Soak Up The Sun (Rya)

[Zac Stanson]

It was warm, but not as warm as it could get in Toronto. Not quite. But it was much warmer than Winter, so Zac figured it was a perfect opportunity to go for a swim. Or, rather, bob around in the water cooling off. So that was exactly what he was about to do.

Dressed in only his favourite bright orange boardshorts, he stretched his arms out wide. H had mastered not changing into fabric every time he put on clothes, so luckily he wasn't bright orange himself. The sun was bearing down on his back and the pool looked really good. The cool, refreshing water. The hot chicks in bikinis. Yes, it was looking to be a good day.

He picked up speed as he approached the water's edge. His feet on the little puddles of water you get at the very edge, he jumped, curling himself up into a tight ball. He cannonballed into the water with a humongous splash. The screams of pathetic girls surrounded around him as he resurfaced and he grinned. Shaking his head to get his fringe out of his eyes, he looked forwards at the same girl who gave him a lapdance at Camp. Rya, was it?

"Hey there." He said, still grinning. "It's Rya, right?"

[Aryana Darcy]

The pool wasn't overly crowded, but there were enough people to make a dent in the amount of free space the pool had. Was that an issue for Rya? Not at all. In fact, she embraced it by swimming over to a few people and initiating in a few conversation. There was the occasional guy who would try to steal her away to the locker room, but she'd just shoo them off. One time she even had to get rough, showing the bastard that she was in her element. Rya was a hydrokinetic, and she was quite skilled with her power. Needless to say, he quickly excused himself from her presence.

While in the middle of an interesting conversation about Hair dye and tattoos, a whoop echoed from the crowd, and then water splashed everywhere, heading in her direction. Majority of the girls squealed, trying to cover their heads, but Rya simply blocked the water. It was suspended in mid-air before she dropped it back into an empty part of the pool. The girl, whose name she still had yet to get, excused herself to use the restroom.

"Hey there." A boy spoke from behind her, and she turned around to face him. "It's Rya, right?" He continued. She instantly recognized his face. It was the boy from the retreat! The one who had taken a dip in the lake butt naked.

"Hey there, Sweet Cheeks!" She gave him a smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief as they usually did. "Sad to see you're actually in your swimming trunks this time. But oh well, life will go on."

[Zac Stanson]

Yep, it was Rya all right. He had got a pretty good view of her last time they met and she wasn't exactly hard to recognise. Added to the fact that her hair wasn't wet (something that could seriously change how someone looks is if they have wet hair) and she was pretty much the same. Just with less clothes on.

"Glad to see that nickname stuck." He said sarcastically, his grin temporarily gone in a jokey manner. "I think you enjoyed my little swim too much. Especially how eager you were to complete your... Task." He grinned again. Not only was she fit and good at... dancing, she also seemed to be full of sass. Perfect!

[Aryana Darcy]

Rya laughed, rolling her eyes at his words. This boy really had no clue about who she was inside. Always ready to show off and prove someone wrong was something the brunette typically strived for. Nobody expected a 5'3" teenage girl to do any dirty work, and it was amusing to see their faces when they realized that she would. "Eager? Please. It was a dare." Rya scoffed, though the slight smile on her face hadn't left. Two seconds in and she decided this was going to be the best conversation she had all day. "And if you dare me to do something, I do it right."

There were exceptions, of course. She had gotten a few, "I dare you to have sex with me," and that left them with either a face full of water or a hard slap to the face. Rya may have been... around, but that didn't mean she'd sleep with any guy who'd ask. Contrary to the general public's belief, she did have standards, even if they weren't high.

"And before you comment on that, sweet cheeks, think. I doubt you'd want a face filled with water before you even had a chance to blink." Her tone was sweet, but dangerous at the same time. It was a warning, and if he heeded it, they would be perfectly fine.

[Zac Stanson]

Zac raised a brow in amusement. He assumed she wouldn't go too far in a game of Truth or Dare, but it's always nice to find someone who plays it properly. "Oh really? I guess I chose the right person to dare, then." He laughed next and started bouncing (he could still stand up, but couldn't walk very well) over to the edge of the swimming pool, to the metal railings. He grinned again.

"Now, the only problem with that is, I couldn't care less. So, I can comment all I like." Now was the moment of truth. This could be very embarrassing, but it could also be quite cool. Zac pressed his hand to the metal railing, wrapping round it. A tingle started in his hand, which quickly spread up his body until he was made of Stainless Steel. His grin widened. Most of the time he couldn't do that at will, but apparently today was his lucky day.

"Voila!" Still grinning, Zac turned back to Rya. "Try to slap me now!"

