his eyes go wide. "Surfing? You can Surf around here? Fricken SWEET!" His tail thumps the ground.

Dispea: *Snickering dragoness* "Given my recent feat of athletic prowess.. I think I'll avoid surfing and have a cigar." *She unzips her waterproof bag, and gets out one of her usual large cigars*

Angus Weaver: He chuckles. "Ah, that depends. I'd say some parts have decent surf, but others, more the swimming sort." Truth be told, that alliteration before was a quote, anyway.

Rithnok Tatsukao: The dragon nods. "And this area? The Surfing? Or more the Swimming Sort? Because if it's beach swimming I bet we can find a series of the A.M.M.'s around. In scant clothing. And I'm SURE we could find some kinda Beefcake o' dragon for Dispea." Ahh Acronyms... A soldier's best friend. He smiles at Dispea with an evil grin.

Dispea: *She pokes him in the nose with her unlit cigar* "I've still got a boyfriend. Besides, didn't you mention your own girl?" *Putting the cigar in her mouth and grinning around it*

Rithnok Tatsukao: Rithnok teases back with a sly grin of his own. "Of course I did... But I never said she was my girlfriend. She is upon a pedistal FAR higher than a mere girlfriend. She would equate to being the sun that rises to let me know I lived through the night. She is the beam of light that chases the horrors of the night away. Annnd, she doesn't mind me looking at the buffet, so long as I don't eat." He smiles brightly. "So yeah, Best, girlfriend... EVER!"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "And being the honourably-minded dragon I am. I don't mind her checking out all the other dragons in the universe either. Same stipulation as above though."

Dispea: *Curious raised eyeridge... shrugging* "I suppose it's not all that different with me. My boyfriend comes from a place where males are limited.. so he's used to a harem structure... needless to say I wasn't happy with that to start... but it's nice having other girls around."

Angus Weaver: (( I'm assuming this area's beach is more the swimming sort, but I'm not in charge. Just got back from something. ))

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Good point, How has m'lord Squic been doing anyway? I hope he's been well?" He smiles, "While we talk about that, let's head over to the swimming areas maybe they'll have some new foods for me to try." He rubs his hands together in delight as he thinks of all the foods he might find ESPECIALLY in the dream, everything's always different here.

Dispea: *Raising an eyeridge at Rithnok* *Grinning* "Anything to not eat MREs?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: He holds out his arms straight to the lady, "Take it if you want it... If that's what I have to pay to NOT eat I.M.P.'s? I'll pay it." He smiles, "FreddyChef is a Chef of the Devil I tell you... and two years of it is penance for ANY sin." He grins evilly. "The worst part is... We had to eat em cold."

Dispea: "IMPs? That's a new one to me... Improvised Meal-like 'Product'?"

Molly Fullin: Indeed, the beach is the sort for swimming, being a sheltered cove.

Rithnok Tatsukao: "I.M.P. I.ndividual M.eal P.ackage." He nods his head beginning to walk towards the swimming cove. "You eat one of those in it's entirety and you shouldn't eat another for twenty-four to forty-eight hours. Six thousand plus calories per each one."

Rithnok Tatsukao: "And they back you up something evil too."

Angus Weaver: Angus is keeping distance at this point, but he has to laugh at that acronym. Well, Dispea's version anyhow. "Hah, And I thought hunting was rough! Well, you're here now. What food there is here, now, looks pretty good; though I'm not that hungry." More sipping from that green juice.

Dispea: *Sticking her tongue out* "Well, that description alone leaves me glad i'm not in the armed services. Still, thank you for keeping us safe. *Nodding to rith with a smile... digging in her baggy, and offering him her spare cigar*

Rithnok Tatsukao: Looks at the cigar and smiles, "Thank you." He takes the cigar gingerly and with a few flicks of his lighter ignites the large cigar chewing on the end of it sightly. "I couldn't dream of myself doing anything else really." He nods his head. "So whatcha want to do?" He looks to Angus and Dispea.

Dispea: *She shrugs, summoning her own small fireball, and puffing her cigar into life. Poor outnumbered Angus* "Well, there's drinks, food.. but we're lacking in party games!"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Party games? You mean like 'Twister' in a grape jell-o Filled wading pool or something?" He asks.

Angus Weaver: That's what being upwind is for. As for Rithnok, well... Angus seems to have bad luck with drinks and laughing. He stifles it long enough to swallow, then just lets it out.

Rithnok Tatsukao: He looks up to the sky as he hears the burst of laughter from behind him. "Mental note: Fill wading pool with grape Jell-o and Invite the PlayDrake bikini lass' over to have a babyqu.. I mean Barbeque party." He grins evilly. "Yes, I am a very letcherous dragon at the moment having seen nothing but other guys in trenches for the last few years."

Dispea: *Shaking her head with a smile* "The quiet, honorable samurai has become an outspoken funloving soldier? Should I be scared?" *Amused smokepuff*

Rithnok Tatsukao: "You don't know how to have fun until you can't have fun." He nods his head sagely and takes a draw off his own cigar. "There is a time for honourifics. And a time to unstuff the shirt."

Rithnok Tatsukao: "And no... I won't replace the Jell-o with Chocolate Sauce... It's been done before."

