Fun in the Sun [Blades]

The blazing sun peering from a clear sky overhead; warm sand between her toes; a cool breeze wafting off the tide: this was the beach, alright. Not just any beach, either; this was the beach of Ayuka Wagama, and it definitely lived up to its reputation. The waters were as clear as the Caribbean, the reefs below them beautiful, and the people here to enjoy their day plentiful.

Sylvia was no different. Quincy or soldat, she still liked to enjoy herself, and was seen lounging on a towel some twenty feet from the water. Under her parasol, she wore a layered tankini -blue fabric over black- and her himmlischer anzug in the form of a light, short-sleeved unbuttoned top and wrap skirt, both white with gold trimmings.

She was bereft of her leiden hant for the day, though lest she leave herself entirely defenseless, her quincy's zeichen hung from her left wrist, still. The small bag lying beside her held several pieces of her usual equipment, though she was certain it wouldn't be necessary to use any of it.

She stretched, and idly watched the others playing along the beach. A soft grin covered her face, and though she didn't try to let it out, the warmth of her resolve flame radiated out and joined the heat of the sunny day. It carried with it a sense of joy, wonder and calm that only those especially close to the woman would feel, and even then, only if that's what they wished to be feeling at this very moment.

It certainly was her own wish.