The Lounge's Summer Pool Party!!

[Scuttle Buttin']

Peers over with a sympathetic smile.

"Brazil fan? I didn't know! That couldn't have been easy to watch."

Waves a hand to get the bartender's attention.

"My friend here, she'll have... all the alcohol."

 

[TinyDuchess]

Oh Scuttle! WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *sobs loudly for a moment and then recovers"

"Yes... yes just give me all the alcohol. I wanna be numb."

Grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniels from the bartenders hands.

"No ... I don't need a glass."

 

[TinyDuchess]

Downing half the bottle, before hopping of my stool to strip down to my bathing suit.

"Might as well go soak off the hurt."

Walking over to the pool, stopping mid-stride before turning back to pick the bottle of jack up off the counter. Clutching it to my chest before turning back to the pool. Settling on the edge, letting my feet dangle in the water before sighing heavily.

 

[Britwitch]

There is a short burst of noise as feet dash across the decking, culminating in a splash as someone launches themselves off the end and into the ocean.
Silence follows.
Before the person in question surfaces with a happy sigh.

"Soooo much better!"

 

[Fish_Tales]

*pokes his head out of the water, waves and smiles*

I feel like a swim today seeing the football was quite disappointing. Not to offend my European friends, but at least one South American team in the final would be nice....well, at least if it can't be Australia.

How are you Brit and Duchess? I must say you've done it again, Brit. Another social venue!

*duck dives and then pops up again*

I came here quickly to make sure I beat Mr. Freek to it

 

[TinyDuchess]

Hehehe .... Smiling at the lovely Britwitch as she surfaces.

"I take it that was long overdue?" I ask cocking my head to the side.

"I'm Duchess, by the way. I think we may have crossed paths once long ago on the boards, but I believe this is our first official intoduction. It's a pleasure to officially meet you."

 

[TinyDuchess]

"Hello there Mr. Fish!!!" Smiling brightly and waving.

"Let's not talk about the football, shall we." Holding up my now empty bottle of Jack Daniels, then hiccuping. "I'm still not quite over it."

 

[Fish_Tales]

Hi Duchess.

Nice to meet you. I hope you are well.

*frowns*

Yes....the football. If one didn't know better.....it makes no sense at all.

*looks at the empty bottle in your hand*

Oh dear......

Where's Brit when we need someone sensible?

 

[Britwitch]

"It was!"

She smiles up at Duchess with a wave.

"Pleasure to meet you too! And as for you..."

Swims over to hug a floating Fish.

"...was hoping to see you here at some point!"

 

[Essie1]

Startles awake and sits bolt upright, Nice's cold cloth over her eyes

I'm blind! I'm blind! I... cloth falls off face and lands on chest... now have soggy boobs. But I can see, hooray! Time for a swim, I think.

Not seeing anyone else around, giggles softly

Oh what the hell....

Peeling off everything, stands at edge of pool and does a neat dive in, surfacing with a joyous whoop then floating on back, singing merrily

I am Essie, hear me roar, bra and knickers on the floor, thank God no one's here to see me with no togs on....

 

[Niceandbrutal]

A small impertinent duckling with a loud voice enters and discovers knickers and bra on the floor before spotting Essie in the pool. He chases me away and guards the shreds of clothing, quacking angrily and furiously flapping his wings if anyone approach.

Uh yeah, I'll be over here, necking a cold tall drink.

 

[TinyDuchess]

Wakes up with a start, to the sound of quacking. Peeking my head out from under a lounge chair, my empty bottle rolling around on the deck.

"Did someone say drinks?!" blinking the sleep from my eyes.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Comes back in with his flippers slap slap slapping, beach ball held in both hands.

"Hair of the dog that mauled you, Dutchess?"

 

[Essie1]

..... Yes, I am nude, I am naked I don't..... !!!

Hears people on the pool deck... together with a familiar little quack. Ducking under the water, swimming up to pool edge and peeking over, see a distracted looking Nice skolling a beer, a pale & interesting Duchess and Scuttle holding his ball

Hi, everyone. Um, Duchess, could you please pass me that rather large towel over there? Thanks ever so much.

Whispering to Bubblequack

Could you pass me my... clever little ducky. Taking undergarments from a slightly indignant looking guard-duck

 

[TinyDuchess]

Standing up, running a hand through my hair before stretching.

"Hiya Scuttle. No more hairy dogs for me. I'm back to bubbly. A bellini would be nice. How are you?"

 

[TinyDuchess]

"Sure thing Essie." Handing over a large fluffy towel. "Nice to meet you by the way."

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Flop flop flops over to a barstool and hops up on it, letting the beach ball land near his get with a thump.

