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Allenby Beardsley	The World Martial Arts Tournament is underway! If only semi-officially as the B bracket qualifiers are currently being worked through, determining who will be in the tournament proper. As was probably suspected, Allenby Beardsley is a participant in the tournament and therefore has been hanging around Papaya Island.     Therefore Kenji was told to come here if he approached Allenby to ask her out. She was actually genuinely surprised by the request seeing as how Kenji always came off as pretty reserved to her. She seems happy and curious about it either way! He'd be directed to meet her at the beach and encouraged to bring swim trunks.     Allenby can be found waiting there, a rental chair in the sand, a towel folded over it, and a surfboard nearby. She stands with her hands on her hips, watching the ocean. She wears a bathing suit with colors that match that of the mobile trace suit but minus the whole schoolgirl look. A blue sarong is tied around her waist, one end dipping to the knee while the other is nothing more than a knot at her hip.
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji *is* reserved and quiet, but it's not on purpose. He's a high-school thug, after all, only now realizing that maybe he can be more, and not just because he has a god stapled to his soul. It took a lot of encouragement from his friends at Shinra, but eventually, he took the step and asked Allenby out, though his face was red and he stammered over his thoughts a little more than he'd've liked. He'd tried to be cool about it, but he'd just ended up failing miserably.      So he was surprised she'd said yes.      Like...*really* surprised. Like, Kojin didn't even /make fun of him/ about how surprised he was. He'd spent the rest of the day with a weird little smile and a small blush on his face, until he realized she'd directed him to meet at the *beach*.      The /beach/.      That was serious-grade stuff for Kenji. That had turned his little blush crimson, and he'd been forced to hide his face for *hours* from Kojin's laughter as he sought out a swimsuit worth wearing and hurried to get there on time.      In fact he arrives a little bit early, and just sort of stays at a distance, trying to decide how to approach. Confident walk? Thug hands-in-pockets grumble? A little swagger?      This was exactly like when he'd gotten her the game. He'd put too much thought into it, and it'd made him do something dumb. He should just...move forward. Just, one foot in front of the other.      Before he knows it, he's walking up to her, one hand in his pocket. "H, hey," Kenji offers, trying to look like he's not looking at her. He's wearing a simple black set of swimtrunks (he likes black, apparently) and a tee-shirt, making it really easy to see the knife-scars and muscles that decorate his body. He's someone who's spent a lot of time on the street, that's for sure.      "You, um. You..." Kenji falters again, scratching the back of his neck and looking off. The experience he has in this area remains minimal. He'd even sort of practiced in front of the mirror earlier, and that was totally different to actually seeing her again in person after the movie and lunch.      Damn Shinra.      "...you...you look really good," he manages finally, scratching his cheek and staring off at the ocean as hard as he possibly can, as if imagining that he's /somewhere else/ right now.
Allenby Beardsley	If Kenji observes her for long enough, he'll notice that she doesn't seem to have a watch on her. Clearly she tells time with her cell phone, right? Even then, wherever she may be hiding it right now, she isn't checking it, suggesting that time may not be much of a concern to her right now. Every now and then she'll scoop up a plastic water bottle and take a sip. She's sweating just slightly under the sun and, curiously, doesn't look any more tan than the last time Kenji saw her despite her being here for over a week now.     The Neo Sweden team isn't immediately in sight though there is a large group of old guys in khakis, Hawaiian shirts, and sunglasses gathered at the Coffee Shop cafe that's close-ish to the beach.     Kenji finally approaches. "Oh, hey, you made it!" Allenby grins, clearly looking him up and down (ooh, /scars/). "Glad you did. You know, I didn't even think about whether or not you like the beach. I just figured you probably didn't really go to one if you lived in the city in Japan." She falls silent, listening as he tries to stumble his way through saying something.     Allenby turns to look at him, which probably doesn't help his nervousness, but maybe the smile she gives him afterwards makes it all feel worth it. "Aww, thanks Kenji." she stretches a little, clearly not modest about her own body. "You're looking good too." For a few moments that grin is a mischevious one. "Hey I don't suppose you've ever tried surfing before, have you?"
