Sand and surf is GO!

[integra_hellsing]

Who: Integra Hellsing, Alucard, Seras Victoria, Soma Cruz, Doctor Seward, Abraham van Helsing, Walter C. Dornez... if I'm forgetting someone I'll add 'em when they tag in!
When: Thursday, July 12th; early afternoon.
Where: THE BEEEEEACH!
Summary: Basically, the Stoker household are going out for a -relaxing- day at the beach. Hurr.
Warnings: Possible language? SHENANIGANS. I'll edit if anything comes up.


How long had it been since Integra had last seen the ocean in all of its glory? Let alone a beach; such a trip was few and far between, unless it was directly involved with work somehow. Today, however, was not about work, but play.

Well, for most of the people coming along. For Integra, it was about sitting on the beach and simply admiring the view. And probably feeling insanely uncomfortable in a swimsuit, but THAT was a completely different issue all together. The very thought had her tugging her jacket ever so slightly tighter around her form.

Stepping onto the sand carrying in her hand a cooler full of ice, drinks, little snacks, and even a few blood packs for the resident vampires, she turned to glance at her fellow beach-goers, tilting her head. "...Where are we setting up?"

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[integra_hellsing]

At this point, not much was really bothering the young heiress. She'd been tossed into the ocean and forced to stay there for QUITE a while, she'd gotten, what was in her mind, the compliment of a bloody lifetime from poor Soma, and there was a bar full of alcohol just waiting for her a few feet away.

Yeah, she was pretty good.

"I am, I suppose," she replied, somewhat amused by the poor man's obvious discomfort. It wasn't funny, really... well. Maybe it was. Just a little. Still, she COULD sympathize with him. Pausing, she turned briefly to dig around in one of the bags, retrieving the sunscreen which... not many people had touched.

She hadn't, and because of this and her lack of really CARING, she was already burning. When they got home, she was going to be in for quite a surprise.

Turning to look at poor Seward again, she merely handed the bottle to him. "I think you might find this quite useful today."

[doctor_seward]

He sort of stares to the bottle a bit dumbly for a moment before realizing, and graciously receiving the bottle with little objection.

"Ah...That is very kind of you."

He is somewhat embarrassed that she was implying his pale, English skin might indeed suffer from the strength of the Canadian sun; but the bare truth of the matter was he would have readily burnt if not for the sunscreen properties...(The Victorian era was not aware such a formula to prevent the sun from causing burns was available, hence the more functionally body-covered clothing but, alas. Hence, the application of such a thing might be a little confusing at first...)

He'll take the bottle and uncap it, squeezing a bit of the lotion into his palm and spreading it on his arms...If he could apply it thoroughly like a topical ointment then there was no need to worry, yes?

"Well, I don't suppose you fancy yourself a bit of play with the others, hm?"

Jacking Jack because...

[master_helsing]

"Thus far I see she know only the way of which brutes und beasts play! Hark, Friend John!"

Those called words were of a man bent on showing up the lot of hellborne cretins they so obligatorily surrounded themselves with. Van Helsing was hardly a daywalker, but by God would he enrapture every moment he endured the daylight, most especially if it meant he and his dear friend could have a go at a bit of rough-housing.

"Hoppla, we go! Let us show how gents brave the sea!"

Before poor John could even clearly see the rambunctious old fellow approach, the lanky shrink was man-handled by his striped-wet-suited professor and lifted over his head to be carried off towards the shoreline. The speed of this was enough to kick up the wind in dear Integral's hair as her grandfather dashed with his flailing partner over his shoulder and crashed them headfirst into the welcoming waves.

[integra_hellsing]

"Oh, I've already had a bit of play with Alucard and Soma--"

Integra was just about to suggest that the good doctor maybe apply some of that sunscreen to his face, too, when the most amazing thing occurred. She could only stare as her grandfather appeared, picked poor Jack up, and ran like HELL into the water.

And she stared.

...and stared...

...and stared.

Finally, she burst out into laughter, having to cover her mouth to muffle the noise, her shoulders shook as she watched the scene unfold before her. It took a lot to make Integra Hellsing laugh, most of the time... but this was almost instantaneous.

[doctor_seward]

He was just about to greet his professor in return in a way that could only be described as proper in front of their mutual lady acquaintance when quite suddenly the bottle flew out of his hands and he was lifted quite absurdly into the air! Given the length of his legs it must have looked quite comical indeed as he flailed about and was carried away, his voice shouting in protest:

"W-waaaah! A-abrahaaaaaaam!!"

And with a loud crashing of waves and a splash Seward and his professor were immersed beneath the surface of the ocean's blue surface.