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 Bee on the Lookout for Ivy, Graziella Vespansiano
Graziella Vespansiano
 Posted: Jul 14 2017, 03:17 PM
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Graz smiled at his signing relieved that he had seemed distracted during her momentary lapse in sanity. She rubbed her shoulders, arms crossed against her chest. She was self conscious about her body now that the threat of leeches had passed- at least it had, hadn't it? When the thought crossed her mind Graz glanced at Pres, hanging back by a step so Pres hopefully wouldn't notice her doing another self check. She twisted her neck trying to see her own back and slid her hands from her bra band down her lower back and then over her rear. She wanted to be sure none of the little devil worms had somehow managed to get into her drawers. Just the idea sent a shudder down her spine. Nothing felt extra lumpy back there, just soggy underpants. Next she plucked the front of her cups forward and snuck a quick glance at the girls just to be double dang sure. Nothing. Phew.

Pres hadn't bothered to retrieve his own clothes, instead he had chosen a direction and started to walk. So they'd both be walking back into town in the same condition. Dirty, wet, stung, and... itchy? She scratched at the side of her leg as she skipped to catch up once again, falling in step beside her friend which wasn't hard now that Pres was walking much slower than before. The floor of the forest was littered with twigs, plants, dead leaves. By the time they made it out of here they were going to look like a pair of regular wild people, weren't they? The thought amused Graz.

"You know, if this had been a movie,"
She stole a glance of her friend, far less shocked by his partial nudity this time around, "I'd probably be laughing at the character's rotten luck." Her smile had returned, "It's probably the point one would say," She took a deep breath and cast a playfully concerned gaze towards the treetops, putting on her best T.V.
Actor vioce. "Well it could be worse. At least it's not raining!"

"And then of course it starts to rain, you know."

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Preston Marx
 Posted: Jul 23 2017, 02:33 PM
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This whole morning had been drawing closer and closer to disaster. Preston was beginning to feel like they were one mishap away from his whole perspective shattering, but he was determined not to let that happen! So, he started walking, assuming that Graz would fall in step behind him. It was lucky for that since she’d needed some privacy to check her undergarments for ‘devil worms’, and he remained oblivious to the whole incident until he heard skipping footsteps that signified she was catching up. When she fell in step beside him he smiled widely at her, hoping to get their mood and afternoon back on track.

He was just thinking that this would make a great story later, but for now he knew they both just needed to get home and get showered. Of course, he’d let her go first because that’s just how he was but they definitely needed clean clothes and a relaxing evening to make up for the itchy bumpy soreness that wouldn’t wash away with just a shower. “You know, if this had been a movie, I'd probably be laughing at the character's rotten luck. It's probably the point one would say, Well it could be worse. At least it's not raining! And then of course it starts to rain, you know.” He laughed at her observation, it was accurate and he even checked the leafy canopy for rain too.

‘Rain would probably help with the dirt though.’ He mused through signs, trying to stay positive on the off chance that the sky did decide to crack open and dump water on them. ‘This should be about where ‘Prince Charming’ swoops in to rescue us.’ He signed with a smile, his allure to romance and Disney shining through but he knew Graz would appreciate it. After a few minutes of walking the trees opened up and the ground appeared to be broken up into individual spaces, each with small fire pits in the center. Pres cast a glance at his counterpart and then back at what was obviously the campgrounds and burst into laughter at the irony of it.
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Graziella Vespansiano
 Posted: Jul 28 2017, 11:06 AM
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Graz had smiled at the idea. Yeah, prince charming would have been great right about then. Maybe he could have brought shoes, bathrobes and a water hose with him.

When the grass began to break up and the fire pits started to dot the area, Graz looked confused until her gaze met Pres' own. When he busted out laughing she joined in, brushing both hands through her dirty curly hair. "Well," she brushed her face and pulled her hair around to one shoulder, "We've found the campsites!" She quickly decided that the gravel which marked out a trail that lead back to civilization could be forgiven by her bare feet. Soon she would be melting away her troubles with a hot shower and good company. Not both together. Her little mind might have been a bit too innocent to have even imagined that possibility. She sure as hell wouldn't have managed it without blushing something horrible.

"It looks empty," Not a tent in sight, at least not back where they were. As the pair made their way along the path the camp sites around the bend looked occupied. There were a few tents pitched up at least. The Main Building for the area was just visible through the trees of another bend.

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Preston Marx
 Posted: Aug 2 2017, 09:26 PM
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Ironically, Preston did have a bit of a ‘Prince Charming’ even though he and Niko weren’t officially dating or anything but Nikolai was a true gentleman. There wasn’t much that could be done to salvage their morning but he was sure Niko would have done his best to make things better. He’d have to send the man a text when he and Graz made it back to the apartment, if not there were bound to be some questions the next time they met.