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji's not creepy enough to observe her until he finds out where she keeps her cell phone. He's not really all that creepy, but staring at someone for that long...nah, that's not really his style. He does, however, take notice that she literally hasn't tanned, and that she's sweating a little. It's not.../that/ hot, is it? He wonders. Maybe he's just inured to heat because he spends time as a literal merged-fire-god-thing. He'd have to ask later.      The Neo-Sweden team goes unnoticed, because Kenji has no idea who they are.      "Ah, yeah, I mean, I wouldn't...I wouldn't bail or anything." Kenji looks awkward for another moment, "I asked you, so...it'd be...you know, it'd be pretty dumb of me to bail. Uh, yeah, I mean, I'm not...I've been to the beach once or twice. I don't go often."      "I mean, I don't hate it or anything!" He waves his hands in front of him. "Just...I don't...go often. Do, uh, d'you like the beach that much? I didn't know there were a lot of beaches in Sweden."      Allenby stretches. Kenji attempts to both watch and not watch in a classic display of a guy trying not to overstep his boundaries. "Th, thanks. It's just a tee-shirt...uh, no. I've never surfed before. I'm willing to try, though, I just don't promise to be very good at it?"
Allenby Beardsley	Spoiler alert: Allenby's phone is one her beach chair. Along with what looks like a discarded shirt. Seems she has no thoughts that someone might come along and steal it-though anyone that steals from Allenby is really going to get it.     The close Kenji draws to Allenby the sooner he'll notice that she smells faintly of coconuts. It's probably some kind of suntan lotion-or more accurately, sunblock. "Oh, no, it's not that, I just heard it's apparently weird or something for the girl to tell the guy where they're going on a date." Allenby shrugs, "Whatever, you showed up. As for me...well, I've only been to a beach once before, back on Earth. The colony didn't really have them since it took after a more mountain-ish geography in the faux-terraformed parts. But THIS place has a beach so I'm gonna take advantage of it before I get locked up in the sky again!"     Allenby grabs the surfboard and swings it around with ease, not hitting Kenji at all despite the awkward bulk. "Neither have I but it looks kind of awesome. I've been trying all day and...haven't really been able to do it at all. Here-" she passes him the board and heads off into the water, tossing her sarong behind her onto the beach chair.
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji scratches his cheek. He actually likes coconut, for Reasons That Will Be Revealed Eventually. "It, it is? I mean, I haven't...exactly...done a lot of these," he admits finally, because it really is painfully obvious to anyone who *isn't* like Allenby and Kenji. "...it's not like I mind, I don't care. I don't think you go on dates for the *where*."      Kenji scratches the back of his head again as Allenby swings the surfboard. "So space doesn't have beaches? Man, that's kind of a drag. But you guys get a crazy view, right? I mean, you get to see Earth rise every day and stuff?"      And then there's a surfboard in his hands. She admits that she doesn't know how to, either, and that puts him a little more at ease. Okay. He wasn't sharing in a hobby and looking like a goon, he was sharing in a *whimsy* and looking like an amateur. That was...that was /better/.      Kenji watches her head off into the water before he slides the board down onto the surf. He'd seen a movie about this, right? He lays out on the board and starts paddling after her.      "Hey, Allenby?"
Allenby Beardsley	"Neither have I. But we're both different so we don't have to follow the rules or tropes or whatever, right?" Allenby sounds a little flippant about that before she pauses, "Hee, oh, you don't, do you? I guess you're right about that. No, space doesn't really have beaches. Well. Not entirely true. Some of the colonies have their own indoor fake beaches but they're basically big swimming pools with sand. There's really no way to capture a beach with such limited space, I guess? You're right, though, we always get a view of the Earth."     She shrugs, "For what it's worth." And wades right into the water, waves crashing against her in the surf but not knocking her down despite her wiry teenage girl frame. She's about to duck under a wave to move past the breaking point when she hears him call out.     She turns around to face him, the waves breaking against her back, soaking her blue hair, "Yeah, Kenji?"
Kenji Kawasaki	"Never really been big on following other peoples' rules," Kenji agrees as they hit the water, "THey're not really there to help anybody but the guys up top. And I guess I just don't see eye to eye with them."      "...I'd still like to see that sometime, even if it's-"      She gets hit by a wave in a page straight out of a romance novel. Kenji works his jaw for a moment, trying not to look like a total idiot.      He's about to say something when the wave catches the board. Whatever he was going to say gets cut off as he's tipped over the side by the sudden imbalance and spun under the board, fingers still clinging to it. He lets go, the board scattering onto the sand, and comes up for air, spitting out saltwater and coughing. He's fine, it just takes him a second.      Dutifully, he trudges out to grab the surfboard, his face beet-red.      But he doesn't want to stay silent. "So, uh, did you manage to play that game? Was it any good?" That was a safe topic to bring him off how stupid he felt right now!
