L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Japan is an island nation. It's not particularly huge. It's not a long trip to a beach no matter where you are! Moreover, Blaise doesn't get frequent billing. He gets enough free time to hound the warm, golden sands to his happy little heart's content.

Unlike his usual fare, Blaise is not bopping a volleyball around today. No, under these clear skies, Blaise has taken to lying back on a broad, fluffy blue beach blanket. "Lying" might be a generous term; "sprawl" may be more appropriate. Arms and legs splayed out, lazy smile on his face, eyes shut, the teen soaks up the rays with nothing short of utter contentment. All on his own. His wardrobe is certainly beach-appropriate, given he's almost completely bare - toned chest and sleek six-pack exposed, wearing only a pair of navy blue swimtrunks.

Blaise

Soon a blonde haired, red eyed beauty began walking down the sandy beach with a bright smile on her face. Her pale skin glistened along with the sunlight probably because of the skin screen she applied earlier. She looked like a angel on the beach with her white bikini that covered just a bit of large breasts and wide curvy hips as she looked for a spot to put her beach blanket down. She was carrying a lot of stuff and soon found a spot to set down next to someone's broad fluffy blue beach blanket. She sit her stuff down standing up her beach umbrella to give her cover from the sun as she lay her blanket down and lay on it stretching.

Maya

Bikini

There's a disturbance. It's an odd feeling, like a ripple in the air, that sense you're not alone. Of course, Blaise could also just be dumb - he's on a beach. Of course there are others around. But it's bugging him. Were it not such an ordeal to both open his eyes and turn his head, he'd have done so by now. So he needs to be sure!

Was that a sound he heard? A sort of 'pluff' sound, like something being fanned out? Is this enough?

A troubled look crosses his young features.His eyes finally open, and his eyes at long last open. A pair of bright, sparkly blues stare up at the sky, then shiiift aside, spotting the blonde girl setting up beside him. He was right! Wait, was he convinced there was someone there?

"Yooo~," he drawls while his brain is still erstwhile occupied with the question. His language is on auto-pilot.

The blonde girl looked over at the boy who had greeted her and smiled. She gave him a greeting wave before she said anything. "Hi! Sorry if I made you wake up from your nice little rest! I just found this spot right here and had to take it before someone else did!"

She kept her smile as she spoke to the boy. She thought it was going to be a quiet day at the beach for her but she didn't mind socializing for a bit.

Forearm flops across his eyes and rubs, sifting out the fatigue and lack of focus. "Mmngh," he eloquently communicates. When satisfied, he props himself up on his elbows to give the girl a fair look-over.

She has a pretty face. She looks sweet. Big, pretty eyes, too.
Her swimsuit's neat. Bust may be a bit on the huge side. Maybe that's just from this angle. The jury's out on that one yet.
Nice, flat stomach. She's cute.
Nice hips.
Good legs.
Oh god, how long has he been ogling her?

Those blue eyes zip back up to her face, cheeks tinted a rosy hue in guilt. He was definitely checking her out, and there's no defense against that. "I... was... totally... not just checking you out like a creep." If she weren't thinking that just a moment ago, she probably is now. Fantastic. Rapid-fire chatter is the best he can muster in light of this parade of fauxpas: "You didn't wake me up! Happy for the distraction! What's your name? I'm Blaise!"

Maya blushed as Blaise pretty much admitted he was totally checking her out and she was embarrassed by that. She shook her head to try and shake it off as she smiled at him. "Hey don't worry about it! It's not the first time a guy has gotten stuck staring at me. I mean we are on the beach after all. It doesn't help that girls usually wear revealing outfits around here."

"Oh okay. I'm glad I didn't wake you up!" She giggles a bit at the interaction between them. "I'm Maya!"

His index finger lifts to point at her strappy bikini. "You don't say," he chimes playfully, in reference to the skimpy nature of her bikini. "But hey, don't guys count?"

Finally pushing himself to sit up completely, the teen turns on his knees to face the girl more fully. His hand extends towards her. "Nice to meet'cha. What do you do? Are you from around here? Maya's a nice name."

Maya looks at her where he his finger pointed and realized he was talking about her bikini which indeed had a skimpy nature to it. She blushed much more almost immediately as she looked away shyly. "It's nice to meet you to. I do wrestling actually. I'm part of LAW. I'm not from around her specifically. I did live in Japan for a while though when I was young."

Blaise's hand goes unaccepted, and e awkwardly retrieves it, finally bringing it to rest on the soft surface beside him. It's forgivable - she's extremely blushy right now, so it probably went without notice. He hopes that's the reason, anyway! She looks too old to be concerned with matters cootie-related.

"No kiddin'?," he asks, head cocking to the side when she mentions her job. "I keep running into people from that federation. I'm a wrestler too, actually. Not, uh, not with them, though." His eyes narrow and his voice lowers to a conspiratorial stage whisper, "Wrong equipment, I'm told."

"O-Oh you're a wrestler to? Isn't that a coincidence?" She giggled a bit as she heard his voice lower to whisper. "Yeah... LAW tends to only let in female if I believe. So it would be pretty tough for a male to get in. But I'm sure you're a fine wrestler in wherever you wrestle!" She gave him a bright smile.

She adjusted her bikini top a bit as her large breasts jiggled a bit as she put it back in a comfortable spot. She sat in a very provocative pose as she looked over to the ocean a bit while she talked with Blaise.