gammeme | Test Drive Meme #1

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Test Drive Meme #1

The sun is shining and the weather is nice and toasty. Overly toasty one might argue, even. It's a great day to be laying around at the beach, so it's a good thing that that's where you've found yourself today, whether you'd made plans to be there or not. Bathing suit and sunscreen ready, you're going to get your tanning time on.

But with heat comes the expected side effects for a place like Proxima Gamma. While the cool water can sometimes slow the effects, the heated beaches and freshly popped flowers seem to have made getting close to someone else just seem like a really great idea. You can try to fight off the side effects much as you want, but the scientists like to believe everyone has a breaking point.

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Yep. But it's his choice to be evil, so you reap what you sow. [It wasn't like they were bullies or anything. If the guy didn't want his butt kicked, then he needed to stop being evil.]

So what about you? We're you a model? [He asks before eating more of his burger.]

Me? Ha ha! No, definitely not!

[She holds up crossed arms, making an X.]

I was working part-time at a bakery while finishing up my last year at high school. I wanted to get a degree in teaching, and open my own bakery!

[And be an astronaut. Preferably all at once, if she could get away with it.]

We fought ghosts too, I suppose. It wasn't something I planned on for a career, though!

Why do you say like that? You're definitely beautiful enough to be a model. I can see you being world famous. [Not that there was anything wrong with what she was doing now. But she had options.]

Ghosts? How do you fight a ghost?

A-ah ha ha ha! That's really nice of you.

[He's just saying it to be kind, right? She's pretty sure. The second question is easier for her to answer.]

Spiritual weapons. My friend Sado-kun could punch them, and Ishida-kun had a bow he fired. And Kurosaki-kun...

[Orihime does an admirable job of not fidgeting.]

...he has a sword, called a zanpaku'tou! My weapons are shields. I'd demonstrate if I could, but, well...most people can't really see them.

[She shrugs with a helpless smile.]

[Not at all, he believes she is really that good looking.]

Huh..I guess there are all sorts of powers in different worlds. [It was a little surprising, but not too much so.]

Yeah, it seems that way, doesn't it?

[She glances up at him, then smiles.]

But you're still the first person I've met who can set himself on fire and enjoy it.

[He finishes of his burger and then dusts off his hands.]

I'm glad I can be your first, then. And that there aren't too many people roaming around with this power too.

Ha ha!

[She almost forgets what he said before about making a demonstration, so she very nearly asks if she can see it. Luckily, she spots the surf shop, and straightens immediately.]

Oh, there it is! Wow, they even have tiki torches...

[She could put one on the balcony of her apartment! But they're probably not for sale. Grinning back at Johnny, she reaches for his arm to pull him along as she races for the shop, laughing.]

Hurry, before they close!

[They're not going to close.]

[He smiles a bit and then quickly hurries along so that she doesn't leave him behind. He doesn't know what time it is, but there probably is a chance that the place could be close to closing. And her not getting a board would have made this trip completely worthless.]

I'm coming, I'm coming!

[Orihime darts into the shop, and is momentarily stunned by all of the bright and nearly eye-searing designs. Of course a board would need to be intensely colored, so it's easier to find. But she's not really sure what she should be looking for. Does the length and width matter? What about the fin underneath?]

[The shopkeep looks up, bored, then looks back at the magazine.]

All boards are fifty dollars, or one round of sex, your choice.

[He says it so complacently that she almost completely misses it. Orihime gapes at him, but he's more interested in his magazine.]

Erm...I'm...paying with cash, please.

[He just grunts, not even glancing up at her.]

[Johnny chuckles a bit. That was some business plan. A round of sex? He knew so many people that would love to be able to pay with things like that.]

Okay..cash it is. [Johnny says.]

So you are going to one a board that is at least a foot taller than you. And one that's about three inches thick.

[Orihime nods, glad for the advice. She's 5'1" herself, and if she had to guess, Johnny is about a foot taller. She places her palms together with a beseeching smile.]

So something about your height, then! Let's see...

[She walks slowly, studying the top of his head to see which boards come to his height.]

What does the thickness affect? Does that make it more sturdy?

The thickness effects the buoyancy of the board. Makes it way easier to paddle out and should make it easier for you to learn to balance in the water.

Oh, I see! That sounds ideal, then.

[He passes in front of a teal and lime green tiger-striped board that looks to be about his height. Orihime runs in front of him and steps forward, to herd him back so she can compare his height. That looks to be about what she should get.]

How's this one?

[The design is garish, but she's not really paying attention to what the board actually looks like. It just needs to fit the specifications.]

[He moves along easily as she ushers him into place so she can measure the board height against him. He examines it for a moment.]

If that's the one that you want, I don't see anything wrong with going with it.

Yay!

[She thought this would take a lot longer, but if she's got her board now, then she can start learning now! She can't get her money out of her beach bag fast enough, slapping it down on the counter before she grabs hold of the board and tucks it under her arm, racing out the door.]

Let's go! Ah ha ha ha!

[He follows along, keeping a safe distances so he didn't end up bumping into her or her surfboard or getting hit by it if she suddenly decides to spin around.]

Don't trip and break that board right after you got it.

No, sir, I won't!

[She salutes playfully, running out into the waves until she feels the push of the ocean against her knees. --Oh right, her teacher needs his board too. So she turns and waits, beaming from ear to ear as she allows him to fetch his. ...Or does he mean to teach her personally?]

[He didn't need it, at least not right now. Showing her personally would be the best way to go about it, sense he felt like that would be easier than telling her.]

Okay. We are going to go out together and I will show you the proper way to stand in the water.

Together?

[She hesitates, and again the same flush of emotions teases at the corners of her mind. It's actually been a long time since someone has had such an effect on her, and she's not sure what to do about that. Is this part of the experiment, or is it her own feelings? Should she warn him? ...Well...perhaps not yet. Not until she's certain what's going on, and why even the mere thought of his closeness quickens her blood.]

Okay, sounds good! How far out should we wade?

Not entirely too far out. Just follow me. [He climbs in the water and starts to swim out.]

Mm!

[She waits for Johnny to pass, then keeps a tight hold of her board as she sloshes after him. When the water gets too deep, she kicks off of the sandy bottom and kicks, both hands on her board turned sideways to keep her buoyed above the waves.]

[Once they were far enough out, he motioned for her to come closer to him.]

Alright. We can start out lesson here.

Okay!

[She paddles toward him, her hair streaming out behind her. Carefully, oh so carefully, she maneuvers the surfboard so that it's floating beside them, as she wouldn't want to hit him in the head.]

[But she accidentally bumps the side of his head with the surfboard anyway. Oops.]

Gah! Sorry, my mistake!

[He chuckles a little.]

It's fine. Okay. Slide off the board and get into the water. I'm going to show you how to move from a laying position into a standing position.

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