Heirot

Blade was staring into the water in amazment when Soran asked him who Mizuki was. Mizuki was deep in concentration on washing cloths so she almost didn't hear Blade say;

"Mama!"

Her head shot up and she looked at her son in awe. Blade was smiling and clapping, happy that he had said a new word. He pionted to both Soran and Mizuki and said:

"Mama! Daa-dee!!" He then giggled like it was a joke. Mizuki was caught between joy and wanting to correct her son that Soran was just Soran, but she didn't. She just smiled.

"Yes Blade, I'm mommy." she said then went back to washing. Proud that her son was learning so quickly. Idily, she finger the pendant around her neck... she had almost forgotten it was there. She was happy she still had it. If she ever lost it she didn't know what she'd do...

Soran looked at Blade in approval, deciding not to worry about Blade misnaming him for the time being, and then watched Mizuki for a moment. Kneeling next to the river and washing clothes in the sun, she looked oddly beautiful.

The rogue looked away again as soon as the thought occurred to him, deciding he'd relaxed long enough. He took some more clothing out of the basket and began washing it in the current. After a moment he stretched the garment he was washing out in the water, not sure what it was, and found it to be a pair of women's underwear. He placed it back underwater indifferently and continued washing it.

OOC: lol.. funny, I was afraid that'd happen. lol

IC: She fingered the pendant a little longer before returning to washing the clothes. Blade cooed more in the basket and when she reached for another garment Blade handed it to her.

"Wha--? Oh.. thank you Blade." she said smiling and rubbed his head then dunked the dress in the water. It had to be Rai's. Blade leaned over in the basket and reached his hand out to touch the water.

"Daaaaa..." he cooed as the cool water splashed his hand. Blade smiled and being excited, started splashing his hand in the water, getting both Mizuki and Soran wet. "Da!!DADDADADADA!!!"

Startled, Mizuki fell forward, splipping on the slippery smooth rock, dunking her head into the water with Blade laughing. She came back up panting. Her entire head and hair soaking wet from the water. Strands of hair were plastered to her face and the rest sticking to her shoulders and back.

"B-Blade!"

Blade started laughing like the whole thing was funny.

Soran stared blankly at the soggy half elf for a moment. "I think there's a towel here," he said evenly, barely withholding the amusement from his voice. He burrowed into the basket of clothes for a towel busily to conceal his grin, found one, and handed it to her with the straightest face he could manage.

Mizuki glared at him, and instead of taking the towel she grinned mischeviously. Blade had laid down and started taking a nap in the basket so Mizuki was able to jumped over him, ignoring the pain shooting through her leg, and tackle Soran to the ground. She pinned him down by his shoulders and stradled him, smiling through it all.

"Ha!" she laughed. In the excitment, they were slipping down the slippery smooth rock and they both fell into the water. But it was only so deep so they didn't get caught in it's current.

Both of them wet, Mizuki started laughing and stopped caring that she was now soaking wet. She had fallen off Soran and was now sitting in the waist deep water laughing and smiling, and wet.

Rai found a nice patch of grass that the sun hit perfectly. Her bright yellow dress was almost glowing from it. She curled up in the tall grass and you couldn't even tell she was there. She stretched and looked at the bright blue sky, watching the clouds role by.

"Toby, I'm bored," she said putting her arms behind her head. "There's nothing to do..."

Soran tensed as Mizuki suddenly pounced at him and knocked him flat onto his back. "Mizuki?" he asked quickly, uncomfortably, "What do you think you're--" He struggled to get loose, clasping her shoulders and trying to push her away, but then he felt himself slipping, and suddenly he was knee-deep in cold spring water. After a moment, he was dislodged from Mizuki and came sputtering back to the surface, looking over at her in wary astonishment. She was laughing happily, sitting in the water next to him. The soggy rogue kept a sharp watch on her as he tried to stand up but kept sliding on the slippery rocks at the bottom of the stream, all the time poised as though she might attack at any moment.

He didn't understand...what was going through her head? Why had she done that? She was laughing...his shock was changing to curiosity. For the moment, he focused on getting out of the water, finally finding a foothold and managing to stand up. He watched her carefully as he had to walk past her to get back to the bank, but lost his footing again and splashed back down into the water sideways, his arm accidentally falling across Mizuki's lap.

Mizuki was still laughing as Soran tired to get out. When he slipped and fell again and had fallen back almost into Mizuki's lap, she fell backwards into the water and grasped Soran's hand in her lap.

"This water's cold." She said smiling. She didn't care, it actually felt good on her arm and ankle... When she sat back up she splashed Soran playfully. All the while smiling brightly. "Play." She said simply, completely for now, forgetting about the laundry.

Blade slept on in the basket.

Soran managed to get back into a kneeling position and stare at Mizuki, who was holding onto his hand with one hand and splashing him with the other. "Play," she said, splashing him with a big smile.

The rogue squinted as a wave of water splashed into his face and reflexively returned the attack, half irritated and half baffled. He accidentally splashed a little harder than he'd needed to, soaking anything on the half elf that wasn't already drenched. His hand got free and he scrambled backwards, not sure how she would react. He looked at her and blinked, his hair plastered down across his face chaotically.

Mizuki sputtered as Soran re-turn fire hit her face. She wiped her eyes and smiled more. At first she was surprised he re-turned fire, she actually thought he'd just ignore her... Blinked away the water droplets that fell from her lashes then looked at the sky. It was a nice day. She brought her face back towards Soran then she sombered. Her smile faded.

"Soran..." she said calmly. "Where will we go from here?"

Soran looked at Mizuki carefully and untensed, seeing that she didn't seem to plan on splashing him any more. Suddenly, she had become very calm again, maybe even upset - he couldn't figure her out. He couldn't figure himself out either, for now that he was off the defensive, he oddly wanted her to splash him again. He thought he understood now just a little bit of what had just happened, but now there was something new to figure out.

"I'd like to get back to Hepian. There are some matters I left unsettled when I left there," he said, throwing water into his face to get the hair out of it. "Are you sure you-..Do you really plan to come with me?" he asked somewhat awkwardly.

Mizuki nodded and smiled softly. She crawled in the water to him then kneeled before him. She paused a moment like she was thinking then she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I want to be far away from here..." she said against his shoulder. Idily she twirled her finger in his wet hair.


OOC: My hyper must've died..

Soran stiffened as Mizuki embraced him, still unsure of her mood. "What's wrong?" he asked calmly, his emotions hidden. He let himself relax and rested his chin on her shoulder. It occurred to him how much more trusting he'd become around her, compared to the past.

Mizuki thought for a moment before answering. She actually wasn't sure of what was wrong, she just sombered down. She sighed.

"I don't know." she said truthfully. "Maybe I'm just tired of being a damsel in disstress." She perked up more then pulled away from him, smiling again. "Maybe for once I just wanna save you!" She giggled.

"Sorry to disappoint, but I don't think I'd make much of a damsel," the rogue smirked, heartened by her change of mood. "You won't be saving me if you get pneumonia from sitting in here," he teased, taking a lock of her dripping hair and swatting her face with it. It stuck under her nose and gave the impression of a mustache, making him grin.