Who: House and Kytana What: Frolicking like teenagers Where The beach When: Backdated to Monday afternoon Rating: Most likely high Open: Nope Status: Ongoing
Not a single drop of sweat dripped off his body, despite the fact that he had lapped the entire island in mere minutes. And all in just a pair of flip flops and swimming shorts. The sheer strength he felt was immense and he was allowing himself to enjoy every second of it. House was almost one hundred percent sure that this wouldn't last. Whether it be a day or a week, he was determined to make use of everything he was capable of.
He slowed as he reached the beach again and jogged to wear the waves reached the sand. He took a deep breath and allowed the sea air to fill his lungs. Bringing the tips of his fingers to push against his neck, House assessed his pulse. He barely reached sixty beats per minute. "Cool." House grinned wildly.