[Aryana Darcy]

If it weren't for her ability to manipulate liquid, she probably wouldn't be able to touch the ground of the pool, and would probably be floating at the moment. But she had created a bit of a 'current' that swirled underneath her feet, holding her body up. She wasn't very tall, so anything taller than 4 1/2 feet was a bit too high for her. "You could say that. But you could also say perfect, although I'm sure you already knew that." She was perfect, after all. Or at least, she'd like to think so. She's never heard otherwise.

Rya raised a brow at his response, but she was sure he wasn't stupid enough to actually mess with her. He just wanted to get under her skin a bit, which is understandable. She did that. A lot. Well, all the time, actually. "You see where that get's you, sweet cheeks. Although a little violence is alright in my book, especially if it get's dirty." Her eyes shined with mischief. And then he began turning to metal, and she watched in interest. So that was his power? To turn into metal? Or what was it? "Wow, sweet cheeks. Or should I say 'Buns of steel' now. You're worse than a name-dropper. Showing off is definitely a no-no. Hasn't your mum taught you that?"

She allowed some water to swirl around above her hands as she collected it, and then she threw it at the metal boy. It hit, and she giggled. "Don't have to slap you. A face full of chlorine water is just as effective."

[Zac Stanson]

Zac thought for a few seconds, before nodding. "Nope, I definitely prefer sweet cheeks." He grinned cheekily, then looked mock offended. "If I can't show off, what is my power good for?" He was definitely showing off, no doubt about that, but why not? He may aswell. Besides, it's practice. Probably.

Zac was expecting the water (that was half the reason he turned to metal), but it made it no less pleasant. He managed to close his eyes, so none went there.
"Well that's hardly fair. You can show off but I can't? And, for the record, I would take chlorine over a slap any day. Water hurts considerably less. But then, I am made of metal right now."
As he was saying that, the top of his head starting returning to normal, and then his face, then his chest and down to his legs and arms. "Ah. I may have spoken a little too soon." Zac laughed. His power was almost completely useless.

[Aryana Darcy]

"There is nothing to show off when all you do is turn into a giant wad of tin foil, love. I'm sorry to burst your bubble." Obviously she was teasing, but really, she wasn't sure of what his power exactly was. She doubted it was the ability to transform into the fucking silver surfer since he had to touch it, but she had a feeling he could do more. Some sort of mimicry, maybe?

Rya watched in amusement as his face contorted when the water hit his face. Times like this, she wished she could have a waterproof camera just to capture this memory, and then use it against the person for future reference. Because his metallic expression was priceless.

"And when have I ever given you the impression that I play fair? You should really stop thinking the best of people. It get's you nowhere." She watched as he went back to his actual form, skin replacing metal at an alarmingly quick rate, and when she found he was completely back to normal, she grinned. "You may have, sweet cheeks."

At that moment, Rya's hand pulled toward herself, and a quick torrent of water came rushing toward them. And since Zac was facing her, it rushed at his knees. Hopefully it would be enough to put him off balance and cause him to go under. Oh yeah, she was going to have fun with this boy. Definitely.

[Zac Stanson]

A giant wad of tin foil?! If only she knew... "Oh, it's much more than just steel. Remind me to show you some time, maybe at the Pond. Or somewhere more private." Zac didn't add much detail, hoping to keep an air of mystery around it. Hopefully Rya would be extremely dissapointed when she found out what it was.

As soon as Zac saw the expression on Rya's face, he knew she was gonna do something to him. Sure enough, a gush of water came from behind them, hitting the inside of Zac's knees. Some of it hit the spot on his leg that buckled your knee, and he slipped, gasping before going under.

He quickly swum up to the surface, but could only get a little bit of air before another wave hit him. Eventually he managed to stand up properly, and when he did he glared at Rya. It didn't last for long, though, until he saw the funny side and started laughing.

"Never. Do that. Again." Zac said between laughing and spluttering.

[Aryana Darcy]

"Remind me why I have to listen to you?" Rya's tone was entirely playful, and she made sure he realized this. No need to lose an interesting conversation, especially a soaking wet one. This was her element, and she could do whatever she pleased, and there would probably be nothing he could do about it. But he was adorable, which was keeping him safe from her entirely embarrassing him. Rya did have a heart...well... sometimes she did, anyway.

The brunette ducked underneath the water to wet her hair, feeling strange with wet ends and splashes of water on the top of her head. When he fell back, it splashed her quite a bit. Rya liked her hair either wet or dry, not a mixture of both. "Plus, the shock on your face was priceless. Blackmail worthy, really. Too bad I didn't have a camera. I'm sure you would have loved it."

