Greece is the word

[wwistful]

WHO: ALL OF THE TEACHERS and their broods
TONE: FUN!?!?
RATING: M for Mature.
WHEN: 4th April to 7th April (ish)
WHERE: Murdoc's home in Greece
WHAT: A teacher meeting held in Greece! What could possibly go wrong?
STATUS: Ongoing.

[Murdoc isn't sure why the responsibility of hosting the meeting fell to him, honestly it already sounds like a terrible idea. He doubts any of them will either come up with sound lesson plans, work cohesively as a team or leave his home any wiser and more mature than they were when they entered. To him, it seems as if a couple of people just like the idea of visiting Greece. However, it's not as if he's going to pass up the chance to show off! And it's not like he doesn't have room to spare.

He's not going to be all that happy to have people there, but he's not a bad host. Everyone has a room and there's food and booze provided. Not to mention the fact that the beach and town are within walking distance, but why on earth would you want to live such a sick crib? Of course, given that he's a pureblood there's absolutely no technology or reception, but there's a pool and a near endless amount of rooms filled with nifty shit!

Regardless, if you aren't a kid you sure as hell aren't here to explore, so quit touching his stuff and get working.]

Comments

[wavesofjade]

[Working all day? Hardly, but Dolores is enjoying the last of the day's sunlight sitting by the pool, clad only in a swimsuit with a sheer sarong tied around her waist. She had been reading a book until the heat had got the best of her, and it lies open on the low table beside the sun lounger she's reclining on.

She's relaxed enough that she isn't even keeping up the pretence of breathing, what air she does draw in light and erratic and just enough that she can hum a few bars of a tune that's stuck in her head (which, to anyone with a good ear, would quickly reveal itself to be Livin' on a Prayer). Her fingers tap gently against the arm of the sun lounger.

Anyone approaching, unless they're incredibly quiet, would find her turning to give them a cheerful smile and a small wave.]

[wwistful]

[Murdoc isn't particularly quiet as he approaches, he hadn't actually been expecting anyone out here. He missed his morning swim so he's making up for it now, padding out to the pool in his trunks with a towel around his neck.

He turns as he hears her hum and raises an eyebrow at her, draping his towel over a lounge and folding his arms over his chest, half smiling at her.]

Afternoon. [A beat.] Enjoyin' yourself?

[wavesofjade]

[She smiles in return and sits up a little on the sun lounger. In the sunshine and the clean, white surroundings, how pale her skin is becomes far more obvious than it ever did at school. There's a faint colour to it, lingering over from life, but it's an almost ethereal look.

It's just as well that she makes up for her lack of human life with her bright expression and cheerful voice as she replies.]

I am! This place is wonderful, thank you for inviting me, and for letting me bring Karkat along.

[wwistful]

[To be fair, Murdoc is pretty pale himself right now. He hasn't sun bathed in so long, he can never stay tan for long. Such is being Irish, unfortunately. He does, however, observe that she looks very other worldly. Very beautiful. In a respectful manner of course, he'd never leer at her.

He seems pleased with the answer and decides to perch on a nearby lounge rather than getting in the pool so he can talk instead.]

It's no trouble at all, though I don't think he seems to be enjoying it quite as much as you are. [He scoffs a little, still insulted that he thinks his house is too bright.]

[wavesofjade]

[She shifts forwards to talk to him, bracing her forearms against her thighs. A soft laugh leaves her, and she shakes her head as she looks towards the house.]

He's enjoying himself well enough, or he would ask me to take him home. Don't take too much of what he says to heart, Murdoc. If he truly hated it, he would be far more vocal.

[wwistful]

He said it was so bright it blinded him. [He sniffs, folding his arms over his hairy chest a little defensively.] He's a moody little thing. No wonder he's so close to Eridan. There must be unity in a sullen attitude.

[wavesofjade]

It is very white, dear, and he has quite sensitive eyesight. [She smiles, then sighs a little.] Perhaps, but he can be a perfectly sweet boy when he wishes to be. He gets his temperament from his father.

[Hint hint.]

[wwistful]

Perhaps he should take a leaf from the Strider book and invest in a pair of ridiculous sunglasses. [He rolls his eyes. His house is perfect, okay.]

I hardly see why he would. I thought his father was dead. [Yep, that hint went over his head.]

[wavesofjade]

He is. [Judging you so hard right now, Murdoc.]

But there is more carried in genetics than how we look.

[wwistful]

Wouldn't he have taken after your more amicable demeanor more, then? I thought children were impressionable. [He shrugs lightly.]

