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Who: All the cute little heroes
When: Day 35, evening
Where: Back To Your Regularly Scheduled Great Outdoors, Just outside the train

[ The beach fades away all at once, taking the cheery sunshine with it as evening hits all at once-- it melts away in a shower of sparkles as the familiar setting re-emerges. There are new stars in the sky above in clover pink, senna red, jasmine blue, and licorice violet.

Just before the beach disappears entirely, the bubbly voice speaks once more: ]

Wasn't that so much fun! You all rrrrrreally got to know each other, didn't you? Keep up the good work~!

[ If you had any alcohol in hand you still have it, otherwise everything from the trial is gone. ]

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Hmmm, that sounds like a good start!

[still cuddling rean from in his arms however]

[Hm having to put Randy down does seem like a problem because he likes this big guy in his arms.]

I'll have to put you down though.

...I don't like that idea though?

Hm, that is a problem.

I think that probably isn't the prisoner's responsibility to solve.

[which is why he's kissing Rean's jaw.]

[Oh no, tilting his head down to brush his lips over Randy's.]

Well isn't that devious?

A distraction tactic!

[yessss kissss]

Well color me distracted.

[Kissing this big good man.]

[oh nooooo! he's in the arms of a man he loves being KISSED! CUTELY!

yeah he's beaming against Rean's mouth he can't help it he's just maximum charmed]

[Oh no, Randy is happy, this is great. He laughs and finally puts him down.]

Okay if I don't wash you off I can't soak in the spring with you.

[FIIIINE, standing on his own two feet i GUESS]

That's. An excellent point. Wouldn't do to go in sandy!

Mm. Plus what's the point if I can't [put my hands on you] wash your back?

Hmmmm, I'm gettin' your thinkin'.

Don't go getting my thinking!

[Not when it's lewd! Well okay it's not that lewd yet but excuse you.]

[laughing]

No~?

You. Strip.

[STERNLY.]

You got it.

[still laughing, but agreeably starting to strip. slowly. teasingly.]

[Crossing his arms huffily to watch until he realizes Randy's making a show of it and then he's just starting to blush.]

You know you're already hot you don't have to do that too.

What, you're not enjoying the show?

I'm enjoying the show! We're never going to get a bath if I enjoy the show too much you know?

Point taken!

[that admission has him grinning, but he agreeably finishes stripping.]

[Is he supposed to NOT say he thinks Randy is fucking hot?? He's definitely not going to keep that quiet. He strips himself, putting a hand on Randy's shoulder to steer him to a place to sit so he can actually wash his back. Mock complaining...]

You should already know you're hot you know...

Doesn't mean I don't like to hear it.

[letting himself be steered, perfectly happy to present his broad back to Rean!! kya kya]

Hm, does that mean I should list your good points?

[Soap, towel, get. And the warm water from the shower head. Time to gently rinse Randy and then lather up the handtowel before brushing Randy's hair to the side, fingertips snagging his wet hair as the glide over his back, gathering and pushing his hair over Randy's shoulders.]

Uhhh, no, that sounds like overkill.

[but even as he makes nervous noises about that, he's pleasantly leaning into Rean's every touch, though he's trying not to be in the way about it.]