Of course, getting back home would first require figuring out where they were so they could decide where would be the right way to go. He was committed to trying to make sure nothing else traumatic happened on their journey home, not that there was much he could do about it really but he liked to think it was possible. After a bit of walking their predicament got a bit easier because they had evidently stumbled upon the campground they had set out in search of from the beginning. Preston couldn’t contain his laughter and after a second or two Graz realized the irony and joined in too. “Well, we've found the campsites!” He manager to regain most of his composure and they continued walking, a wide grin painted on his lips.

“It looks empty.” It did. He wondered if it had anything to do with the time of year or just the section of the campgrounds. Still, that was probably better since the two of them were almost naked and covered in muck and grime and probably looked a considerably worse. ‘Bet at first glance we probably look like baby bigfoots.’ He signed his thoughts and shuffled closer to Graz as they moved closer to the busier part of the grounds and the entrance came into view. They weren’t revealing anything more than what could be seen in bathing suits but they were still likely to draw a lot of attention. Getting out of the campground wasn’t terrible, a few stares of confusion, but no one had directly confronted them at least. [u]‘I think I know where we are!’[/i] He signed happily, the cemetery was nearby and he walked that route often enough that he knew he could get them home.
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Graziella Vespansiano
 Posted: Aug 23 2017, 09:36 PM
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‘Bet at first glance we probably look like baby bigfoots.’ Graz smiled, "That or swamp things." She brushed her hands down her arms and then pulled her hair around her shoulder, combing her fingers through it as they walked through the camp. She was glad no one had confronted them and was pleasantly ignorant of the looks they were getting. Two young people walking out of the woods in nothing but their undergarments? There were no doubt quite a few conversations going on behind them. "What I would do for a hot shower right now," She mused, wincing as she worked a knot out of her hair.

‘I think I know where we are!’ "Great!" Graz was still working at her hair when they got to the road, but stopped and promptly did the same freakout dance she did back at the lake when she found a leach hitching a ride in one of her tangles. "Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew!" By the time she had stopped dancing her lower lip was wibbling accompanied by a sharp breath inwards. "I don't think I will ever go swimming in that lake!" She stomped her foot. She was adorably mad. All five foot of her. She'd trip over that lower lip if it stuck out any further. "Remind me about the ice cream again," she finally sighed, putting her head against Preston's arm briefly, "And the cozy blankets and hot showers." She wasn't above whining and while it was somewhat unlike her, her feet hurt, she was dirty, and the mental image of leeches kept coming back.

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Preston Marx
 Posted: Sep 28 2017, 07:47 PM
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The sight of them was certainly startling. Two nearly nude young adults fumbling out of the woods covered in drippy muddy water. A pair of tiny bigfoots. “That or swamp things.” He chuckled at that. A first glance would probably inspire small children to flee, other adults would simply raise their eyebrows in disapproving curiosity. Pres didn’t mind so much. He knew they looked a sight but they hadn’t been doing anything they shouldn’t have, not really. Besides that they had found the campground, which was the initial goal here, and upon reaching the entrance of the camp he knew how to get home! Things were indeed looking up!

“Great!” He had smiled at Graz’s enthusiasm to his discovery but that grin faded to worry when she repeated what he was coming to know as her leech dance. He couldn’t help but feel super guilty for having dragged her through all of that. After she’d disentangled the leech from her hair she rested her head against him and he wrapped her in a friendly hug to offer reassurance. “Remind me about the ice cream again, and the cozy blankets and hot showers.” Yes, he could do that! Starting on their way back again he signed. ‘We can each have our own tubs of ice cream, no bowls. We’ll have nice hot showers to get all clean and we can break out the movie blanket,’ that particular blanket was huge, it was a bright blue color but plenty big enough to cover them both not to mention it was made of something super soft and fluffy. ‘I’ll put on a movie, something Disney, and we can cuddle up with ice cream and hot cocoa.’ Yep, that sounded like a perfect come down from their less than perfect adventure. They’d be home in about fifteen minutes from walking and then recovery would begin. Little did either of them know that their recovery would be interrupted by the appearance of red itchy rashes from tromping through poison ivy.
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Graziella Vespansiano
 Posted: Nov 5 2017, 01:18 PM
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His solution sounded wonderful.

So the pair walked back to Pres' place unhindered, barefooted, and practically naked.

They got plenty of looks and once they had reached town had even been briefly stopped by a well-meaning Officer asking if the pair needed a ride and if they were alright. Which of course they were and Graz wasted no time launching into the story of how they had gotten their directions mixed up, then ran from wasps, then how they'd had the unfortunate luck to run right into a portion of the lake which had housed a surprising number of leeches. Just retelling the story made Graz squirm. The officer had listened, mouth a jar, until the girl was finished. But since they were only a block from the house the ride was declined and the Officer went on his way after wishing the pair better luck for the rest of their day- he'd gotten a good chuckle from the story.

Officially home, showered, and refreshed, Graz had dropped down into their blanket pile and rolled onto her back, itching her leg like a cat at a scratching post, "I think I'm allergic to that new soap I bought."

And that was the start of a very itchy week for the pair.

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