RP: Happy Saturday Characters: Tris, Remus Time/Date: Afternoon, October 9 Location: rooftop pool Warnings/Rating: Half-naked werewolf? Summary: Tris decides to try that swimming thing Status: Complete
Tris had been unable to find anyone that morning. Granted, he hadn't looked very hard, but he'd hit most of the public areas and he hadn't found LilyLu, Hugo, or Remus. He figured that the odds were good that LilyLu was fucking, Remus was reading somewhere, but ... Hugo should have been out in the public areas. Unless he was sleeping or something.
Either way, Tristan had retreated to his own room and fished out the recently procured pair of swim trunks. He hadn't done more than splash around in the lake at school, but he was a little curious how he'd fare at the whole 'swimming' thing. It was worth a shot, right? What was the worst that could happen, aside from drowning?
He had enough faith in his flailing limbs to trust he wouldn't drown before he could get his feet on solid ground, so ... what the hell, right?
Carting a towel up to the rooftop area, Tristan dropped it onto a lounge chair before he waded over to the edge of the pool. His wand was carefully wrapped in the towel, and while he wasn't keen on it being so far away, he wasn't going to take it in the water with him. Which made him wonder if that was why swimming was not a big sport among witches and wizards.
But then, they couldn't take their wands up while they were playing quidditch, either, so ... that argument was kind of shot down. Shrugging to himself, Tristan started to wade into the water slowly, laughing a little as it came up to his waist. He eyed the area in front of him, and in the spirit of being Tristan, jumped forward into the water. He plunged his face under and wheeled his arms until he figured out the basics of staying afloat, and then he began to wolf-paddle around the pool.