The Koi Are Lovely

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The gardens in the West yard of the Institute were beautiful. Lush greens and vibrant flowers, well manicured all around a shallow, rectangular pond. The hedges lined the pebble walkways crunched under her slow footfalls as her fingertips brushed against the fine corners of the trimmed bushes. Blue eyes graced over the nearly placid surface of the pond until it broke into ripples from the small fountain spewing in four directions. The brunette's petite form strayed off the path, over the fresh-cut grass and onto the stone ledge around the pond, the sound of the trickling water soothing as she knelt and wrapped one hand over the nape of her neck, gazing at her reflection there.


Her double stared back with a thoughtful grace, contemplative yet slightly somber. Just below the surface the koi fish swam to and fro under the cover of lily pads. Kitty absent-mindedly picked at the edges of her converse and chewed on her lower lip. The gardens were peaceful, quiet, a sharp contrast to the busying halls of the mansion. It was nice to be around others like her, sure, but it was also impossible to get someplace where she didn't hear arguments over who drank the rest of the orange juice or who took al the hot water and left fur in the drain. Most of the chatter always went over her anyway, she hadn't tried to much make friends with anyone yet. Not that some weren't friendly, just that she hadn't found the confidence to speak up and try to be herself. The Professor had assured her that it was a matter of time and she'd open her shell when she was ready, as well as not to be afarid to open up. But so far, it just hadn't happened.


Nemesis Sorry, but it's always Brynjar drinking the last of the orange juice, at least recently. Though he'd much rather avoid the arguments and simply stayed out of that. Childishness was something Brynjar has never expressed, not since he was young. Currently, jogging down the pebble path in the gardens, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, armband with iPod and tennis shoes. He'd already set out for his daily routine early this morning and was just finishing it off. Late afternoon to early evening is the general time he'd finished his daily workout if it wasn't one of his off days. To finish off his work out, he'd turn a corner bush, just in time to see someone sitting(assuming she is), picking at their shoes and watching the fish dance beneath the glassy pond. He'd never seen her before. Then again, he'd only been here what, since winter and mostly only roamed the place at night? Held very few conversations with anyone, say for Christopher and Jean. Fingers flicked the earbuds from his ear as he watched for a moment, not the girl, but the koi. How majestic and fluid they moved, not a care in the world or a thought of the world outside. Must be nice to live like that. He however, had concerns, life outside, if the homo sapiens would ever get their head out of their ass and stop living in fear. Well, might as well be polite, right? Shaking various thoughts from his head, he took a few steps toward the pond. "Excuse, may join you?" He spoke, aiming for her attention.


Kitty just barely caught the reflection smeared acros the pond approaching her before she heard the accented boy behind her. She stood and turned at once, chestnut hair whipping from the pony tail atop her head. He was taller than her, but most everyone was as she was practically an elf, and she couldn't help but blush slightly at his naked top half. Noting the shorts and Ipod band, running shoes and his breathing pattern, lead to make her believe he was running. "Oh," her voice was soft, shy and a little unsure as pearly whites chewed her lower lip. Who was she kidding? Tell him no? Wasn't this what Professor was talking about? Be yourself, be confident and make friends. And he'd approached with grace, not jumped onto her and broken er space right off the bat, which had apparently become a thing in the crowded institute. She nodded, "Yeah, of course." Half-turning, she shrugged, "I was just admiring the koi. They're rather relaxing."


The brunette slipped her hand forward gently, "I'm Kitty, Kitty Pryde." What was the code for introducing yourself around here? Was she supposed to include her ability? Is that what the others did? 'Jean Grey, Telepath'? But if she was wrong, it made it weirder, right? Finding herself tossing her insecurities around like the inside of a rinse cycle, she took a breath and smiled. "This is probably stupid to point out, but are you running?"


Nemesis The moment she had stood to greet her, his eyes shifted immediately from the pond to her. Respectfully, he was giving her his attention, instead of the Koi. "You need no tell me reason. Come to enjoy K...Ko..." he spoke, pausing for a moment, tongue touching the tip of his lip. "Koi." There we go, that's the word. Brynjar wasn't one to be rude, he found it just about as appalling as vulgarity. Yes, that's right; vulgarity appealing to a teenager. Eyes scanned from the tips of her shoe laces to that graceful chestnut hair of hers, drinking in every flaw and perfection she had. Though, he did find the discussion of one's powers rude, as he'd expressed before, it was how one approached the subject of asking. Flat out asking, now that was rude, if you were polite about it, it was okay then. Once he'd finished examining her, his eyes directed for hers, just in time for a poised question. So, permission granted to join her, he'd step on down toward her; offering a nod. "Yes, getting in regular exercise." Stepping adjacent to her left, his right had extended, he completed the introduction. "Brnyjar Bjørn."


