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“I’d hardly call this assault.” she stated as she held up the offending acorn before dropping it back onto the ground. “And I’m throwing them because I was trying to get his attention. It worked and now I’m leaving. Good day.” Not really liking running into two strangers in an area that was supposed to have none, Tabi simply chose a random direction and proceeded her search for camp or one of her friends; and to get away from the two guys behind her. If one got her in this much trouble, she’d hate to see what two would do to her luck. After a fare bit of walking, Tabi finally called it quits and leaned against a tree; exhaustion from being up all night kicking in as she started to doze off. “I’m never going camping again.”
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"We'll do that later. We're busy now" He smiles and keeps playing with her hair. "mmmmm.... Tell me! I don't like guessing!" He laughs. the cheerful sound echoing in the small space.
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She watched as he walked over to the water and pulled his shirt over his head. She blinked for a moment, her eyes sliding over him without her consent. She couldn't help but admire his lean, muscular build for a few moments. Her gaze flicked back to his face as he turned around and smiled. She smiled a little bit in return, then nodded. A swim sounded nice. She gracefully slid her tank top over her head, revealing her green bikini top and the tattoo that ran up her side. She kicked off her short-shorts, wearing the bikini bottoms under them. The suit was a light green, almost matching the color or her eyes and brought out the caramel tan of her skin. She pulled her hair over her shoulder, then sighed and walked into the water.
It was extremely cold, majorly different from the hot summer air around them. The sun was still beating down on them and kept her a little warm, but the icy water sent a small shock through her, causing her to shudder a little. She got until she was about waist deep in the water and folded her arms across her flat stomach, shivering a little.
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The many tattoos painted all over Max's bare body were almost glowing in the sunlight as the water glistened off each ripple of his flesh. Though it was clear that some of the ink was old and fading, some art was still quite colorful; Max was a beautiful walking canvas. And yet, just as he was quite attractive to look at, the presumable miles of permanent skin paint were designed to be quite sad. They reflected his inner struggle, and the chaotic state of his present life; they say pictures speak thousands of words, and those inked on Max's body seemed to scream what he simply could not even admit.
He disappeared momentarily beneath the surface of the cerulean lake, swimming about with the fish quite happily. Almost a minute passed and he returned to break the rippling surface, running two hands over his face and hair to clear the excess water from his head. Then he looked over at Azrael, still tentative to submerge herself completely beneath the cool lake, and bared his pearly whites at her in a handsome and inviting grin. He then dove beneath the water again, and more seconds passed before he appeared just behind her, then tackled her into the water along with him.
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Coldness surrounded her for a few moments before she pushed herself back up to the surface, gasping for a breath. She pushed her hair away from her face and looked at Max. She narrowed her green eyes on him for a moment, before speaking.
"That was rude." She muttered, a playful smirk spreading across her lips. It was on. She disappeared under the surface, then popped up in front of him. She rested her small hands on his broad shoulders and pushed down as hard as she could, managing to dunk him under the water.
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And he wrapped his arms around her torso as she tried to plunge him into the water, then forcefully took a dive into the deep end. He was getting a little brave around the girl, but he held her down all the way to the bottom, then allowed her to break free and reach the surface if she so desired. He stayed beneath the water longer than he intended, just admiring the outline of her almost-naked body writhing in a rhythmic motion as she swam heavenward. Her hair was like a blanket of woven feathers; it looked so soft as it swayed like a banner behind her. She was no doubt one of the most beautiful creatures Max had ever seen - and he had seen many, especially in his form as a wolf - and he was instantly entranced by just her movement.
Feeling the angry protest of his lungs, Max joined Azrael at the surface and wiped his face again, taking in huge breaths before focusing his gaze at her. It was a little hazy at first, but when she finally came into perfect perspective his smile was so much wider than he had ever shown. He couldn't help but laugh - at himself, mostly - for he was acting like a lovesick little puppy. He eased up on the flirtatiousness as he realized this, but his smile never faded; it softened, sure, but it was still predominant on his handsome face.
"I'm starving," he blurted. "Let's take a break and grab some lunch. Want to?"
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She popped above the water a few moments before Max did and pushed a hand through her hair to get it out of her face. She was taking a few breaths of air and blinking water from her eyelashes as Max surfaced next to her. She blinked once more and turned to rest her gaze on him, letting out her soft, musical laugh at what she saw. His grin was taking over much of his gorgeous face, his blue eyes crinkled a little at the corners, and his hair was sticking up on end in a few places. It was adorable. She returned his wide smile with one of her own, her dimples standing out more than they usually did with a smile. He was being flirtatious and cute, she couldn't help but like this side of him also.
As soon as he mentioned food, her stomach let out a loud, vicious growl. Her arms flew down to cross over her flat tummy, her eyes widening a bit. She bit the corner of her lip as a small, almost inaudible giggle escaped from her lips.
"I think that's a yes from my stomach. Let's go." She turned and swam back over to the shore, pulling herself out of the water. Little drops of water clung to her skin a little, and some dripped away onto the ground. She wringed her hair out, then pulled the long, wavy strands over her shoulder. She realized she didn't have a towel, so she just scooped up her clothes, enjoying the feeling of the hot sun beating down on her.
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"Well... Living in the woods... i guess its like living in the city. But... In the woods. Not the city." He smiles and laughs "That didn't make sense. Let me try again. It's... peaceful. But boring. It's... Laid back. Umm... It's alright. theres not much for me to do..." He sighs. "but whatever. Ask again!"
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His words trailed off as he stopped midstep to stare at Azrael walking out of the water - and what a glorious sight it was. He admired her body and the way the water droplets sparkled like embedded diamonds on her sunkissed skin; he could feel his Adam's apple throbbing as he swallowed heated lumps in his throat. He stood there for almost an entire minute, wide-eyed and his mouth practically hanging open. Surely, he had seen his fair share of nice looking women before; but something about Azrael just absolutely captivated him. Maybe it was the little freckles dusting over her entire figure, or the swell of her lips and how those cute dimples popped out when she smiled; maybe it was those green eyes, the way they radiated so brilliantly, they made emeralds look like coal - but whatever it was, Max could feel his heart hammering against his chest because of it.
His legs, though they seemed to have turned into lead, began carrying him out of the water without his own consent; if Max were to have his way, he certainly would have liked to remain in that spot just staring at Azrael. But his stomach was much too upset with his neglect, and Max could already feel his salivary glands watering just at the thought of a hamburger (or maybe it was the thought of an almost-naked Azrael standing in front of him?). He followed her out onto the shore, soaking wet and careless about it. He turned and looked at her - she had to have her own food, right? - then smiled softly.
"I'm gonna run back and grab some food," he started. "I'll see you in a while. You don't have to wait for me."
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"I have food here. I need to change anyway. Go ahead." She smiled in return, her green eyes flitting over his face. She hesitated a moment, then took a small step in the direction of her camp. "Thanks for the swim." She added, then winked and turned her back to him, walking towards her camp. It was a good thing she had left when she did, or she might have done something she could possibly regret. When she got there, she rustled through her bag to pull out her underwear. She stepped into one of the other girl's tents, since it wasn't being used, and changed out of her wet suit and into her black cut-off tank top that showed a little bit of her mid-drift, and her short shorts. She stepped out of the tent and walked over to their cooler to get her food out. She might as well set up a blanket or something for them to eat on. Sort of like a picnic she thought with a smile. That would be nice.