Allenby Beardsley	The sudden rush of water by her head does a little bit to cover up the awkward pause Kenji suddenly inserts due to him gawking at Allenby in that moment. Though anyone watching could hardly be blamed for that urge. When the sun hits the drops of sea spray, it makes it look like the very air around her is /sparkling/. The pause also gives her a moment to figure out exactly what Kenji is talking about.     "Oh yeah, I did promise, didn't I?" Allenby admits. "I'll have to convince the others to let a visitor come. Shouldn't be too hard." she actually has no idea. She's never had anyone 'over' at the colony, much less a guy friend.     Then Allenby realizes she's been talking to nobody and Kenji has been washed away by the waves. She laughs, wading after him. "Oh yeah! That happened to me a few times too!" At least that might make him feel a little less bad about her laughing at him. "The game? Oh yeah, of course I did! I couldn't just let a game sit there so, you know, I took steps to make sure I could." Up to buying the correct console for it but she doesn't say that part out loud, "Thank you for that~" she grins, beckoning him back out into the water before she ducks under a wave, now slightly beyond the breaking point and up to her neck in water.
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji does not hear Allenby express that she needed to convince people, or he would've said something. In fact, that's kind of weird, but, again, he was underwater at the time, so he heard 'm mu muuu muu, mu mu? mu mu muuuu', because the water is the devil where sound is concerned.      He grabs the board and lays back down on it, nodding at her, his face burning. Yeah, her telling him it happened to her *did* make him feel a little better. It was nice to know ridiculously talented kung fu supergirls screwed up, too. He paddles out after her, determination replacing the blush. He wa going to figure this damn thing out.      As he gets up to sit on the board, Kenji looks back over at her. "Yeah, uh...yeah. No problem. I'm...I'm really glad you liked it."      No. No, he probably shouldn't tell her yet. She'd...well, what if she thought he was lying to her? No, Allenby didn't seem like that kind of girl. She didn't seem like...well, maybe?      Ugh, indecisions.      And then the wave catches him in the face again, knocking him clean off the board. He brings himself back up to the surface and spits out some more water, and this time, he laughs, too.      "Okay. That's way harder than it looks."      "A friend of mine was telling me some shit like 'become one with the board and feel the waves under your feet' but that's really damn hard."      "Hey, I've got an idea. What if you stand up and I help you balance till a wave comes?"
Allenby Beardsley	SAwkward she might be, she did seem to know her way around an ego. Why would Allenby single him out for embarassment on a date? She might be working for the Confederacy but she's not pure evil.     That he comes back from the setback and comes back out impresses the Gundam Fighter and she quietly files away this plus to herself. "I know, right? Half the time I can't even catch a wave. Then standing up? Man, forget it. I don't understand how it can be so hard to balance on that thing when it's moving." she points at the surfboard with her chin as she paddles closer to Kenji once he returns. "Become one with the board? I swear that's a line straight out of Surf Ninjas."     She gets close enough for her to grab the edge of the board, enabling her to peer up at him. "You helping me balance, huh? Sure, let's try that out! Move over." At that, Allenby tries to haul herself up onto the board.
Kenji Kawasaki	Allenby's kindness is perhaps crueller than she knows.      "He was making shit up," Kenji adds, a little grin spreading across his face, "He doesn't know how to surf at all. And since nobody else seems to know I guess we're on our own."      He steadies the board for her as she climbs up, making sure she doesn't fall over. Kenji is stronger than he looks, though not by much, since he looks pretty strong to begin with. The street brawler's also a better swimmer than he looks like, since he's managed to stay basically upright while she does. He waits for a wave to come in, resisting the urge to steal a peek.      He fails like twice, but he's only human.      "Wait, is Surf Ninjas actually a thing? Like, a movie or a game? How is it?"      And then, incoming wave!
Allenby Beardsley	"Oh good. I don't know what I'd do if I had to deal with getting judged by your friends." Allenby grins, sliding up on her belly and carefully swinging one leg over the board, mindful of Kenji's location so she doesn't accidentally kick him in the face. He, at the very least, get some pretty good close looks at her as she monkeys around into a good position. Unlike him, there aren't any scars on her body from the looks of it-unless they're somewhere covered by her bathing suit.     "It was seriously a movie." Allenby confides as she moves to stand up on the board. At least here it seems she can balance. She's able to keep it up, in fact, even when the wave comes and the board is released to ride along. She remains upright for a few feet of the board as it surfs along the wave but falls over as the board fails to keep up the momentum.     Her blue haired head peeks up out of the water shortly after. "Woo! That was farther than I've gotten all day!" excitedly, she swims over to retrieve the board. "Let's keep doing that, Kenji."