Kitty smiled and tilted her head, hair swaying again as her eyes lit up slightly. Her rather pixie-like nose scrunched with the grin as she slipped her hand into his and shook. The way he spoke was interesting, exotic in comparison to the normal American accent she was accustomed to. Kitty had never had the opportunity to travel but she'd always wanted to study abroad, the Institute being as far away from her Illinois home as she'd ever been. It was an instant interest to hear more of his accent, something of a nice change from the norm. "Br-Bryn...Brynjar?" She giggled softly, something like the sound of bubbles bursting on the surface as she withdrew her hand and brushed her fingertips to the side of her jaw before sobering, clearing her throat and correcting herself. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend. I've never met anyone with your accent before, it's rather intriguing. Is it...Norwegian perhaps?"

She'd meant absolutely no offense by her laughter, or her entirely poor pronunciation of his name. Rather, she liked the name, it was just something she wasn't used to trying out on her tongue, something like how he seemed to try out saying 'koi.' But the girl's kind smile hoped to ease any discomfort her failed attempts might have disrupted in him.


Nemesis He was used to people by now trying to pronounce his name, but she was the first to pronounce it right the first time. If he had a had, he'd tip it to her. "Is fine," he spoke waving his hand. "You pronounce right, most need moment." Yet, she was also very good at guessing where exactly he was from, this girl was intelligent, he found that very intriguing and attractive. "This place, most filled with native, am sure it refreshing to hear foreign voice." Conversations like this, he found refreshing. Meeting new people was always the highlight of his day when he could manage it. But he was a particular person, much favoring intelligence in friendships. "Kitty, what bring out here?" he asked, head canting to the side. She knew what brought him outside, but what was she doing out here? Escaping the dregs of the school, the constant bantering of house mates over the most mundane of things? For instance, this morning there was an argument over who's turn it was to wash dishes, another over who's turn it was at the PS4. Why were they up at 6 am playing video games and not studying? Maybe even getting some exercise in! Looking toward the pond a moment, he caught notice of the koi splashing about for bugs. Now that looked like fun, swimming that is. Glancing off toward her, he'd offer a half-cocked smlie. "I know we just meet, but want do something? Exercise done with."


His smile seemed reassuring, as though he hadn't taken offense. In face, he seemed rather pleased with her attempt to saying his name. And he was right, it was a pleasure to hear his foreign accent. He asked what brought her out to the gardens and she realized his excuse for exercising seemed more normal than her wandering away from the mansion and to the empty grounds. Looking rather caught, she took a breath and shook her head, glancing at the pond with a forlorn set to her sky blue eyes. This morning had been a particularly loud one, people shouting over the table about the dishes piling up. She'd waited for several moments for it to be settled before sighing and doing them herself while they argued. Kitty had finished the chore and turned around to find everyone had left the kitchen. Maybe that's what had made her so peeved she'd chosen to escape the mansion for the afternoon. "I'm...not used to such a loud household. I'm an only child and the business is a little strenuous at times."

Kitty noted his sudden smile and it brought a wry, slightly distrusting look in return. What was he plotting? Slowly, she answered, "Sure...we could do something. What did you have in mind?"

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Nemesis Thankfully, he'd fixed his own meal just before going out, and washed his own dishes. Whoever stockpiled the sink after him, was in it for an earful from Brynjar for making a woman wash dishes. However it is refreshing that she can clean, everyone else was capable of cleaning as well, but they were too lazy. So, she had a right to be upset about it, no one offering to clean up with her, or do it themselves. "I new around here, maybe you could offer advice?" After all, if she'd been here longer than he had, she'd know what there was to do around here. "Unless you rather just talk here?" he asked. Here was just as good as any place, having a nice conversation in front of a relaxing pond, with no noise but the sounds of their voice and the occasional koi splash.


Her answering smile was warm, "There's rather a lot of things to do around here, just depends on your interest. Uhm," She chewed her lower lip in thought, backtracking to all she knew there was around the massive home. "There's tennis courts, basketball courts, a track too I think, oh, there's a even a pool here." Her grin brightened her eyes. This was easier than she thought it would be, talking to someone knew. There wasn't as much pressure as she feared there would be. Overhearing some of the conversations in the halls over whose power was cooler and who could beat who, she'd backed away with her head ducked. Who cared if you could go through a wall and play ghost when others could light things on fire? It made her look even more miniscule than she felt, comparing herself to others. But this was simpler.