[Zac Stanson]

Zac shook his head, spraying water everywhere around him. He grinned as his longish hair flicked from side to side. Apart from being drenched and splashed in the face, Zac wasn't having a bad time. He was there talking, with the occasional flirt, to the hottest girl in the Pool. Apart from maybe that one in the blue biki-

"Remind me why I have to listen to you?"

Rya talking again snapped him back to the present.
"Because I am agonisingly attractive, not to mention witty and smart, with a great sense of humour but an air of humility around me? That's the only reason I listen to myself." Verging on arrogance, but rescuing it with a slight put-down at the end. Nicely played, Zac.

"Ohoho, we both know I'm not the only one who whistles they had a camera. Your face at the retreat was pretty blackmail. Actually, if I had had a camera I probably would've just filmed it all. Priceless footage that would've been." Zac grinned again, then started swimming - bouncing on the bottom, really - towards the deeper end of the pool.

"So, Water Nymph," A poor attempt, but it was on the spot, so how you couldn't blame him. "How's your bombing technique?"

[Aryana Darcy]

"Your modesty is astounding, Sweet Cheeks." With an amused look, her hand pressed against her chest, where her heart was supposed to be. This boy was quite the interesting one. It'd probably be good to keep him around for some interesting pranks for the future. Rya planned to lead a senior prank just for the hell of it. The details were still undecided, but the more people she could think of to help, the better.

....And he just brought up the retreat. Great.

"Oh, but speaking as an individual of the female population, I am allowed to get a little flustered. My face was natural, where as your's was far from being considered contained, as you seemed like you were ready to blow your load any second." She allowed her voice to stay nonchalant, practically flat sounding, as she spoke. Why that kid was able to make her blush when he kissed her was beyond Rya. Even in situations like this, she was calm. So why was he any different. It pissed her off just thinking about it.

Rya followed him into the deeper part of the pool with relative ease. If she could live in water, she would have. It was a place where she felt at ease. She snickered at his comment. "Water Nymph? Smooth." Rya's raised a brow when he continued though, since she had not one clue what he was talking about. "Bombing technique?"

[Zac Stanson]

"Your modesty is astounding, Sweet Cheeks."

Zac laughed. "It's another one of my many talents."

Speaking as an individual of the female population? Ready to blow his load?! She wished.
"First of all, men can get flustered too. They just... React in a different way. Usually a lot more physically than women. Which brings me on nicely to my second point, which is a clever quip about how much you'd like to actually see me blow my load. I just haven't quite come up with that part yet."
For the record, Zac didn't particularly want to be... Flustered by Rya's dancing, but teenage boys aren't very good at control. It wasn't his fault.

Zac smiled. "It's a crash course in bombing. Duh." He tucked himself into a tight ball underwater for a few seconds, then popped his head back up over the surface.
"So. Key points: knees touch your chin, arms wrapped tightly around them, and keep your bum at the bottom. Like this."
Zac pulled himself out of the water, then took a run up and jumped, tucking himself tightly and remaining still in the air, his spine vertical-ish.
When he popped up again, he was grinning. "Just like that."

[Aryana Darcy]

Rya snickered almost immediately to his response. She wanted to see him blow his load? Please. "If I wanted to see you blow your load, honey, I'd have made it clear by now. You can keep on hoping but I doubt it will ever happen. Sorry to crush your dreams, love."

There was confusion in her eyes as Zac explained what 'bombing' was. Even after the explanation, Rya still wasn't sure exactly what to do, but she wasn't going to say that. She was Rya. She'd just play uninterested and probably call it 'child's play' or something along those lines.

She raised her hands up in the air, "If you want to do that, then have fun. But I am perfectly content right here. And If I wanted to make a giant splash, I could do that with my bare hands. One of the many wonders my hands can provide."

[Zac Stanson]

Zac grinned as he trod water, suddenly aware he couldn't touch the bottom anymore. He snickered slightly. "One of the many wonders my hands can do." "And here we make the full circle, returning to where we were at the start. Honestly, if you bring it up one more time I'll have to just assume it's some kind of sign." He was only partially kidding. She wasn't really his type, though. Her nose was a bit big, but otherwise she was pretty fit.

"I reckon you're just afraid of not using your power for something. I reckon you're worried about not relying on your little magical water poets for once. Actually, on second thoughts, maybe it's best if you stay here. There's a certain skill in bombing, you really have to master the art. It's not a small feat. I doubt you'd be able to do it properly." He was using reverse psychology to try and persuade her to bomb. Or, atleast, he thought he was.