"Not bad! Thought I'd pop in, do a bit of swimming..."

Pauses to peer at her.

"Feeling better than you were yesterday?"

 

[Essie1]

Thank you, nice to meet you too

Dons undergarments underwater, emerges from pool and wraps up warm in towel, picking up little duck and tickling his tummy

Time for a post-dip drinky, I think. Could you do me up a hot toddy, please, Monroe?

 

[IvoryTigress]

A limber frame finds a lounge chair and collapses in it...

 

[TinyDuchess]

"Oh much better, thank you" nodding vigorously "I came to the conclusion some time during the night as i was getting rather intimate with Jack ... you probably know him as Mr. Daniels ... that I must have somehow floated onto another plane of existence and yesterday never actually happened at all."

Smiles cheerily, sipping happily from the flute Monroe handed me.

Tilting my head to one side, looking down at his feet. "Do you always swim while wearing flippers?"

Turning too smile at the duck in Essie's arms, "Not that there's anything wrong with flippers of course."

Smiling over at Nice "Where are yours? I thought you'd have some given your friendship with the duck. I'm Duchess by the way."

 

[Essie1]

Smiles at Duchess, places Bubblequack on the bar, fencing him in with coasters so he doesn't wander off

Duchess, Bubblequack, Bubblequack, Duchess. He's the best guard duck in all the land (and extremely cute and fluffy).

Sipping hot toddy, sighing happily

Ooh, that warms the cockles of your heart. And anywhere else it happens to hit on the way down

Hi Ivory, how's your limber self today?

 

[IvoryTigress]

Smiles at Duchess, places Bubblequack on the bar, fencing him in with coasters so he doesn't wander off

Duchess, Bubblequack, Bubblequack, Duchess. He's the best guard duck in all the land (and extremely cute and fluffy).

Sipping hot toddy, sighing happily

Ooh, that warms the cockles of your heart. And anywhere else it happens to hit on the way down

Hi Ivory, how's your limber self today?

I'm well enough, thank you. Yourself?

 

[Essie1]

I've got a warm towel, a warm drink and a cool little duck so pretty sweet today

 

[thestruggle]

Pops up from around a corner of the expansive deck - daylight's fading, slowly, in her part of the world. She peers around and catches the strap of her sundress before it slips from her shoulder. Navy blue, patterned with little white anchors: nautical, maybe? In any case, she's remembered her swimming suit and a white bikini top stands in stark relief next to the darker material. The red of her hair is bright in the last few gleams of the sunset and somehow manages to behave rather nicely in a haphazardly straightened mass. She's twirling a multicolored umbrella, spinning a rainbow above her head. That sun won't touch the skin she's fought to keep pale.

Okay! Swimming! Neat.

Carefully she lifts the pair of chunky blue shades from her eyes and scans the crowd. Oh, drinks! Good. She scuffs her way over in a pair of beaten-up flip-flops, brown and thin and worn in places on the soles. Thirsty? Hungry? Tired? Whatever. She leans against a table, snaps the umbrella closed, and bounces it against the side of her knee. What to drink? Ugh, decisions.

 

[IvoryTigress]

I've got a warm towel, a warm drink and a cool little duck so pretty sweet today

Nice! I was just thinking about how I really hate it when my alarm clock says I have less than 9 hours before I have to be up for work again. Collapsing in a chair sounded just right.

Pops up from around a corner of the expansive deck - daylight's fading, slowly, in her part of the world. She peers around and catches the strap of her sundress before it slips from her shoulder. Navy blue, patterned with little white anchors: nautical, maybe? In any case, she's remembered her swimming suit and a white bikini top stands in stark relief next to the darker material. The red of her hair is bright in the last few gleams of the sunset and somehow manages to behave rather nicely in a haphazardly straightened mass. She's twirling a multicolored umbrella, spinning a rainbow above her head. That sun won't touch the skin she's fought to keep pale.

Okay! Swimming! Neat.

Carefully she lifts the pair of chunky blue shades from her eyes and scans the crowd. Oh, drinks! Good. She scuffs her way over in a pair of beaten-up flip-flops, brown and thin and worn in places on the soles. Thirsty? Hungry? Tired? Whatever. She leans against a table, snaps the umbrella closed, and bounces it against the side of her knee. What to drink? Ugh, decisions.

An emerald gaze shifts as a missed beauty finds her way to the party. She laces her fingertips behind her neck and leans back in the chair, watching as Tess takes in the scenery and heads to the bar. Her own frame was covered in just board shorts and a black bikini top, taking full advantage of the warmer climate. With the fading sun, she hadn't bothered with sunglasses. A subtle smirk touches her lips and she blows the beauty a kiss in greeting.