Brynjar was easy to talk to, kind, even his slightly fractured English was easy to converse with surprisingly. She tried to tease him a little, "Since you seem so eager to take off your shirt, maybe the pool is something you'd enjoy." Her soft laugh implied just that, she was teasing. And in the slightly over cast day, it made sense that he wouldn't get a sun burn running around the grounds.

Nemesis More exercise would have been lovely, different exercise than what he was used to. He too had been bombarded with questions about his power, but those questions were never answered but for once, Christopher and Jean were the only two aside from the Professor obviously, who knew what he was capable of. Oly one of their powers made him twitch and flinch, the one whom could produce fire, which is understandable given his past. His slightly fractured English would change eventually once he lived a bit longer here. Listening to her next words carefully, he rose a brow. A mention of him being eager to be shirtless? Well, it was better than wearing a shirt while jogging, less laundry to do! A swim was nice, he'd be into that. "Are worried about strange man seeing you in bathing suit on first day?" he teased right on back, note the grin from ear to ear. Guess that was settled then, a swim on the agenda today.


Kitty tipped her head back with her light-hearted laugh as she stepped away from the pond and back onto the pebble path, leading them back toward the mansion to change and head for the pool. "Everyone is strange here, Brynjar. I think it's something slightly better than a public pool, at least I know everyone here a bit by face rather than a complete host of total strangers." The pebbles crunched as she walked, shrugging and slipping her hands into the pockets of her jean shorts. "Besides, you don't give off the peeping tom vibe." Her brows hitched upward a moment and she slid him a look. "You aren't a creeper, right? I don't think there's a trend of such in Norway." Her lips pulled into a teasing smirk as they reached the set of stone steps up two small hills and onto the massive back patio. She leaned forward and opened the door for him, gesturing for him to enter. "Foreigners first, good sir."


Nemesis Brynjar followed suit, promptly keeping up with her relatively easy. "Never been public pool, always school pool." he spoke, rolling his shoulders. He'd swam before, well here he had to with Jean and Chris. Now onto a creeper conversation, they had creepers in Norway, but they were more in the downtown area, not the middle class area. "Only if you consider me creepy, am I creeper." he spoke with a wink. upon reaching the patio, he'd taken notice to her opening the door for him. This was something that shocked him, but maybe there was a chance he could turn the tables on her. Reaching just above her head, his fingers wrapped delicately around the frame of the door, shaking his head. "No, lady first." he spoke, offering her a wink. He wasn't about to let his mother's teachings go to waste with a chestnut beauty standing there. As much as he appreciated it...he'd rather show her he had manners as well.

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Nemesis If Brynjar had a nice suit and a top hat...you're damn right he'd be rockin that! Looking prim and fly as hell! And her in some big flashy dress? Why the hell not, sure! Maybe on the first date, if ever. He'd gladly wear a monkey suit and top hat, as long as he had a faux diamond studded cane to go with it! Telling him was one thing, he'd probably not understand it at all, unless she spoke to him like he was a kid, but showing him was an entirely different thing! BUyt, the moment she forewarned him, his breath was held and boom, he was shown exactly what she could do! So, they walked through a wall, yeah...wait... Hold the phone, they just, walked through a wall. His jaw was left unhinged, his head was gripped by his hand as he just looked at her and stared at her, blinking. But then, his brain became clear; cobwebs shaken out. "That...awesome!" he spoke, turning full attention to her. "That awesome gift so much can do with it," he spoke up. Naturally there wasn't a single shred of sarcasm in his voice and the expression of his face non-verbally spoke of sheer delight and excitement. So, she needn't feel down about her non-obscure super awesome fancy power. He's was unique. You could throw a rock in school and maybe hit 7 people with telepathy or some other mental power, 13 people who could manipulate some form of element or another. Then you had her, who could manipulate her own body to phase through walls and him, someone who could mold their own flesh. "Mine not for inside, I show you outside?" he questions glancing to her.


