ψ come away little lass come away to the water | SWIMMING MINGLE OTA

[fishermansweater]

WHO: E V E R Y O N E
WHERE: The waterfall
WHEN: During the hot weather in late May
OPEN TO: Anyone
WARNINGS: PROBABLY NAKED. cw your warnings in individual threads.
STATUS: Open. THIS IS A MINGLE, have at it, tag around, you know what to do. If you want Finnick, let me know in the comment subject!

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He wouldn't actually say it was really hot yet, but it's definitely getting to the sort of temperatures that make Finnick miss swimming. There's no substitute for the sand of a beach underfoot, the reassuring roar of the surf, the taste of salt in the air, but there is at least water here, tumbling down from the waterfall and flowing through the canyon until it disappears into the rocks to the south. And he knows from constantly checking his fish traps that the water is deliciously cool.

He's tested out a few spots along the river for swimming, and it's good to be in the water again, after being kept out of it for so long by the harshness of the winter.  Not swimming doesn't feel right to him, and it never has. He's never spent this long somewhere with a winter this cold, and he can't remember ever going this long without swimming. So Finnick's been testing the water out since before it was probably what most people would consider to be warm enough to swim. It had helped that he and Annie had some gifts to hunt for in the river, but those have long been found, and now it's just for relaxation.

The calmest, most relaxing place he's found so far for swimming in the river is the pool at the foot of the waterfall, where the water plunges into the canyon crisp and cool from the heights of the cliffs. It's deep around the falls, and it's big enough to swim, and Finnick spends most of the hottest parts of the day there.

So whenever he hears someone talking about the heat while he's dropping food off in the village, he suggests they try the waterfall pool. Word's likely to get around, so he won't be entirely surprised to find other people stopping by the falls.

When they do, they're likely to find him swimming around the deep part near the falls, stripped down to his underwear and, from the grin on his face, having the time of his life. It's clear just from looking at him that he's good at this, moving through the water with a confidence and grace more like to a sea-creature than a man. He's in such a good mood that he even calls out to greet many of the people who approach.

Of course, he's not the guardian of the waterfall: everyone's welcome to stop by whether he's there or not. Once or twice, there's even a moose to be seen standing at the edge of the pool taking a long, relaxing drink.

Comments

[chosenbytheocean]

Moana frowned. He wasn't making this very easy but maybe he didn't really want to talk about it or like the water. Though she wondered why he was here if he didn't really like the water.

"Okay. Well if you get to hot I can see about getting a cloth or something for you to get wet." It'd at least be something to put on his head.

Moana slipped off the rock where he'd been sitting and splashed lightly into the water. It wasn't that deep by the shore and she could easily shit beneath the currents with her head above the water.

"I've loved the water since I was a kid." She admitted, Moana was by nature an open person. "I used to want to go out onto the ocean. There you could go anywhere."

[onlyeverdoubted]

"They always look nice from the air," he says noncommittally. The only one he had any particular experience with in person was whatever they called the planet-scale sea that lapped the beaches at Scarif, and his associations aren't too positive as a result. Not a lot of seaside cargo stops. He spent most of his rare planetside time deep in cold, metallic stations.

[chosenbytheocean]

Moana kicked her feet up and began floating on the surface of the water. It felt nice though the sun was a little to hot to remain floating for long.

"Really? There are so many stars at night. Sometimes I think all those little sun's are brighter than our sun."

[onlyeverdoubted]

Bodhi puts enough complete non-sequitors out into the world to not mind when other people give it a whirl. "Depends on the star. The old ones burn down pretty cold."

[chosenbytheocean]

Moana perked up. "What do you mean? Like fire?" She knew that the sun was something like fire but Moana's knowledge of the sky was very limited.

[onlyeverdoubted]

"That's... You know what? Yes, stars are made of fire." He's never had any gift for teaching. Never got picked for training runs with younger pilots or anything. Where does he even start.

[chosenbytheocean]

Moana floated in the water looking up at the blue sky. She loved looking at the stars but there were always so many. Maybe each one was a realm like this? Her thoughts tumbled and twisted and she completely forgot that Bodhi was there as she lost herself to her thoughts.