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fluxscape2020-09-01 07:31 pm
tightjeans) wrote in fluxscape2020-09-01 07:31 pm
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Who: Billy Hargrove, Newt the German Shepherd and YOU
What: Enjoying the sun, sand and waves
Where: The beach
When: Tuesday the 1st
Synopsis: Billy is just really enjoying having a beach.
Billy missed the beach.
It had been the hardest thing about not running back to California the second he turned 18 and got out from underneath Neil's thumb. He'd known he couldn't leave Max; not while she lived in that house, not while the risk of the Upside Down still hung over them. But Max had left, gone off to college and gotten away from that house and Billy had been considering moving back to the city when he'd ended up here.
Maybe this was the universe's way of telling him he belonged at the beach.
He doesn't sit on a towel -he'd rather save it to dry off and have it be clean- and he's enjoying the warm sand under his legs, under his bare back. Newt, ever loyal, is sprawled out in the sand at his side with his big, goofy head resting on Billy's thigh. One of Billy's hands rests in his fur, scratching at the back of his neck and the other rests on his scarred chest.
If anyone were to approach, it would seem that Billy is completely unaware, but the truth is, Billy is always aware of his surrounding; mind's offer the softest of hums in his mind even if he isn't focusing in on the thoughts beneath it and it makes him impossible to surprise.
Besides, Newt will alert him in a subtle way he's been trained to do. Speaking of Newt, he's wearing a harness that asks people not to pet him; he is working after all. But if you ask Billy nicely, he might let you.
What: Enjoying the sun, sand and waves
Where: The beach
When: Tuesday the 1st
Synopsis: Billy is just really enjoying having a beach.
Billy missed the beach.
It had been the hardest thing about not running back to California the second he turned 18 and got out from underneath Neil's thumb. He'd known he couldn't leave Max; not while she lived in that house, not while the risk of the Upside Down still hung over them. But Max had left, gone off to college and gotten away from that house and Billy had been considering moving back to the city when he'd ended up here.
Maybe this was the universe's way of telling him he belonged at the beach.
He doesn't sit on a towel -he'd rather save it to dry off and have it be clean- and he's enjoying the warm sand under his legs, under his bare back. Newt, ever loyal, is sprawled out in the sand at his side with his big, goofy head resting on Billy's thigh. One of Billy's hands rests in his fur, scratching at the back of his neck and the other rests on his scarred chest.
If anyone were to approach, it would seem that Billy is completely unaware, but the truth is, Billy is always aware of his surrounding; mind's offer the softest of hums in his mind even if he isn't focusing in on the thoughts beneath it and it makes him impossible to surprise.
Besides, Newt will alert him in a subtle way he's been trained to do. Speaking of Newt, he's wearing a harness that asks people not to pet him; he is working after all. But if you ask Billy nicely, he might let you.
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Walking up to where Billy is stretched out is a buxom blonde with a radiant smile in a flattering simple black bikini adorned with a single rhinestone skull on the upper swell of one breast.
Her eyes are shielded by sunglasses, which she lifts up and perches atop her fall of pale gold waves. Her eyes are wide and dark, and brimming with warmth and good cheer.
"I'm sorry to bother you, sweetie, but do you mind if I set up here?" she asks, gesturing with the modest duffel bag slung over one shoulder. "I just wanna veg on the sand for a couple of hours, and if I'm alone then I'm going to get stuck trying to fend off a pack of dudebros coming down the beach in about five minutes, and I'm not in the mood. Just close enough so it looks like we're together? I promise not to make a peep."
Her thoughts are open and honest...and may be strange, given she has memories of an incident that hasn't happened yet.
But, being that Anne Forsythe isn't altogether human, Newt may have a strange reaction--like meeting another dog, and not another human being.
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It's Newt's reaction that puts Billy on edge. He doesn't growl or bark -he's exceptionally well trained- but his human is incredibly in-tune with the dog's mind and behaviour that it's easy to detect when the German Shepherd goes tense at his side. Outwardly, there's no sign that Billy has picked up on something different -and now that he's paying attention, he can sense the distinct lack of human that sits around her- and he pushes in only enough to determine the threat level before opening himself up to her.
When he's confident that she's speaking the truth, Billy nods, propping his own sunglasses up onto his forehead.
"Go for it. Newt and I can keep the... dudebros," whatever that meant, "at bay."