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Spring RP: The Hennessy Home

The house sits on a bluff above the sea, with a winding path down to a sandy beach leading away from the yard. It is three stories high, stucco and terracotta, and would look forbiddingly expensive were it not for the worn tire swing hanging from a tree and the flip-flops left strewn around the outdoor pool.

Inside, the house looks much the same--expensive but lived-in. A grand piano, clearly used, dominates one room. Another room has couches and chairs neatly arranged like a museum, with beat-up books and magazines filling its shelves and cupboards. It is light and airy, with huge windows, a well-stocked kitchen, and first-rate entertainment systems.

The first and second floors seem to be generalized living spaces, with the bedrooms on the third floor. The master bedroom is the only exception, and the only one that still seems in use. Multiple other rooms, especially on the third floor, look dusty and unused.

((welcome to the RP, writers! Let the games begin.))

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"Good," Ivy said. "My friend Emma screams when things wrap around her legs and she doesn't know what they are. Then she jumps and falls and gets all wet, and that's kinda stupid, right?"

He wrinkled his nose. "Really stupid," he agreed. "Getting wet all over when you're not planning on it sucks."

"Exactly," Ivy said. "So don't jump and scream. Also I don't think there are any sharks here."

"I won't," he promised. "What's a shark? Something that's got lots of teeth, or something teeny and stingy and poison?"

"Teeth," Ivy replied. "Lots of teeth. They shed teeth actually! They have lots of rows and sometimes the teeth fall out and another one comes forward to replace it. Isn't that neat?"

"That's awesome," Isshiri said. "I kind of want one now. Except it would prob'ly die in the desert like a water-mage would..."

"Water mages die in the desert?" Ivy asked, suddenly alarmed. "Then maybe you shouldn't go wading. Since you're a fire mage, right? Would you die in the ocean?"

He blinked. "I don't think so? If it's cloudy or rainy I think I'd get real tired real fast and maybe fall down? But I don't think I'd die. Not if I didn't go too deep. An' it's all bright and pretty today, so I'll prob'ly be fine. I mean, s'not like we're in the North, with all the ice an' stuff."

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"Oh, yeah, okay." That made sense. Maybe you just had to be there all the time for it to make you sick. "We're just wading, that's like, no deeper than your knees. 'Cause otherwise you might trip and fall into the water and you have to come back with dry clothes."

He nodded. "Okay, got it. That's not deep enough to hurt, 'specially if I don't get knocked over. How do I watch for waves? What does the water do?"

"Um..." She looked around, and pointed at the water. "See how it billows? Like how your blanket does when you shake it? That means a wave is coming."

Isshiri watched the water for a minute, then nodded. "Okay, I see it. So if that happens, I make sure I'm steady so I don't fall over. Right?"

"Yeah," Ivy said. "And if it looks big, like a big billow, then you back out and let it break. That's what waves do, they break."

He nodded again. "Okay!" he said, then pushed himself up and started for the water, bracing himself for the brief weird feeling when he only felt it on one side.

It felt different than the water in the palace fountains, ripply and shifty, pulling the sand under his feet with it when it backed away. "Whoa..."

"Cool, huh?" Ivy waded in beside him, splashing in with abandon. "All swirly. I love it."

He nodded eagerly. "The ground moves, that's awesome!" Since it didn't seem to be moving enough to throw him off-balance, anyway.

"What, the sand?" Ivy looked down, just to be sure he wasn't stepping on anything alive. "Doesn't it do that in the desert? I don't know, I've never been to any deserts."

"It does," Isshiri said, shifting carefully so he could watch exactly what the sand was doing without falling over. "But it's different. It's like the water's eating it, instead of the wind making it dance."

"Eating it," Ivy repeated, delighted with the idea. "You know it kinda is? It's wearing the sand down and making it smaller and smaller particles until it dissolves."

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