Kenji Kawasaki	Well that...actually worked. Kenji admits to some surprise as he treads water. It had basically been a fifty-fifty shot.      Still, it brings a grin to his face as he paddles. He was learning that he didn't much care for water anymore. Maybe it was Kojin's fault or maybe he was just wildly out-of-practice with swimming. He paddles after her, a little slower than he'd like, until she peeks her head up from the water.      "Kinda reminds me of biking," he considers, "Looks like if the board gets slow it gets harder to stay on without somebody holding it. Maybe we need to go further out, or get a bigger wave? Ugh, I wish that useless god was a water god or something."      It takes him exactly a moment to realize what it was he'd just said, and then he overreacts exactly like anyone might when they accidentally said something really dumb. He covers his mouth and looks away, a blush spreading over his face. Sure, it's more noticable that he said something now, but logic doesn't play into that kind of reaction!      "Uh...th-that is, I..."
Allenby Beardsley	"I think you're right. Maybe we need more momentum in the water. Maybe these waves are too small." she paddles over, pushing the board with her as she meets Kenji halfway. "I'm kind of embarassed actually, my balance is usually /much/ better."     Then Kenji let's something odd slip and Allenby stares at him for a long time. At first she hadn't believed what she heard but given Kenji's obvious 'shit I wasn't supposed to say that' reaction to it, well...     "Wish that usless god was a water god?" Allenby lifts an eyebrow, "What god are you talking about here, Kenji?" she doesn't sound super GASP GODS ARE REAL? shocked at least. She's had enough multiverse exposure already to figure that one out. (Including that there are things /beyond/ gods.) When he turns away, she swims after him and pokes him in the back with a finger, right between the shoulderblades.     "Alright mister, explain that one."
Kenji Kawasaki	At some point Kenji'll learn not to open his damn mouth. He's still a rookie secret agent, though. And *technically* he'd been given permission to say that he had superpowers if he wanted to. He just...he hadn't meant to let it slip like that. He'd meant to do something dynamic and, like...      Well, save her, but that was silly, because she was *way* better than he was at fighting. What would he save her from? That was a goofy fantasy. Charging in to take a hit from a gun would probably make her *angry*, not impressed.      Kenji sighs and scratches the back of his head, hanging off the board and not quite looking at her. How did you explain this? How did you even start?      "I, uh," Kenji begins.      Good start.      "L, listen, I wasn't...trying to keep anything from you or anything. I just didn't know how to approach it. I, uh...I'm not...I mean, I *am* a street brawler, I *do* hit people, I don't have any powers on my own or anything, that's all totally true, I just..."      "...um..."      Kenji sighs. "Fuck it."      "Sometimes I merge with a god of fire and fight monsters."      Yep. That sounded exactly as ridiculous out of his mouth as he thought. He hangs there for a moment, watching her guardedly. Would she think he was *fucking crazy*? Would she get mad at him for sorta-kinda lying to her?      Girls were so damn unpredictable.
Allenby Beardsley	In all honesty, Allenby has never been saved before. Her current arrangement aside, she's never really been put in that precarious a position before. Perhaps it was only a matter of time as the dangers of the Multiverse made themself more known-both without and within.     She stares at him expectantly, holding the board as steady as possible. It bobs in the not-yet formed waves, not rough enough to dislodge either passenger. With the support of the board, Allenby stops treading water and just lets her legs dangle. "Go on." she presses as he fumbles.     He finally outs himself. No powers of his own, no, but able to merge with a fire god? "...huh." she thinks this over thoughtfully. "You know, a few months ago I would have dismissed that as crazy talk. But this is the multiverse and that stuff happens so I pretty much completely believe you." she edges around on the board, getting closer to him, staring at him intently.     Allenby looks interested. "So what kind of monsters?"
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji is still a guy who wants to help people, after all. It can't be helped that some of his fantasies revolve around doing exactly that.      There's a moment of visible relief as she both believes him and doesn't get mad at him, which is a double-header of fantastic. He was expecting her to yell at him for lying to her or something. Kenji shrugs a little, from across the board. "I mean...horrible ones?"      "Japanese monsters, mostly. Kamaitachi and oni and stuff. I haven't been doing it very long. Like, a year at best, maybe. It's all kinda new to me. I mean, I bet there are other kinds of monsters out there, but...that's pretty much all I've fought. Oh, and, I guess a Yuki-Onna?"      Kenji suddenly realizes that perhaps Allenby does not know obscure Japanese monsters.      "Um, a Kamaitachi is a wind-weasel, oni are, like...ogres, I think is the word?...and Yuki-Onna are ice devils who take the shape of pretty girls," he adds helpfully.
