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[RangerCado]

"I wike your hair." Meme giggles, playing with it a little.

Selina doesn't notice and sits in the water with Victoria, hugging her closely and taking her in a passionate kiss.

[Projeck37]

"It's a mess right now."
Her hair was tangled in a lot of places and a bit wet still.

[Twi]

"Perhaps."

Bismuth leads Conny quite a ways!

[RangerCado]

"So, where are we going exactly?" Conny giggles happily.

"No, it nice!" Meme starts combing her hair with her claws carefully.

[Projeck37]

"Thanks."

[Twi]

"Pandora's Box. " *Wry smile*

Bismuth leads Conny all the way to a forest.

[Empiricist]

[SPI:59+500] [73/?]
Victoria kisses back but isn't very passionate about it. Or rather, too tired to be passionate.

[RangerCado]

Conny thinks shes joking, and keeps going.

Meme keeps fixing Ashley's hair.

Selina stops kissing, looking worried.

"Y-y-your still tired... a-aren't you..." Selina looks a little worried.

[Projeck37]

Ashley yawns, quite tired from the earlier fade to black material.

[RangerCado]

Meme giggles and gently pats Ashley's head, letting her sleep if needed.

[Twi]

Bismuth smiles, now sufficiently out in the middle of nowhere.

"I think we're alone. Take off your bracelet for a bit."

[Empiricist]

_"Sorry..." [END:90+35] Victoria forces her shell to move, passionately kissing Selina as deeply as possible.
[SPI:87+500] [74/?]

[Projeck37]

Ashley falls asleep.
Meanwhile, Isaac is pacing down at the very shallowest point of the beach, all alone, trying to calm his brain.

[RangerCado]

Conny does so, a grin forming on her face.

Selina stops her, looking serious.

"I-i-if your tired... w-w-we go back... o-okay...?" Selina sounds serious.

((Dinner))

[GreatWyrmGold]

Yeah, you are probably right
Stella slightly loosens her grip and attempts to help him turn around,  fortunately she is gliding so it is easier than it could be

Once Will is turned around, his power promptly informs him of all the bits of grit and such on Stella's face, including an unfortunate fly on her forehead.
...Well, I've already turned around...I should probably go through...but how? How do I--Oh, I'll just do it.
Will leaned his head forward, presumably trying to kiss Stella but succeeding in running their foreheads together.
Ow.