Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2016 10:49:40 GMT -8
"Sir?"
Hunter ignored the man in the overly revealing beachwear that was standard issue for employees of the nearby resort.
"Sir!"
Sighing, Hunter looked up from where he was kneeling in front of a lounge chair, his knees in the warm sand. "What?"
"You can't do that here," came the exasperated demand.
"Why not," he grumbled as he stopped the activity and wiped his hand on his shorts. "I thought everything was permissible here. Why not this?" His hand gestured directly in front of him.
"It's not...you just..."
Letting out a puff of air between his lips, Hunter shrugged. "Let me know when you can form a complete sentence." That said, he continued his activity, a smile on his face. This was good. So...good.
"Sir!"
Again, his fingers wiped across the checkered surface of the fabric covering his thighs. Standing, he faced the man, hands on hips. "Show me a regulation."
"You're going to scare everyone!"
"Scare every- What?" He gazed downward. "How is this going to scare anyone?!"
"People won't feel safe here."
"That's their misconception, then," Hunter frowned. "Look here," he continued, pointing. "That's completely safe. Beautiful, even."
"Can't you just do that in your room?"
"I already did. It's more fun out here, so many options!"
"But-"
"See, look at this." He held up one of the items that rested on the lounge chair.
The Risan wrinkled his nose. "Can't you just enjoy what Risa has to offer?" His arm moved in an arc across the beautiful bay.
"I am," Hunter replied. "I've never seen so much! This place is so damp all the time, it's a fungal paradise!" He placed the sample back down on the chair and picked up another. "And this one, it's spiculated! I can't wait to get it under a microscope!"
Running a hand across his face, the Risan shook his head. "Sir..."
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Hunter ignored the man in the overly revealing beachwear that was standard issue for employees of the nearby resort.
"Sir!"
Sighing, Hunter looked up from where he was kneeling in front of a lounge chair, his knees in the warm sand. "What?"
"You can't do that here," came the exasperated demand.
"Why not," he grumbled as he stopped the activity and wiped his hand on his shorts. "I thought everything was permissible here. Why not this?" His hand gestured directly in front of him.
"It's not...you just..."
Letting out a puff of air between his lips, Hunter shrugged. "Let me know when you can form a complete sentence." That said, he continued his activity, a smile on his face. This was good. So...good.
"Sir!"
Again, his fingers wiped across the checkered surface of the fabric covering his thighs. Standing, he faced the man, hands on hips. "Show me a regulation."
"You're going to scare everyone!"
"Scare every- What?" He gazed downward. "How is this going to scare anyone?!"
"People won't feel safe here."
"That's their misconception, then," Hunter frowned. "Look here," he continued, pointing. "That's completely safe. Beautiful, even."
"Can't you just do that in your room?"
"I already did. It's more fun out here, so many options!"
"But-"
"See, look at this." He held up one of the items that rested on the lounge chair.
The Risan wrinkled his nose. "Can't you just enjoy what Risa has to offer?" His arm moved in an arc across the beautiful bay.
"I am," Hunter replied. "I've never seen so much! This place is so damp all the time, it's a fungal paradise!" He placed the sample back down on the chair and picked up another. "And this one, it's spiculated! I can't wait to get it under a microscope!"
Running a hand across his face, the Risan shook his head. "Sir..."
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