Allenby Beardsley	The thought of yelling at someone for lying to her never really crosses Allenby's mind. It was one of those reactions that had been conditioned out of her by the Neo-Sweden military a long time ago for their own selfish reasons.     "Most monsters are horrible, right?" Allenby teases, scootinga little closer. She is now directly across from him on the surfboard, staring right into his face as he speaks. It's clear he has her full attention on this subject. "What, like those demon things? Yokai? I've heard of some of those, like the oni, because they show up in some video games." Allenby admits, "But that's nothing. You actually fight this stuff for real?" she leans forward a little, now becoming UNCOMFORTABLY CLOSE to Kenji.     The explanation is actually needed. Oni seems to be the only name she recognized because she definitely does not know what a kamaitachi or Yuki-Onna is. Even wind-weasel gets a skeptical-sounding, "Wind weasel? Japanese monsters are weird. Hey is that what you do with those friends you were talking about that one time? Back in Japan? Where we first met?"
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji watches with mixed fascination and awkwardness as Allenby gets REALLY CLOSE. It's a battle of willpower that he somehow wins out on, keeping his eyes fixed on hers. It's not hard. Her eyes are pretty large.      "I mean, I think so? There are some...uh, who aren't awful. I think it's like people. Sometimes you get some pretty awful ones and sometimes you get some pretty good ones. I haven't been doing this long enough to really...know. One of my, uh, my friends is a...a fox, I think she's a kitsune? And she's alright. And I guess Kojin - the fire god - technically counts as a monster by the same metric, and he's..."      Kenji stops.      "And he's a giant asshole, but he's basically okay otherwise?"      Her closeness is...distracting. He's a teenage boy, of course it is, but even so, Kenji's not used to people this up in his personal space, particularly not energetic, peppy, happy-go-lucky people, and Allenby is literally all of the above. He shifts a bit, awkwardly. "Uh, yeah. They're...kinda weird, but, y'know, I didn't make 'em up...and, uh, yeah. They...we fight monsters. Kinda like superheroes, I guess, but without masks and capes and with things that are actually..."      Kenji sighs. "Honestly, actually pretty freaking scary. You should see some of these things. They get huge. Huge, and...tentacle-y. And weird. Like, more-eyes-and-mouths-than-a-living-thing-should-have weird."      He thinks about this for a moment.      "...you wanna meet one?"      Beat.      "A monster, I mean, not a weird tentacley too-many-eyes thing!"
Allenby Beardsley	Sometimes Allenby knows not the terrible power she wields. Other times she's definitely doing it on purpose. Right now it's hard to tell what her intention is as she scootches close to Kenji across that surfboard. Fortunately, the action does not seem to stop him from talking about himself, which isn't something Allenby wants to happen right now anyway. This was some great stuff she was hearing.     "There are non-awful demons-oh, a kitsune. Those can go either way, right?" Good thing Xiaomu isn't listening right now! Nor does Allenby really know enough about Japanese mythology to pick up the nuances between youkai and kami. "But most are evil, I think. I...think. You're the expert here in this stuff."     She folds her arms on the surfboard and rests her chin atop them.     Allenby makes a face, "Huge and tentacle-y? Hell it's only a matter of time before I encounter one of those. I mean, just look at my Gundam, it's pretty much destiny-wait, have I showed you a picture of the Nobel Gundam yet? I don't think I have....I'll do that later. Anyway, go on. You fight these things all day with these other guys? And with your fire god friend? -oh, yeah, sure, I'll meet one."
Kenji Kawasaki	Allenby's terrible power is the *most* terrible.      "No, uh, she's...she's okay. I mean, Kojin - uh, that's the fire god - makes fun of her a lot, but honestly the kitsune is pretty nice. You'd probably like her. She'd probably like you, too." That is a terrifying prospect that makes Kenji's blood run *cold*. He pauses for a moment, watching Allenby's reactions.      "No...uh, your Gundam is the giant robot, right? No, I don't think you've shown me a picture of it...why? What's it look like? A schoolgirl or something? C'mon, Japan's not /that/ bad. THat's, like, that's just..."      Kenji pauses.      "Look, Japan's not *that* bad."      "But, uh, yeah. I mean, not all day, but it's...you know, it's what we do. We fight monsters to help people. To...protect people. Because, you know...monsters." He shrugs.      "I dunno. I'm still kinda new at it. I don't know why they attack people or anything."
