Who: Dorian Pavus and Fernando Morales What: Vacationing When: Saturday Where: Grand Solamar in Los Cabos Warnings: TBD Status: Closed/Ongoing
As he stood on the balcony overlooking the beach, Dorian was rather glad they had decided to come to this place over the other one. Because quite honestly, Los Cabos reminded him of home. There was the heat, the smell of the ocean, the thrum of people below, but it was a brighter, happier, sunnier version of Tevinter. Basking in the sun the was beaming down on the balcony, almost like a cat in sunlight, Dorian was almost dreading heading back to Indiana, where the chill of fall was already starting to creep in.
The mage felt rather than heard Fernando walk up behind him, and he reached a hand back for his lover. "I wish we never had to leave this place," he said wistfully. Whether he meant the room or the place was up for debate.
"On our way back from dinner last night, a young lady asked me if we wanted to swim with the dolphins today. I thought I'd leave the decision up to you as to if we do that, or go to the markets today." He was almost positive he could keep from being seasick to do that if Fernando wanted to.