Pool Pool Pool

[all_wound_up]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Hinoto-Ri Public Pool
When: The weekend of June 7th-9th
Summary: We have a pool now!  Summer fun for everyone!
Warnings: Probably none.

[It's summer, and what would summer be without a pool?  Well, thankfully for the good citizens and Visitors of Hinoto-Ri, the public pool is finally open for business!  With three different pools, a snack bar, and plenty of space on the grass for playing frisbee or just laying out to get some sun, there's plenty of summertime fun for everyone!  There are also a number of pool toys to use, ranging from basketball hoops and plastic balls, water noodles, boogie boards, and just about anything else you can think of.]

((OOC: Open log!  Everyone just tag around at your leisure!))

Comments

[bondsofsuffering]

[That's okay, Hizumi will just bring the water over to him by nearly dripping all over his food and electronics.]

Heeeey, just what do you think you're doing all the way over here?

[otakuro]

I-I'm working!

[shuffle shuffle shuffle Atsuro draws his computer much closer to his body as Hizumi's dripping seems to be magnetically attracted to it somehow.]

Well, sort of.

[If working meant playing games.]

Enjoying the pool?

[bondsofsuffering]

Work, huh? I wouldn't mind getting paid for playing games that are already out.

[We just won't mention the part where he technically does whenever the arcade is empty enough.]

The pool here is really great! They've got a lot of people, but there's still plenty of space to do what you want. You should join in!

[otakuro]

I'm researching... design flaws of early 90s video games. ...The user interface in these things is awful; I could've programmed it better.

[Atsuro continues to hunch protectively over his computer as he squints at the pool.]

I don't know... It seems kind of... rowdy in there.

[bondsofsuffering]

Aww, come on! What's even the point of coming if you're not going to swim?

[otakuro]

I'm here to soak in the ambiance! I can... swim vicariously by watching people dripping.

[Atsuro nods in agreement with himself.]

Besides, I don't swim well, anyway.

[bondsofsuffering]

You know, there's a simple way to fix that...

[And now he is making a grab for Atsuro's arm.]

C'mon, let's go for a swim!

[otakuro]

W-Wha -- That's not how you're supposed to respond to that!

[Atsuro clings to the bench like a limpet.]

And I can't just leave my stuff! Someone'll take it.

[bondsofsuffering]

Then put it all in a locker! That's what they're there for, right?

The only way to get better at swimming is by practicing! You'll never be good if you just keep sitting around on your laptop!

[otakuro]

Lockers are easily broken into! I've read reports on this, you know. ...Also I bet the insides are all dirty with people using them.

[Given that the pool had just been been opened, this was probably not a problem.]

And I'm great at swimming simulations. ...I just need a little more practice tapping the 'front crawl' button.

[bondsofsuffering]

Now you're just coming up with excuses. Being in a locker for a little while isn't going to hurt it, and people are only gonna know what you've put inside if you keep making a big deal about it.

Besides, when it comes to swimming, reality is way better than sims! [TUG.]

[otakuro]

But --

[Atsuro sighs slightly. Now that Kazuya was taking a break, someone else had taken up the mantle of being his physical trainer or something.]

...Can I go back to my computer if I swim 10 minutes?

[bondsofsuffering]

...Half an hour. At least.

[otakuro]

You're a slavedriver, Hizumi.

[siiiiiiigh Atsuro glances at his computer -- the screen was flashing GAME OVER -- and reluctantly shuts the lid.]

Alright, give me a few minutes then.

[A few minutes to plot the best escape route.]

[bondsofsuffering]

Swimming is fun. But if you only stay in for ten minutes or so, you won't have enough time to get into it!

[But he does look pleased that Atsuro's finally moving. Don't mind him following you to the lockers to cut off any escape attempts.]

[otakuro]

I won't have enough time for the water to get into me and asphyxiate me, either.

[Atsuro is a great believer in positive thinking.]

Alright, I'll just go to the locker and... uh... pack my stuff......

...

...Are you going to watch me take my clothes off?

[bondsofsuffering]

Why would I do that? [Sheesh Atsuro, he's not even interested in you.] I've just got to grab something from my locker, that's all.

[otakuro]

...

You know, it's not like I'm planning to leap the fence or anything, even if that area over there is a little saggy.

[It is indeed a little saggy.]

[bondsofsuffering]

And it's also not like I'm just making up an excuse to follow along and make sure you don't try to leave!

I'm really glad we can be so honest with each other.

[otakuro]

Definitely. That's the best part about friendship, right?

[......Atsuro will slowly inch inside the locker room with a pained smile.]

You know, they really should fix that fence; I bet anyone could just jump right over.

[bondsofsuffering]

Exactly!

[And Hizumi just follows at the same pace, amused.]

I guess they might want to do that soon. You know, to keep people from coming in without paying. [Because who would ever use it to jump out, right?]

Aah, if we wanted to be good citizens, we should probably report that sometime before we leave, huh?

[otakuro]

Oh! ...Hey, you're right.

[Atsuro frowns for a moment or two.]

I need to go change. Maybe you should talk to the manager or something when you're done with whatever you're doing in the lockers.

[bondsofsuffering]

Huh? No way! That would take too long!

[He shakes his head.]

I've got to leave in a while anyway, so I'd rather just let them know right before I go. Besides, it might take me a while at the lockers, too.

[otakuro]

[sadness his last ruse penetrated. Atsuro gives a shrug as if to say 'up to you' before he heads inside with perfect nonchalance.

...It takes him a good five minutes longer than it ought to have taken him and he walks out later with a hand rubbing a bump on his head that somehow appeared for whatever reason.]

Sheesh...

[bondsofsuffering]

...Just what did you do to yourself back there? I thought you were just going to change.

[He's just finished putting whatever it was away! Although judging by the leftover white on his cheek, it was probably sunscreen.]