9th Cubic Zirconium [Action/Dictated]

[yay_heiress]

[London is hot. It's summer and the sun is plentiful, but the cool breezes? Not so much. If you happen to see the heiress today, it'll likely be near the pond in the garden. She's lounging in a comfortable poolside chair donning a colorful two-piece, a floppy sun hat, and shades. She holds a silver tanning reflector beneath her chin and the cup holder on the arm of her chair houses a sweaty glass of pink lemonade. Her dog Ivanna has a miniature version of the poolside furniture, although hers is underneath the protective shadow of London's.

The heiress puts down the reflector just long enough to pull out her journal and speak into it.]

Does anyone else around here tan? I can't be the only one. Or maybe I am. Everyone around here is so pasty. A little sun couldn't hurt, people!

[She leaves her journal open beside her and resumes her tanning.]

Comments

[Action]

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

[A shadow falls across her. The shadow belongs to a troll with four horns and a large doofy helmet covering half his face.]

What are you doing?

forever!

[yay_heiress]

[London peers up at him from under her wide brimmed sun hat.]

What are you doing? Isn't it too hot to be walking around in that weird helmet?

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

[He considers that for a second, then pulls the helmet off. His head is a shock of curls, so wild that his eyes are covered, and they're plastered down by sweat]

It ith hot! But I need my helmet in cathe I fall down. [He's got a pretty ridiculous lisp]

[yay_heiress]

[She looks up at him for a brief pause, absorbing his horns.]

Tho? Don't fall down!

[She mimics his lisp. No one ever said she was nice.]

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

[He flails his hands in a kind of irritated spasm] I try not to, thucking nookwathte!

dictacted;

[hatedbyfanboys]

I don't tan very well.

dictacted;

[yay_heiress]

They don't have tanning lotion where you're from?

dictacted;

[hatedbyfanboys]

They do but I'm not really interested in getting a tan.

dictacted;

[yay_heiress]

Suit yourself. Maybe you don't need one.

[Then again, she can't see you. If you're too pale, she just might drag you out into the sun with her.]

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[hatedbyfanboys]

[He is pretty pasty]

I can't imagine myself with a tan anyways.

[somanylyrics]

Sometimes I tan, but sometimes I just burn. My mom says it's because I have fair skin. But...I don't know why my skin would be unfair....

[yay_heiress]

I have unfair skin too!
It's so unfair to everyone else that my skin is so perfect.

[somanylyrics]

Hmmm...are there any tanning beds here? Those are good. They can make you nice and tan without sun. Or tanning spray!

[yay_heiress]

Hmm. I don't actually know!
But those things creep me out. They're like coffins for alive people.

[somanylyrics]

...I didn't think about that. That is super creepy. I bet I could wish for tanning lotion! But it's not as much fun as laying in the sun.

[whistles_the_blues]

Fake skin doesn't really tan, so I'll have to say no to that.

[yay_heiress]

Fake skin? How do you have fake skin? What's it made of?

[whistles_the_blues]

Mostly latex. It's what I was made with.

[yay_heiress]

Well if you have fake skin, you can get fake tan, right?

[whistles_the_blues]

I... Don't think it works that way. At all.

/so late, what even

[peacockherald]

_{[ Tanning? Tanning is what happened when people got darker yes? From to much time in the sun? This sets of mild alarms in his mind for the woman he thinks does not have a full grasp of reality all the time. ]}

London, do be careful. You should not be out there to long.

Fashionably so! :>

[yay_heiress]

Oh, don't worry, Vanyel! What could happen?

Always ~

[peacockherald]

For one, you could get burnt or get sun-sick. Neither of which is fun.

[yay_heiress]

Sun-sick?

[peacockherald]

You get so hot that you pass out, and it can lead to death if it is not treated quickly enough.