His excitement made her smile as she peeled herself from the wall carefully, her head swimming slightly still. That was the most she'd moved someone through things before and while she'd done well and was secretly applauding herself, it was more than she'd bargained for. Kitty gave his forearm a squeeze gently, excited that he was so pleased with her. It was so nice to be impressive to someone else. And she hadn't even told him about all the other things she could do, or, had begun to learn she could do. She stepped onto the patio surrounding the pool and released him, sure now that she wasn't so dizzy anymore. The idea that she'd get to see his abilities had her eyes lighting up with eager interest. They were outside safely by the pool and it seemed no one else was out here, nice, though surprising the other students weren't trying to have wave competitions. "Please, show me, I'd love to see."


Nemesis He was glad to have seen her gift, it had so much potential she didn't even realize what she could accomplish with it. She could save lives, if enough effort was put into it. Once outside, he'd toss his towel onto one of the random pieces of patio furniture before returning his attention to her. Unhooking his arm from hers, he'd step off to the side. "Stand back," he spoke, a justifiable warning. Exhaling slowly, he loosened up his fingers; prepping to show her. Granted, he was very nervous about this, so maybe he could just show her a little bit of it, not the dangerous application of his ability. But maybe the protective? A blackish red hued miasma began to swarm around his arm as his very flesh began to ripple and move about in an erratic state. Flesh began to rip and tear apart, peeling back like a banana around, soon the flesh began to mold into something else, spikes ripped from his shoulder blade and spine, as his arm had quickly become encased in an armor-like material with various spikes here and there. Fingers began to wiggle as claws replaced nails. "There you go," he spoke. Something simple, like she'd showed him.


Kitty released him and stood back several paces as she was warned. With all the abilities in the mansion, there was no telling what anyone could do or how dangerous they'd be doing it. Her curiousity abound, she held very still and waited with fixed eyes on him, arms holding the towel in front of her. As he began, her eyes widened, their blue depths going clear as she gaped. His flesh was seemingly mutating, peeling away and forming new things on his person. The very idea seemed like it might be painful, yet it didn't seem to bother him. They formed an armor sort of creation, something she was sure would be much sturdier than regular skin itself.


Her gasp was small as she brought a hand up to her parting lips of surprise. "Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh!" Unable to help herself, she closed the distance between them quickly then slowed before touching him, her eyes seeking his as if to ask permission. If given it, she'd gently, slowly, touch ginger fingertips to his newly formed demonstrations, feeling their texture and marveling at their creation. "This is amazing...and it doesn't hurt?" She touched along the outside of his forarm and up his shoulder, careful to avoid the spikes for fear they were stronger and sharper than they appeared. "So it's like your skin can grow and form new things? Can you just do armor or anything?"


Nemesis Brynjar stood there quietly. The moment she approached, his gaze lingered along her form, watching her sway at her slow approach. Once his eyes earcehd hers, he'd watch how they gazed at his newfound arm, as if she was studying it, taking in every detail. Once her hand reached the skin, she'd find it felt just as warm and smooth as standard flesh. Yet upon further pressure, she'd find it was as hard as tank armor. She was right to avoid the spikes, not only were they sharp at the tip, they were jagged along the edges; making it easy to rip through flesh like paper. "Used to hurt, used to by now. Yes, can create anything that not projectile weapon" he spoke, glancing at her now, instead of her fingers. She was quite close to him now, closer than she had been when their arms were hooked to one another. "But find your power more amazing, beautiful."


Kitty's eyes trace every line and contour of his skin, fingers following them. She was losing herself to her interest, like a scientist taking in an exquisite new specimen. She'd never seen anything like this before, let along up close and get to inspect it. Her intelligence rested mostly on physics and theorims, something she enjoyed very much. Getting to see how he transformed up close was something that almost made her giddy. Realizing she was looking at his body like a doctor and not a person, she blushed and apologized softly. "I don't mean to look at you like an object, I was just-" She lost her thoughts a moment and listened as he explained that it no longer hurt. She was glad. Her migraines still came at times and they were decidedly horrific. Something like this mutation seemed it would hurt far beyond her migraines ever had.


He exposed that he found her ability amazing, even called her beautiful. Kitty's cheeks stole flags of red and her blue eyes slowly dragged up to find his, suddenly very aware of how close they were. She could feel the heat of their bodies gathering between them, sharing, the thought made her blush more and her dark, feathery lashes swept down with embarassment and she cleared her throat. "Oh, I..." she let out a nervous laugh and shoved a hand through her mass of chestnut hair, fingers sifting through the locks around her shoulders and fiddling with the ends. "Thank you." was all she could manage. No one had really hit on her much before, her shyness kept her rather aloof. But Brynjar was charming and kind, he wasn't forceful and nor was he someone she found difficult to talk to. On the contrary, she felt she could talk to him for hours. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips and she cleared her throat again and turned toward the pool, towel in front of her gripped in her hand. "Uhm, do you...would you...like to swim? Or...are you now like a blow fish or something?" Kitty tried to tease softly, unsure how to react to his compliment.


