Pride of the Sands; Party in the Dunes

Seyyal had won the Volleyball Tournament with her partner Maddie!

Partially to celebrate that and partially just because she wanted to party with her.. well... party, she had planned out a beach day with the others. Sand, sun, bathing suits, and barbecue. Or at least that's what they seemed to call cooking out over a fire here.

Seyyal herself had decided to wear pretty much the same thing she had for volleyball the previous weekend. A somewhat plain halter top bikini under a t-shirt and boardshorts. Her sandals put away for safe keeping with the bags of supplies and the coolers they had dragged out there into the sand. The warm, coarse sand that felt so comforting to her feet.

Assorted meats, and a few vegetables too, were slowly roasting over the coals she and the others had been tending to. Filling the air with the scents of cooking food along with the pleasant salty taste of the sea breeze. Seyyal stepped away to cast a handful of sand into the air and summoned one of her blades to carefully slice a portion of the meat. Tender, but not ready yet. The blade cast back out into just plain sand as she tossed it away again.

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OOC: no posting order. Originally intended for the Lionesses to gather and potentially come across Lycia the first time but anyone who might be invited by one of them or perhaps would wander by are welcome to post. Setting is a little ways out in a more private portion of beach, on Friday the 14th of June afternoon/evening.

"Chef? Please, I can barely do more than slap some meat over a fire and only mostly avoid burning it," Seyyal grinned back at Lottie before looking over at Sabra. It was true the other girl had... let's just say limited culinary talents. But feeling like she couldnt help just wouldn't do. This was supposed to be a fun day.

"Well if you're sure you dont want to just relax and soak in the sun you could help me lift and turn the spit here. I can do it but... like Lottie said, you're much stronger than us," Seyyal gently coaxed Sabra. Either she'd relax, feeling her offer had at least been made or she'd help. Either way it was good.

She pulled out a small bucket of what smelled like a mixture of spices and something sweet. Barbeque sauce to coat the meat in. A special brand that one of their acquaintances had recommended. Seyyal felt utterly ridiculous using a sort of brush to paint this sauce on the meat.

"I sure hope this is how you're supposed to do it...," her laugh was joyful. They had been a little disjointed and distracted as a group as they each adjusted but this was so nice.

Seyyal opted to let Lottie handle the cheering up for the moment. She seemed to be the vest a that sort of thing anyway. Probably half of it was because you just couldn't be in the presence of the excitable, happy mage without finding something about her to make you feel like smiling.

On instinct Seyyal knelt down to take a handful of sand as some unknown thing crashed into the beach not far off from them. The two swords flashed out from the sand, only for her to then notice who it was that had just dropped in to join the party. She twirled the blades and simulated sheathing them- though they actually just dissolved into sand.

"Hello Alaric, are you ok? That... was a heavy landing," she smiled but there was clearly some concern in her voice. But she was able to relax now that everything was fine. "Though I guess that's a good thing you could do Sabra- protect us from skydiving boys crashing the party." With a grin she reached over to give her a little playful shove.