Allenby Beardsley	"Oh, then I'd definitely want to meet her." Unfortunately for Kenji, there has already been rumblings between the pair. On video games. It was a while, though, but they're bound to recognize each other again due to their mutual hobby. Seems like Kenji won't be getting out of that one at least.     Mentally, she's kicking herself. "It's the giant robot." Of course, they're drifting among the rollers in the ocean, her phone's on her chair. Kenji's not getting a picture for now. But when he asks what it looks like, specifically, if it looks like a schoolgirl, Allenby laughs. It's her turn to look embarassed, "Well...." she starts, but not finishing the thought aloud, leaving Kenji to speculate.     The embarassment passes and Allenby returns to looking downright fascinated by Kenji's job with Shinra. "A year doesn't sound new. But if they've been at it for longer than you have-" Much longer in the case of Xiaomu, "-then I guess you'd still get seen as the new guy. So where's the god hang out?"
Kenji Kawasaki	The segue from 'your robot looks like a schoolgirl' to 'Allenby in a schoolgirl uniform' is almost instantaneous, and Kenji actively feels bad about it, his face going Vampire Red up as blood rushes to it. That was...an image, alright.      "Uh," Kenji offers, "Yeah. I'll...ask her if she doesn't mind. It should be cool." Slowly, Kenji gets his blush under control, unaware of the horrors that await him introducing Allenby to Xiaomu. Oh well. Girls aren't exactly easy to handle.      "Kojin usually hangs out in my soul," Kenji tells her, then follows it up *immediately* with a, "Don't ask, it's complicated. Um, but, he's not here today. I...kinda asked him to give me privacy when I'm..."      His face goes red again. "Y', y'know. Out."      He shifts on the board, uncomfortably.      "Plus he hates beaches. 'cause, you know. Fire god. Uh, you can meet him later, if you want. He's kind of an asshole."
Allenby Beardsley	Kenji's sudden blushing does not go unnoticed. Allenby can't help but smile, her deliberate words left unsaid pretty much working just as intended. Though he'll probably be disappointed later when he learns that it's the Gundam that wears the fuku and not Allenby herself. Then again, that mobile trace suit...     "Awesome!" she exclaims when Kenji agrees to letting her meet his demon kitsune co-worker. Hopefully she won't actually call Xiaomu a kitsune when that happens or things could get ugly!     Her eyes widen suddenly and she interrupts Kenji before he can continue, "You're /soul/? So he's always with you?" she reaches a finger across the board to poke him in the chest, "Right there? Is he watching us right now?-" 'But he's not here today' "-oh. Huh." she withdraws her finger, watching him squirm and artfuly dance around admitting that this was a date. Allenby smirks at this.     "I wouldn't mind meeting him." she grins, "I know plenty of assholes so meeting another makes no difference to me. Well except the part where he's a fire god. I guess I'll keep a bucket of water ready. C'mon." Allenby suddenly reaches over the board to tug at Kenji. OH NO GIRL TOUCHING. "It's your turn to try!"
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji will have all sorts of weird feelings about that Trace Suit, that's for sure.      "Ah, yeah...I'm sure she won't mind. She's pretty upbeat. Besides, you both play video games, you'll probably get along really well." HAH. HA HA. THIS iS HYSTERICAL. Kenji has no way of knowing.      Allenby pokes him in the chest. "It's, I mean...it's kinda weird. He...I don't really know *where* he goes. I just made him promise not to watch or ride sidesaddle or anything. That'd be...seriously creepy, you know?" Kenji shrugs a little. Then he sighs. "It took him a while to admit that he *could* do that, though. He needled me for hours when I first tried to make him tell me."      "Water doesn't really...I mean, he's not, like, physical. He's a little ball of...spirit...stuff, I guess? Without me around he can't affect anything here. I'm like...he merges with me and we can affect things on both sides, I guess."      Tugged onto the board, Kenji stumbles for a moment. Allenby gets a pretty good look at his legs, just as he did at hers, as he stands himself up and wavers on the board. It takes him a moment to find his balance. He's not really very good at this.      When the wave comes, though, he's on the board, and manages to stay up for a whole ten seconds before he spills. He crashes into the water, disappearing under the surf for a long moment.      When he emerges, he's grabbing at the board and coughing.      "I guess having somebody else helping makes it a lot easier," he says finally.