Nemesis If he were to do something large, he'd have a migraine for days! But, he had pills for that, one secret he'd kept from the Mansion, he had a pill problem. Granted he had it under control, he took various pills daily. His tongue rolled over his top teeth as he canted his head to the side examining her reaction, to both his arm still, but now the fact he called her beautiful. The red on her cheeks was greatly noticed. "It no problem, I speak truth," he spoke, taking his free hand to tuck some hair behind her ear, a non-verb flirtatious gesture. Nothing big. Canting her head at the side to her tease, he stepped back and smirked as his hand began to reform back into it's natural state. Clearing his throat, he ran his own hand through his green hair; a touch nervous. The situation had just become a tad awkward, from the touching of his arm, the harmless flirt. Thankfully, she had a remedy for that! Mention of the pool, he turned his attention toward it and just smirked. "Lady first?"


She watched his hand run through his hair and noted he seemed nervous as well. Blushing again, she turned and set her towel on a chaise lounge chair by the pool and slid off her flip flops. Her blue eyes darted to him as she smiled a secret smile. "Want to see what else I can do?" Kitty's face grew serious as she focused, nearing the edge of the pool. Her small toes curled over the rolled stone edge and she stared down at the deep end of the pool a moment before lifting one foot, raising it out over the water as if there were a stepping stone there only she could see. Sure enough, the girl stepped forward over the water and her foot floated solidly, so solidly it seemed there was an invisible floor there. She took another step, tehn another, soon she was in the middle of the pool, standing over the surface of the water as though it were solid ground. Her face was evident though, this took great concentration and she was shaking lightly, almost straining to pull it off. Carefully, very slowly, she raised her eyes up to look at him and give a shaky smile. "Voila." Suddenly her focus waivered, unable to keep up the trick any longer and her form went plummeting into the water and sinking deep with a splash.


Nemesis This just became a semi-awkward moment. Clearing his throat and using his hand to ruffle his own hair again he looked to her the moment she spoke. Wait, there was more she could do aside from phasing through solid objects? Now this was of great interest to him, he found her more intriguing by the minute! He could tell the seriousness by the way she spoke and expression. She wasn't joking around. The moment she stepped out, he was in awe. There was no way she could do that! He'd only seen someone do that in a painting, someone named Jesus Christ. Just when he was about to see if this was all some trick, she'd plummeted into the water with a splash. Which judging from her straining she might have been in trouble!!! So, he did the only valiant thing he could think of! He dove on in after her. He wasn't going to wait to see if she was okay, there was no time! So, once beneath the surface of the water, he'd dart right after her and wrapped his arms around her waist quickly, launching both to the surface with an exhale. They hadn't been down long, so he'd come up just fine and dandy. "You okay?" he'd ask, canting his head to the side, probably mistaken her being in danger, but, better to be safe than sorry.


The water had enveloped her fast and it was a shock to her system. Her temples were thrumming, pressure enveloping her mind from all sides so that it was almost painful, but not quite. She'd showed off enough for one day, and it was just a bit much on her abilities yet since she hadn't trained much with them. Her feet just touched the bottom of the pool but before she'd kicked off from it, she heard the surface of the water break loudly, a current sweeping through against her before she felt something strong and hard wrap around her waist and she was tugged to the surface. Her back to the cool tile of the side of the pool and a heat against her front. She blinked the water from her eyes and sputtered a moment before the blurry vision of Brynjar formed before her. He was looking down at her with a concerned expression and she blushed, his form pressed against her as he held her tightly to him. She smoothed the wet hair from her face and blinked at him, "I...yes. I can swim you know." But he look so fiercely worried. She lay a hand on his upper arm that had wrapped arond her. "Hey, I'm alright. Just lost control a moment. I'm okay, I promise." She offered a reassuring smile and blushed further. "You like playing Baywatch or something?"


Nemesis Okay, so maybe he was overzealous about the entire situation, but again he wasn't going to risk a friend dying. Exhaling slowly, he stared at her for a moment, just to make sure she was okay. Once confirmed, he was just about to swim away. But a hand was stopping him, half glancing at it for about a second and a half, he returned his attention to her eyes. She was fine, more than just fine. She was as healthy as a horse! His heart began racing, pounding rapidly. Before he knew it, he'd already kissed her. But it only lasted a matter of a few seconds, before he pulled back and pushed away from her. Alright, awkward moment just got even more awkward. Clearing his throat, he rose his hands using his feet to tread the water. "Sorry, mean not to do that," he tried to explain to her. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't, but it was to late to take it back, the deed had already been done. There was no turning back now.


