Res (reactionary) wrote in oblivionrp, @ 2009-01-02 03:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | keane, keane res and sophie, res, sophie |
in the zone
Who: Keane, Res, and open!
When: Late morning
Where: the Olympia deck, then the sports deck on Helios
Having had days of rehearsals and orientation, the day of the cruise launch felt like it had been their first day off - even if it was the day after Christmas. Their band not having any performances for the day, Res had immediately dragged Keane off to have a little fun. Staff or not, this was still their vacation too! They'd spent way too long looking at all sorts of shiny shit on the ship they couldn't play with, so it was time to play. This had resulted to acting completely juvenile in the video arcade for a good hour, and then heading upstairs for a game of put-put.
Keane was – per usual – happy to be dragged wherever Res chose to drag. Truth was he felt a little keyed up himself, and was happy to finally indulge. He and Res were at their best when they got to act like the mental twelve-year-olds they were. He grinned over his sunglasses at the girl as he waited for her to take her final turn. "Tell me something, is taking five minutes to line up each shot part of your strategy? How about the part where you shake your ass like a cat about to pounce?"
"Not now, Chief, I'm in the fuckin' zone." Res replied, taking a moment to point at him. That said, she did finally take her swing, finally sinking her ball. "Oh yeah! I have conquered the world with my little blue ball!" she shouted, as she began her victory dance.
Grinning at her display, Keane shook his head at the girl and slung his arm around her neck. As was customary, he chose not to say what he was really thinking – if anyone was conquering anything with blue balls, it would always be him. "You know, batting a thousand isn't actually a good thing in golf."
"This doesn't take away from my victory." Res replied. "Where to next?" Occasionally she did let the boy have a say. It was possible she'd just been a little overexcited this morning. It was a nice break from the regular.
"Don't people usually mingle on cruises?" Keane asked, not that he had any problems with his current company. Regardless of what he was saying, he was still heading them off towards the stairs. "Or relax, and generally try not to conquer the world?"
"That just wouldn't be us." Res dismissed. "I like our way of doing things better. Besides, I'm too white trash to know what you're supposed to do on a cruise."