Dispea: "Good to know, I suppose. *Wry grin* So, playdrake, huh?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: He chuckles brightly, "Yep." As he stops and looks over the Swimming cove. He sighs happily looking at the veritable pleothora of people playing and laughing and swimming and stuff. "Hooo, It is like a gift from the gods. The sights... The sounds..." His snout waters a bit... "The smells..."

Dispea: *Dispea looks out over the... apparantly mostly empty cove. Smokepuff* "...Where is the rest of the party? It just seems... so... empty!"

Molly Fullin: Molly can't really help but shrug, "Looks like most people stayed onboard the ship, or something." Eavesdropping? Molly? Nah..

Rithnok Tatsukao: "yeah yeah yeah... You know I AM allowed to dream." A shiver runs up the dragon's back as Molly speaks. "Yeah looks like it." His wings droop. "Y'know I normally wouldn't mind this, especially if Shimmer was here. But. It's still very nice to enjoy with a few friends and such." He smiles brightly.

Dispea: ((*Subtle hints will get you nowhere!* :P))

Rithnok Tatsukao: He perks up a bit, "Well then! If everyone stayed on the ship then we might as well bring the party to them... I mean how much fun can they REALLY be having without us? I mean seriously. Having a party without a soldier present is grounds for there to NOT be a party." He chuckles brightly.

Dispea: "Alright! So, back to the boat then.. but if they didn't leave for this party, how will we get them to party up there?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "HA HA! That my good blue reptillian friend. Is the work of party ninjas, Balloons, cookies, drinks, and comically placed bafoonery." He smiles brightly as he turns around... "Sooo umm. Anyone remember where we parked the ship?"

Molly Fullin: Molly shakes her head, "Just on one of those launches, offshore..."

Angus Weaver: Angus is just settled down, finishing off the juice at the moment. "Mmm... It's odd, really..."

Rithnok Tatsukao: The dragon smiles towards Molly, before looking at Angus, "You think so too huh? No one around, everyone on ship. too many supernaturals around? You thinking something... Diabolic? Or more beneficial might be occuring?" He asks. Even for being in a fun type mode the dragon seems to be always considering the possibility of deception. is he really trying to relax? Or is it just a facade?

Angus Weaver: "What interest would demons have in messing with a cruise?" He shrugs. "Going on one, maybe, but..."

Dispea: "Could be something else... but what? Who would benefit from subduing most of a pleasure cruise?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: He chuckles before starting his way towards the launches pointed out by Molly. "Well take fae dragons. They aren't evil by any stretch of the immagination but mischevious. What could EVER Possibly be wrong by giving people looking to relax everything they could ever want?" He smiles. "Either that or they want your pocket change." He thinks on this. "They'd go for the change but not the bills... not unless they were shiny."

Angus Weaver: "Makes you wonder, doesn't it? Is there a single supernatural messer-about that doesn't like shiny things?"

Dispea: "Pixels. They like squares."

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Yeah, but if it doesn't like shiny stuff... It'll DEFENATELY like Cookies!" He smiles as he walks, "at least... *I* like cookies." He laughs brightly.

Dispea: "So we're gonna bait the powers that have disrupted our party with cookies... and then how do we catch them?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "With foam Pool Noodles"

Angus Weaver: "Ah, so not repurposing the volleyball net?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "A good natured and fun blunt-force-aquatic-trauma device designed for creatures and beings of all shapes and sizes."

Dispea: *Smokepuff, grin* "Alright, pool noodles and cookies it is. *Snagging the cookies from the food table.. if there are any*

Rithnok Tatsukao: "And no, we can't use the Volleyball net, Dispea was already caught by it. And in the rules of all RPGs I've ever had to endure while on stand-easy. You can't EVER use a usefull item more than once... Or you can't ever use it in the way the gods intended for it to be used in the first place."

Angus Weaver: "I don't know, that sounds more like Zork to me."

Dispea: *Setting the cookies into a large pile* "So, you guys got the pool noodles?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "'get ye flask' what now?" He smiles as he makes for the ship.

Rithnok Tatsukao: "I'm working on it. I think they'll be in the pool's toy locker on the ship."

Angus Weaver: The fox nods. "But what about shiny things?"

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Now if anything touches you when you aren't looking Scream like a Japanese School Girl and we'll know where you are and more than likely laugh at you."

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Shiny things are Extra bait."

Molly Fullin: (( And... ten minutes. >.> Had to take care of something, hence my no-postiness. ))

Rithnok Tatsukao: ((No problem Molly))

Dispea: ((We tried to entertain ourselves anyway. *Noogies Rith* Some even requested alts! Which I currently lack the brainpower for... but still! Nice to be wanted))

Rithnok Tatsukao: Rithnok walks back and over to the large pile of cookies. "Now, This will act as perfect bait for whatever creature may be on that ship. Hey.. " Rithnok blinks and points, "What the heck *IS* that?" He asks his snout going to a shade of dead serious.

Angus Weaver: "Hmm?" He listens for it, keeping his eyes moving.

Dispea: "If we knew... we wouldn't be trying this?" *Shrugging cigar smoking dragon lady*

Rithnok Tatsukao: "Not that! THAT!" He points.

Dispea: *Blinking... giving him a small look... and.. well.. looking*

Molly Fullin: And... that's that for this week's installment of Cruisin' Dream. It'll be a couple weeks before our next one, folks, due to preperations for a convention!