Allenby Beardsley	Allenby wiggles in excitement at that. "That'll be cool. I don't have any friends who are girls." She cannot honestly claim to have connected with any of the other ones in the Confederacy, nice some of them may be. "Gosh, it WOULD be seriously creepy. I hate being spied on. Haaaaate it." she grumps, "So I guess Koijin can't be that much of an asshole if he'll give you that, right?"     Though being in the middle of the ocean might be helping him keep that word.     Allenby steadies the board while Kenji stands-and yeah, she is checking out those muscles for both professional and personal purposes. She thankfully does not make any comments about that, pushing along the board as she helps him line up for the next wave. "Here we go!!" she exclaims, letting go as the wave takes over. She ducks down and swims ahead of the wave just slightly so she can watch his short-lived flight.     Though when he doesn't pop back up that quickly, she starts to get a little bit worried. Kenji probably can't hear her sigh of relief over the crashing of the waves when he pokes his head out of the water. The blue-haired Gundam fighter swims over to him, latching onto the board along with him. "Heck yeah! I wasn't even able to stand when I was trying to do this earlier. Though maybe you secretly have a knack for it."     Should Kenji glance at the beach he might notice that someone's standing on it with a set of binoculars. Looks like one of the older men from the cafe. No real sense of how long he's been standing there, though.
Kenji Kawasaki	Being in the ocean helps Kojin keep his word a lot more than not being an asshole. He hung out with Kenji the *entire time* he was spending time with Glitter. There was no word-keeping there, only *assholery*.      "If I have a secret knack for this, I'd like to trade it for something more useful, like literally anything," Kenji replies without much malice, "This is goddamn hard."      He kicks at the board a little more. "I don't think I've been to the beach in forever, either. I'm glad I remembered how to *swim*. Although I guess swimming's kinda..."      Kenji shifts a bit. "...it's kinda lost its luster after I got to fly. Alright, your turn. We'll get this down eventually."      As Kenji helps her up and steadies the board, his eyes catch sight of the glint of binoculars. "Hey, is somebody watching us or something?" He asks, looking up at her for entirely altruistic reasons this time, "Or is that just, like, some tourist or something?"
Allenby Beardsley	"I dunno, I bet you could impress girls with it." Allenby teases as she hauls herself up onto the board, lying on it belly-down. "Girls are impressed by guys doing difficult things, right? I mean just in general, not me. Well. Er. No, what I mean is I'm not like normal girls? Er...forget it." she abruptly pulls herself up into a kneeling position, still using her hands to balance against the board.     "Fly?" Allenby immediately perks, looking over her shoulder at him, "Can you fly with Kojin's help? Argh, so jealous, I've wanted to learn how to fly ever since I saw those Saiyans doing it." Her slight pouting fades away as Kenji points out that dude on the beach.     Allenby shades her eyes with one hand and squints. "Oh." she says, her voice dripping with dismay. "It's one of the guys from my team. Definitely Doctor S." Allenby lifts both of her hands and gives him double middle fingers. "Nosy bastard." The man seems to look away afterwards, lowering his binoculars. He turns and walks back to the cafe.
Kenji Kawasaki	Allenby's reaction actually gets a grin from Kenji. It was nice not to be the ONLY one off balance. He nods, dangling off the end of the board, his grin wide. "So you're not impressed, huh?" He demands. He could needle, too! He wasn't totally inept at human conversation. His shoulders rise and fall in mock surrender. "Then why am I even *bothering*, I mean, if I can't even impress a hot girl, what's the point?"      "Ah, yeah. We can fly, teleport...throw fire, pass through walls...heck, if you want, I can take you flying, later. I'm sure Kojin won't mind." Translation: He better not. "It's pretty amazing. We can go out over the ocean and see fish and stuff, or if you want we can go across the world. We're fast."      Allenby's abrupt change sparks a moment of surprise in Kenji. "Your mech team?" For a moment, he's about to ask, but seeing her give the double-fingers is...well, he's surprised, for one, but for the other, he senses perhaps that there's some deep-seated distaste there. He pauses.      "Hey, so. You wanna go back in, and I'll call Kojin and we can go flying and duck those guys?"
Allenby Beardsley	"Heeeeey..." Allenby huffs at the return needling, smiling despite this. After a too-long time to really be considered a proper combat passes, Allenby finally says: "You get to spend time with a hot girl, right?"     It does little to quell her excitement, "You can fly /and/ teleport? Wow, that's practically /unfair/." More pouting. She's clearly jealous but not enough that she's going to turn down the offer: "I would be down for that. Or up for that, literally speaking." She is super on-board with the idea of going for a fly with Kenji. So much so that even her irritation with her spying team mate does little to reduce that.     "Yeah, he's the supervisor. Nosy old <goat>." A word of Swedish slips in, "They've been getting really fussy when I've been hanging out with guys lately. I guess this might be what having an overprotective father is like but without the charm." She doesn't spend much time considering Kenji's second offer, her answer being nearly instantaenous, "Ooh, yeah, let's do that." she ducks back down so she's lying on her belly on the surfboard again, hands dangling over the sides so she can propel herself on the board. "Full speed ahead! Let's get back to the shore before he returns with the others." Sure enough, it does look like Dr. S is chatting amongst other older dudes at the cafe.