Do you mean to imply Eridan is a brat because I am?

[wavesofjade]

He was already eight years old and quite stubbornly set in his ways when he came to live with me. [Sometimes Karkat is a middle aged man in a child's body.. but he's always been that way.]

Why, no, why would you think I would imply something like that?

[Yes, Murdoc, that's exactly what she's implying.]

[wwistful]

Yes, but you are an incredibly influential woman, aren't you? Like royalty. You have an inspiring sort of attitude. Makes people want to change to please you. [He's just going to inspect his nails like he isn't gushing about her.]

What were you implying, then?

[wavesofjade]

Oh, nothing at all.

[Smile~ She folds her arms loosely over her stomach and watches him inspect his nails as if she's not going to realise he's gushing about her.]

You truly think that about me?

[wwistful]

As you wish.

[He doesn't believe you for a second, that toothy smile isnt fooling him at all. But he isn't going to push it anymore because he doesn't really want to know what she's implying.]

Of course, I've no reason to flatter you needlessly, have I?

[wavesofjade]

Certainly not, and I thank you for it.

[As a distraction, she makes a small gesture to the pool.]

You were going for a swim? Do not let me stop you.

[wwistful]

You're welcome.

[He gives her a small shrug.] Will you join me? [He's not actually sure if Vampires swim, but he's padding back to the pool and slipping in anyway.]

[wavesofjade]

Mm.. Since you are offering, I believe I shall.

[Maybe some vampires don't swim, but Dolores was swimming long before she became a vampire, and she's quick enough to sit on the edge of the pool and slip into the water, ducking her head under to wet it.

Another perk of being dead.. you never have to hold your breath.]

[wwistful]

I'm glad.

[He smiles as she approaches, having ducked under himself and swum a small distance away from the entrance of the pool already. He watches as she ducks under, raising an eyebrow before wondering if he should pull his favourite party trick.

He supposes he might as well, he rather enjoys swimming about in his other form. He takes a few steps back, dipping under the water and changing forms with relative ease. After that, he's going to swim toward Dolores and boop her on the leg with his snout ever so innocently.]

[wavesofjade]

[She's wiping the water from her eyes when he shifts, and a small frown appears on her face as she looks for him, seeing the movement of the water where he'd ducked under but no evidence of him there.

She sees the shadow in the water a moment before he bumps into her, and she could swear for a moment her heart leaps up into her throat.

Then, she purses her lips slightly, dips her hand under the water and taps the shark's nose with two fingers.]

Murdoc, honestly.

[wwistful]

[If sharks could laugh, he would be sniggering right now. His sense of humor is....poor, at best. He's not the most joyful person, but as of late he's certainly felt more comfortable being playful around his friends. It feels weird to think that. Friends. He has them, and they like him! It certainly wasn't what he expected to happen when he became a professor.

He feels just a tiny bit guilty at her reaction, but her tapping his nose is only a sign that she's willing to pet him. He nudges his nose up against her hand, urging her to proceed.]

[wavesofjade]

[Despite his efforts to the contrary, Dolores does like him, even through all his grouchy behaviour. There's something endearing about it all.

A shark begging for pets goes very near to the top of the list of the strangest things she's ever seen, but she doesn't refuse, gently rubbing her knuckles over his nose.]

I hope that you know that you are utterly ridiculous, dear.

[Said with the utmost fondness, of course.]

[8lackwidow]

[It's a good thing Charlotte isn't trying to be a ninja then. No she just spots Dol, and being curious and nosy she comes on over, returning the small wave with a wiggle of her own fingers. And then she leans on the back of Dol's chair, the breeze making her own sheer robe swirl around her legs.]

And how are you Ms Maryam? We really haven't had a chance to chat, and such a pity.

[wavesofjade]

[Dolores doesn't really make much effort to move, simply tilts her head back and looks up at Charlotte as she leans against the seat. A smile crosses her face, and she nods.]

I'm quite alright, and a pity indeed. I normally greet new professors, but the castle's antics have been keeping me quite busy of late.

[8lackwidow]

[That's quite alright. It's easy enough to lean against the top of the chair, arms cross as she uses it for support]

Don't worry too much. I may have been avoiding your typical haunts anyway darling. I've spent quite enough time in hospitals to suit me for life. But we should catch up! Antics have to take a break eventually.

Perhaps drinks while we're here?

[wavesofjade]

I do not spend all my time there, and I'm sure you know where my rooms are. [One shoulder lifts in a small shrug.]

I would not have refused meeting with you before now, but since we are here, I won't say no to a drink or two.