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You have to walk down a ramp to get to the sand. The ramp stretches over sand dunes, with sea oats dotting them, blowing in the near-constant breeze. On the same level as the ramp: a boardwalk, dotted with places to get sketchy-looking fried food, to try your luck at a number of games of chance, to watch performers, to ride roller coasters of the future!!!!

When you walk down the ramp, it's all white sand and blue water. Down about half a mile is a pier that juts out several hundred feet.

It's a nice beach. Not too crowded.

Date: 2008-04-24 02:24 am (UTC)
smallestopener: (incognito!)
From: [personal profile] smallestopener
"Okay!"

She takes the bucket to the water and fills it. Carefully, she makes her way back, only sloshing some of it out.

"Here you go, Captain."

Date: 2008-04-25 06:41 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] badinlatin
"You can call me Mal, you know," the captain says, grabbing the bucket from Ingress and pouring about half of it into the sand next to the base they've already constructed.

"Okay, now -- what I would do next is figure out where my gigantic nose is gonna be..."

Date: 2008-04-26 03:16 am (UTC)
smallestopener: (incognito!)
From: [personal profile] smallestopener
"I call you Mal all the time, silly," she says, patting the face's edges. "Shouldn't it be in the middle of the face? Unless we want to make a crazy face."

Date: 2008-04-28 07:12 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] badinlatin
"See, now you're callin' my face crazy. Not sure I appreciate that miss."

Feigning being wounded only works for about twelve seconds.

Roughly.

"Middle it is." Mal picks up a wad of the wet sand and starts to mold it.

Date: 2008-04-30 02:15 am (UTC)
smallestopener: (whatever goofy)
From: [personal profile] smallestopener
"Oh, Captain Chicken, you're so dramatic," she says, rolling her eyes.

Speaking of eyes, it's not very long at all before the face is finished. All except for eyelashes!

"I don't know," Ingress says, placing a few seashells in vague, eyelash shapes. "Maybe these should be the hair instead."

Date: 2008-05-05 02:11 am (UTC)
badinlatin: (Default)
From: [personal profile] badinlatin
"My hair ain't that shiny."

Neither are his eyelashes.

Shh.

Date: 2008-05-05 02:15 am (UTC)
smallestopener: (whatever goofy)
From: [personal profile] smallestopener
"Yes, Mal." She sighs theatrically. "Whatever you say."

She laughs at his expression as she continues fanning them out around the eyes.

"Okay. Eyes, lashes, nose, hair, mouth - I think we have a face."

Date: 2008-05-05 02:36 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] badinlatin
"Anythin' else we should add? I'm fairly pretty as it is."

Date: 2008-05-05 03:03 am (UTC)
smallestopener: (incognito!)
From: [personal profile] smallestopener
"I think we're done. It's brilliant."

She admires the giant face a moment and then smiles up at Mal.

"We're a good team. Will you get me a drink now? I'm thirsty."

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