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Characters: trolls, trolls, trolls!
Location: up on the island
Time: dusk
Style: mingle! post a thread and play amongst yourselves!
Status: ~~inevitably murdering my inbox and making me cry~~

[ Twilight fades into the darkness of evening, and a whole gaggle of trolls are up on the island to camp out for one very big reason.

One big, angry, honking reason.

But general terror of the Grand Highblood aside, they're still fairly functional in-so-much as trolls ever are. And that's where the shenanigans come in. ]

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[Good thing they're standing in the ocean then, so Equius can wash off his face later!]

[Equius happily kisses back, a deep purr rumbling up from his chest, his hand still on Gamzee's head and feeling those little bristles on his palm.]

[Yes, they are sure standing in an ocean.

Gamzee's lips quirk a little against Equius', mischievously, before he snakes a foot around Equius' ankle, giving him a playful shove. THAR HE GOES.

really.

any minute now.

Damnit, being silly and playful and spontaneous is really hard when your boyfriend is about as hard to move as a mountain.]

[Equius glances down for a minute, confused. Why did they stop kissing? And why is Gamzee pushing on him?]

[Ooooh, he gets it! Horseplay! Gamzee's trying to play with him!]

[In a reaction that's only delayed by about ten seconds or so, Equius goes pinwheeling backwards into the water.]

[Honestly, by the time Equius does, oh so charmingly, go down, Gamzee had given up already and had gone from pushing to leaning against him. So when Equius goes down with all the grace of a show-dancing elephant, Gamzee goes down with him.

When he feels his feet slip, his eyes widen, but there is not stopping it. Equius hits the water hard with a cannonball splash, and Gamzee follows with a thud and a groan when he smashes his nose, and by extension the whole of his mug, into Equius' chest.]

[Equius felt that impact on his chest, and he winces, pushing himself up out of the water and leaning on his hands.]

Are you okay?!

[Gamzee sits up, his hands clasped over his face, sniffed. Not cause he is crying, mind you. It's just his nose pouring a whole load of indigo blood down his face.]

[Wow, that's a lot of indigo blood. Equius gawks for a moment, then gets a towel out of his sylladex and offers it to him.]

Here. Hold that over your nose and press down.

[Nosebleeds gush, okay. Especially when you cracked your nose into your boyfriend the mountain.

Gamzee does as instructed though, not even caring that he is sitting in waist deep water, getting his pants nice and wet, blood on his shirt, and a towel smushed up against his face to stop the bleeding.]

Hehehe.

[Oh good, he's not mad about bloodying his nose on Equius' chest. Equius doesn't feel too bad about it, since it was Gamzee who pushed him over, and he looks at his matesprit with a bemused expression.]

What's so funny?

[He sounds a little stiffled and wet. Probably cause there is blood in his throat and a towel on his face.]

Dat wa' fuckin' dunb.

Maybe not your smartest move ever, no.

[Equius leans in, looking concerned.]

It doesn't hurt too badly, does it?

[Gamzee gingerly removes the towel from his nose. The blood, by now, has slowed to a trickle.]

Naw, I'm cool.

[He tries to rub most blood off of his face, before he blows his nose on the towel --that things needs a wash anyway, seriously-- as always a gentleman and a charmer.]

[The problem now, of course, is that Gamzee's paint is smeared, and Equius looks away, getting another towel from his sylladex and offering it to him.]

Would you mind washing your face, please?

[Gamzee has no problem with that. He doesn't take the offered towel though. Instead he just lets himself fall backwards into the shallow water, scrubbing seawater over his face until it cleans away all the traces of paint. Seawater is good for baths right?

Eventually he surfaces again, completely soaked, his hair plastered oddly to his skull. His face is clear though, even if his nose is a bit indigo from bumping it into Equius' chest first and then rubbing it so furiously with the towel.]

Better?

[Equius looks at him out of the corner of his eye, and once he sees the smeared paint is gone, he visibly relaxes and turns the rest of the way. The towel goes back into his sylladex.]

Much, thank you.

[He leans back on his hands and looks out into the surf.]

Did I ever tell you that Feferi taught me how to swim?

[Gamzee perks, staring at him.]

You didn't.

Yes. I'm not very good in the deep water, but I'm okay in the shallows.

[He lays back, letting himself float in the warm water.]

Here, take hold of my waist. I'll pull you along.

Aight! Wait.

[Gamzee sits up, peeling out of his soaked shirt and tossing it in the general direction of the shore-line. Then, dripping water everywhere, he gets to his feet, starting to fiddle with his sweatpants.]

[Equius keeps floating while Gamzee wrestles with his shirt, but he sits up when he starts fooling with his pants.]

What are you doing?

[By now, Gamzee has his pants half way down his thighs, awkwardly balancing on one foot as he looks at him.]

We were gonna get our fuckin' swim on, yeah?

Yeeeees... but why are you taking your clothes off?

[Not that he's complaining about the view, just that he's a little unsure of where this is going.]

[Gamzee hops on his foot a few times, as he works out of his pants --it is a good thing he was wearing boxers for once-- chucking them towards the side too.]

You shouldn't all be fuckin' swimmin' with your motherfuckin' duds on. Motherfuckers get really heavy all soaked up, you get?

I guess.

[It doesn't bother Equius, but he can see how the weight of clothing would drag down on other trolls. He stands up too and strips off his shirt, tossing it back to the shore. Then he nervously unbuckles his belt, looking to the side as he pushes down his shorts.]

Relax. I ain't gonna laugh or nothing.

[Gamzee stretches slightly, staring out over the sea excited. He hasn't gone swimming in forever. He can barely wait.]

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