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Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part II

The weather was still lovely, of course. And there were all these neat tables of ~~moddable~~ snackies to help break those awkward silences that were so common with teenage get-togethers.

So... yeah.

Enjoy!

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"It's exciting, isn't it?" Rinoa asked the other girl. "Are you new, too, or does this place give you that effect even if you've been here a while?"

Exciting was really beginning to seem like not strong enough of a word. Ariel turned toward the new person and her big, bright smile said it all for her. She rolled her eyes upward a little, hands up as if to testify that this new experience was just completely amazing, and gave a happy sigh.

She wasn't even sick of having to gesture, which she did again, one hand to her throat with a helpless shrug to help the girl know that she couldn't talk, and then a point to her ARIEL nametag so she could learn her name.

"You're sick?" Rinoa asked, before adding the throat-gesture to the name-tag one. "Oh! You can't talk? Really? Oh, that's awful. Were you born like that?"

Rinoa squinted at the name tag, slowly pronouncing, "Air-ee-ell. Is that right? It's pretty." She pointed to her own. "Rinoa. This place is amazing!"

Ariel had to give the other girl a look for a moment; sure, not being able to talk wasn't some swim through the park, but it wasn't that awful. Her head did a good job at expressing at least some thing: no, she wasn't born like that. Yes, she'd pronounced it right. She smiled at the other girl's name because she thought it was pretty, too, and then that last part got a big, enthusiastic nod of agreement.

Totally amazing. She wanted to ask Rinoa what might be her favorite part so far, but, of course, she couldn't. So she just fell into looking at her with an inquisitive expression, because that seemed to be working well for her so far. Even if they didn't get exactly what she was going for, the conversation was still pretty good.

Rinoa hung out with Squall, which meant she could easily talk enough for two people even if she didn't necessarily hit the points Ariel had been thinking about.

"People keep telling me odd stories but I don't know if I believe them or not," she admitted. "About gremlins in the ventilation ducts and people being little kids. At least my roommate seems nice! Does yours? Did you end up with a roommate? I guess I can't ask who, huh?"

Ariel looked apologetic there; somehow, she'd misplaced the notebook Claire had gotten for her. It was probably somewhere on the food table, as she'd gone up for more cheeeeeese. But the apologetic look had a soft smile, and a shrug of her shoulder because it was really no big deal. She hoped her general pleasantness would express that she really did like her roommate an awful lot, and she nodded in sympathetic understanding about the strange stories. The little kids she remembered Puck mentioning, and she thought he'd mentioned gremlins, too, but she didn't know what a ventilation duct was, and she wasn't really paying that much attention to what words were actually coming out of Puck's mouth at times....

She shook her head before she drifted off somewhere else entirely and sort of shrugged again. Weird things she could handle. She was a mermaid this morning, after all...

And Rinoa was (still) a sorceress. Maybe everyone here had their secrets.

"It's pretty here, though, isn't it?" Rinoa asked, hoping she was following along well enough. "I mean, the trees, and the scenery, and -- the other scenery ..."

Hellooooo, shirtless guys. Very nice. She approved.

Ariel was about to get excited about the trees, which was actually pretty exciting for her, but Rinoa had to go and mention the other scenery, and Ariel couldn't help getting right on board with that one.

She leaned back in an exaggeration of swoon, one hand to her chest (be still her heart!) and the other hand fanning herself off.

Yeah. Ariel kind of approved, too. Just a bit.

Rinoa laughed, then put one hand to her own forehead, as though she were woozy from all the hotness around!

"Anyone in particular you have your eye on?" she asked, voice lowered as only fit gossip.

Ariel laughed (or at least a sort of soundless version of a laugh), and then covered her grin with her hands as if, silly as it was, to make sure that nothing escaped her. The faint blush might have been a clear indication of her guilt on such a thing, but she shook her head. She hadn't even been here for a day, after all! And she couldn't exactly list them all, anyway.

And then she fixed a look on Rinoa, an accusing one; after all, she came up with the question! She must have had someone in her eye to think of it!

Rinoa scuffed her toes lightly on the ground, blushing, then pointed to the grumpy guy who was hanging around by the trees, glaring at everybody.

"He's supposed to protect me," Rinoa said, with the sort of sigh that indicated she found that to be very romantic. "And he acts all mean but he's not, really, he's just not good with people. He's getting better. Underneath it all he's really sweet."

Apparently, Rinoa was into fixer-uppers.

(ooc: people should not keep me on the phone during newbie day! not cool, RL!)

Edited 2010-05-09 00:22 (UTC)

Eagerly, Ariel followed Rinoa's point, totally taking in the guy as Rinoa described the relationship. And completely believing every word. Ariel could totally eat that sort of thing up, hand over her heart and looking at Rinoa with the sort of expression that made it clear she thought it was very romantic, too. She was so lucky!

"He's being difficult right now," Rinoa confessed, "but I know he's interested. I just have to be more stubborn than he is, right?"

It wasn't stalking if the other person did it, too!

"Boys are so ridiculous some times," she sighed. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

The girl was certainly pretty enough for one.

Oh, absolutely! You had to be stubborn. You had to be strong, and know what you want and go for it! You had--

Ariel's firm, rallying expression screeched to a halt at Rinoa's last question. She bit her lip, a sudden embarrassed sheepishness taking over her. She shrunk back, just a little, in a way that made it clear that the answer was, regrettably, no.

But, Ariel pulled herself up resolutely, pounding a determined fist in the air, that was going to change.

Well, maybe not a boyfriend. She didn't know if she really wanted a boyfriend. But at least the kiss of true love. That would be all hers.

"It's okay," Rinoa said quickly, echoing the fist-pump. "That'll change soon. I mean, look at you. You have amazing hair. I've only had one boyfriend, anyway, and I'm not entirely sure if he counts, but I think he does, so he should, right?"

Seifer was really not the type for 'so, let's define our relationship!' conversations.

It absolutely counted! Ariel nodded resolutely. And while Rinoa's relationship status with her brooding little paramour was very interesting and Ariel was totally rooting for them, Rinoa's words were putting an idea into her head. She bit her lip, thinking of how best to ask.

She held up one finger, to catch Rinoa's attention and let her know that she had very important to say.

She pointed to Rinoa, mouthed as precisely as she could the word help, and then pointed to herself. She then brought her hand up to her eyes, as if shielding them from the sun as the looked around , to find something as it were. Then she pointed toward the sort-of-boyfriend, and then brought the pointer fingers of both her hands together, pressing them and moving them back and forth, making kissing sounds all the while.

And if that worked, Ariel was going to seriously consider a career as a successful professional charades player.

Excuse Rinoa for the immature gigglefit she was having over the kissy noises, please? Because those were adorable.

"You ... want someone to kiss you?" Rinoa asked. The other interpretation that had occurred to her was that Ariel wanted to kiss her not-really-boyfriend, and that seemed like a weird thing to ask. "You've never been kissed?"

Well, Ariel didn't want to just kiss anyone. She held out her hands a little in an effort to express that. It did have to be a kiss of true love, but, yeah, Rinoa generally got the gist of it. So she nodded, and looked at the other girl frankly so that she knew it was super important.

And if Rinoa could help her find that kiss of true love, then Rinoa would, without a doubt, be the best friend that Ariel had ever had and only known for about five minutes.

"You have standards," Rinoa said, guessing wrong entirely but catching some of the gist. "Can't just be any guy. Right, we can work with that."

Rinoa was big on romance. And gratuitous kissing, as well.

Edited 2010-05-09 03:23 (UTC)

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