Kenji Kawasaki	"I guess that, yes, I do get to hang out with a hot girl," Kenji agrees, "So I guess surfing's done that much for me? More than some things."      More thana *lot* of things.      "Yeah, it's pretty cool. We flew up to the edge of the atmosphere once to watch the sunrise, but I only got to watch it for a few seconds before we had trouble breathing. The sun just kinda peeking over the edge of the horizon was...really amazing." Kenji starts kicking towards the beach, keeping Allenby steadied as he pushes them along. He's strong enough to move them both, with help from the tides, so she can just sit along and brush.      "That word sounded way more awful than I think it actually was," Kenji offers, "But, hey, I mean, if I'm overstepping my bounds or anything..."      And then she lays down on her stomach and Kenji forcibly diverts his head up to the sky. "...and...uh...stuff."      They kick up to the shore. Kenji bails, stands, and snaps his fingers. A little puff of fire burns to life in front of him, slowly taking shape. A set of eyes emerge from the front of it.      "So this is her, huh?" The voice asks. It sounds like sparks flying from a flame, "She's *really* cute. No wonder you went for the second date."      "This is the fi-" Kenji cuts himself off. "Shut up! Allenby, this is the asshole god, Kojin."      "God of the Hearth. Hi. He talks about you a lot on the radio. He's /really/ nervous."      Kenji takes a swing at him. His fist passes through. Kojin laughs.
Allenby Beardsley	"Huh-yeah, the air gets really thin up in the atmosphere. Sounds like you weren't high enough up there to run into reentry issues." Allenby observes with a disappointing lack of awe over atmospheric sunsets. She doesn't try to stand as he pushes her along, merely enjoying the ride, scooping up water and helping in her own way.     "Nah, don't worry about it. They're just being fussy and old. As for what that word means..." Allenby smiles mischeviously, "I'm not going to tell you yet. But it was in Swedish."     Once close enough to the shore, Allenby rolls off the board and stands. She rounds on Kenji immediately to watch as he summons Kojin on the beach, staring. The shock of hearing him speak passes quickly and she seems to be restraining the urge to poke the fire god with a finger. He's a /fire/ god, after all. "Well, he's got good taste, I'll give him that." she laughs, laughing harder as he keeps talking to the point of prompting a swing from Kenji.     When she sees his fist pass through /then/ she tries to poke Kojin with a finger. "Funny." she looks over her shoulder then makes a face, "Ooh, we better hurry."     Dr. S is returning. The rest of the Neo-Sweden Gundam Fight team is in tow, meaning a small army of pasty middle age guys is approaching.
Kenji Kawasaki	Kenji notes Allenby's disappointing lack of awe for all of a moment before remembering she literally lives in space. Living in space probably destroys the awe of seeing the sun rise from the horizon. In fact living in space probably made you think, 'oh, hey, it's a sunrise' like most people on the planet who don't get up to see them. It was amazing how jaded living in space could make you.      It was amazing Kenji wasn't more jaded, come to think of it.      Kenji looks over her shoulder at the approaching scientists. He nods, and reaches out. Kojin disappears, reappearing in the palm of his hand.      Kenji holds out his hand in front of him. He mumbles something under his breath, then shoves his hand into his chest, his eyes closing his like he's in pain.      When they open, they are on fire.      The fire spreads across his body. It goes up through his hair, turning it red. It burns through his clothes, turning his shirt and pants white. The fire rings around his chest like an emblem, a circle with a star mark in the middle forming on his tee. The fire burns, and burns, and burns, and then, in less than a second, it's done, and he's floating there, eyes aflame, untouched by gravity.      "So..."      Kenji holds out his arms. "Hop on."
Allenby Beardsley	Celestial movements are a lot less impressive from space. It's also one of those things that Allenby's relly taken for granted. A sunset was just a thing, not really something she could spend an extended amount of time enjoying. Perhaps her mind could change.     Her attention is solely on Kenji and Kojin as the two merge, the Gundam Fighter watching the whole thing. She doesn't move back, even at the flames, curious to see if she can feel any of the fire from him as an observer. "Whoaaaah..." she intones, "Wow, he even changes your clothes a little. Just like Mario." she comments, the image of Mario in his fire flower outfit coming to mind.     She takes little urging to 'hop on', grasping Kenji's shoulder and hopping into the outstretched arms. Only then does she look back at the approaching pack of scientists, giving them a saucy wave goodbye.