Kitty could barely register what had happened before suddenly he was pushing her away from him and escaping, taking his warmth with him. The pool felt cool suddenly leaving her bereft. What had happened? He'd...his lips had brushed to hers, he'd kissed her. Her blush rose to the shade of rose petals and her shoulders rose up with the awkwardness of it all. Kitty blinked repeatedly as she tried to sort out what had happened. He'd thought to save her, then kissed her, then swam away so fast she could feel the current still. Her blue eyes looked confused, "Maybe it's just your Norwegian ways, but you're giving me a whiplash." Her feet found the tile wall behind her, "Besides, you did it wrong." She pressed off the wall and darted across the pool, covering the distance he'd created between them and looped an arm around his neck as an anchor just as she tilted up her head to connect their lips once more, this time not breaking off so fast. She let them connect, mess, linger, not deepening the kiss, just enjoying it. The dart across the pool caught up with the rest of her form and made it press into his, making it easier to keep herself in place.


Nemesis He didn't even know what the hell happened till after it happened. Still trying to figure out the how it happened himself there was complete silence. It felt like an eternity had passed before Kitty was the one to break it. What did she mean by whiplash? Was it the harmless flirting and pushing away from the kiss. Maybe he wasn't sure if she wanted a kiss just yet! But, at that moment, she was already on him, arms around his neck; lips touching once more. Waves from thrusts crashing against them, their forms were pressed against each other; kiss becoming deeper. So, he too deepened it, hands trailing along her waist, thumbs tracing along her abdomen. It would seem that nervous shell of her's was broken by the foreigner, and all it took was one simple question 'May join you'. That was all it took for her to communicate with him. Breaking the kiss, he finally exhaled, fingers gently gripping. "Um..." Okay, now what...


Kitty's eyes were still closed as she savored the taste of him on her lips, which pulled up into a small smile. Her arms laxed their hold on him and her cheeks warmed with another blush. "Sorry, I just...if we were going to kiss, I'd rather it count." Her voice was soft and quiet, nothing but it and the slight slosh of water against the pool walls mingled with their breaths. Her hands trailed down his broad shoulders and along his upper arms to rest there as she looked up at his multi-colored hair and smiled. "What made you choose that color? Has it been that way long?" She was beginning to feel thankful he wasn't wearing a shirt, his muscles felt as nice in her hands as they had looking at them in the garden. Though here, they were less swearty.


Nemesis She tasted like strawberries if you were to ask him. He adored strawberries, his favorite fruit. "I no mind, it was...better than last." Swimming there in that very same place in the water, he sort of flinched when her arms crossed the burns scars along his left shoulder, but it wasn't pain, just of surprise. No one had ever touched it before, it was a new vivid sensation. The scars, unlike his skin, were rough and hard. Now onto the subject of his hair, he rose a brow. "I like green, had since was fifteen you like?" Left hand began to glide along her torso, as it reached up to cup her chin, giving her one more kiss, this one was much shorter, it was deep, but shorter. Of course his figure was less sweaty, water having washed all the sweat away, replacing it with not a rancid body odor stench, but the smell of chlorine. Inhaling sharply, a slow exhale slowly followed suit. "Never expect this happen, but no compaint...rather enjoy." Then came the rumble, deep within the pit of his stomach. "Ha! Hungry?" Granted, they haven't swimming for long, but when you gotta eat, you gotta eat.


Kitty found herself licking her lips, enjoying the taste of him there. She smiled at his hair and nodded, "It suits you, Bryn." His hand trailed from her side, sending chills running through her skin before it cupped her chin and his lips were on hers once more. Delicate, but certain. It was like a reaffirmation that he enjoyed their kiss prior and it was no accident. The kiss broken, she echoed his breath and opened her eyes once more, nodding. "I hadn't either, but...it _is_ nice." She heard his stomach rumbled and laughed, nodding. "Yes, I skipped lunch for moping around the pond." The chestnut-haired girl swam to the edge of the pool and hoisted herself out, retreiving her towel and drying off before wrapping it around her form to keep her warm from the inside's air conditioning. When he'd caught up with her, she'd lead them to the kitchen.