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Banyan Tree Resort, Friday [Evening]

The temperature was holding at a not-so-chilly 27 degrees celsius (or eighty degrees fahrenheit for some of you). As night fell, a few clouds formed in the sky, but so far they seemed to be drifting past peacefully, releasing no unpleasant showers on the resort.

Nightfall meant the bars were open and booming, but there was plenty to do elsewhere, too!

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Everyone is in hillside pool villas, where small private swimming pools, veranda with sun loungers and open-air pavilion invite you to let the world pass by while spending leisurely days taking in the glorious views of the Indian Ocean and the surrounding rain forest. Thoughtful details such as the submerged 'couple seat' in the private dip pool, and an indoor sunken bathtub make up this romantic haven for two. Or kind of awkward, depending on your roommate relationship.

[Your villa assignments are the same as your suite assignments were, and can be found here. Please reply to this thread with your villa number in the subject line, NSFW threads go into your private journals, etc.]

--Food: The Banyan Tree offers a variety of options, from Thai cuisine at Saffron to Creole at Chez Lamar to in-villa room service! There are also a number of destination dining options for the romantic among you!

Relax at the infinity pool! Work on your tan, get safari grit out of your teeth, order a snack from the pool bar!

Calm your mind and take in the peacefulness of your surroundings. Allow the therapists to offer you a soothing foot bath, herbal drink with refreshments and a few minutes to leave the cares of the world behind. All Banyan Tree Spa sessions are 30 miutes long. The spa is open from 9:00 AM until 10:00 PM.

The Gym at the Spa welcomes you every day from 7:30 AM until 9:00 PM, and the tennis courts are always open for a good workout!

Or sneak out of the hotel to see what the local Mahe nightlife has to offer!

The downside of my job is that I keep finding out that the shows I watched as a child continued on and then CHANGED ENTIRELY which is clearly just wrong.

'Het Klokhuis' should never have another leader than these (and even that second one is suspect). /biased

Edited 2012-10-12 16:30 (UTC)

Funnily enough, the events of this morning had... prompted Atton to run away real hard. Run away straight into the arms of some other pub where at least he was sure people wouldn't purposefully come find him.

He ordered some booze with his fake ID and tried not to think too much about how little cash he had left.

He retreated to a corner and sat there, sipping his drink. He'd run to another universe; apparently he hadn't run hard enough. Or far enough. Maybe he should pick up his things and actually become his fake ID-- Eric Sykes from some place called New England - settle down here and let every portal close behind him until his own universe just forgot about him.

Or something.

Atton was just going to sit here and be moody and keep drinking until he forgot his old name, and, if he was lucky, his new name too.

It was entirely possible that Jono was one of the very small number of people at the pool who had absolutely no intentions of getting into it. In fact, he was fully clothed, even in a tropical bloody paradise, with his jacket with the tall collar obscuring the bottom of his face and everything.

Odds are, he wasn't going to stay that way. Not if he was intending to actually carry through with the plans he'd made to spend dinnertime with April. A man could only live on room service for so long while on vacation, even if he was hell-bent on becoming some sort of giant grey tropical hermit or something.

"Shall we start with drinks tonight, luv?"

There was a bar, after all.

Oh, April didn't particularly want to swim either. So far, the closest she'd gotten to the pool was a chair in the shade, where she'd napped all day yesterday and the day before. Mmm, naps.

"Always a solid plan," she decided. Starting with anything besides booze would be ridiculous, after all. What would be the point? "Something that isn't scary colorful, though. And no umbrellas."

"I was going to just ask what sort of lager they carried," Jono shared, because he was predictable, thank you. "I'm not exactly a fan of the tiny drink umbrellas myself, you know."

... It would be kind of hilarious if he was, really.

"Really?" Oh, April believed him, she was just giving him a hard time. As Aprils did. "I don't know, you seem like a Cosmo guy."

"Well, blast. It seems you've found me out," he replied, a little dryly. "How will I ever get through the day, now that you've discovered my terrible secret? I simply can't get through a day without a drink that's been prettied up a bit with cranberry and lime juice, after all."

"The good news is you can admit it," April said, mock-seriously. "I think they have support groups for that kind of thing."

"'Hello, everybody. My name is Jonothon and I'm addicted to girly drinks?'"

He couldn't actually remember the last girly drink he'd had.

"Just like that," April said, reaching up to pat his shoulder. It was quite a stretch. Damn it, Jono. Then she leaned forward toward the bartender to request "A beer and something pink for this guy. With a pink umbrella."

"The umbrella is for her," he supplied, helpfully. "She's just afraid to admit it."

Yes, Jono was reaching down to pat her shoulder. Not so much of a stretch for him, anyhow.

"Better bring me a Carling, too, if you carry it. I'll need something to wash that pink taste out with."

Because he'd drink it. Really, this was practically a dare, and who was he to back down from one of those? But there was no way he'd do so without a beer chaser.

And lucky for that, too, because honoring dares like this helped preserve whatever masculinity Jono still had after... well, honoring dares like this. It was a vicious and tremendously entertaining cycle.

"'Pink taste' sounds like that medicine little kids get for strep throat or whatever," April mused. "I think a more accurate way of describing--" she nodded at the bright pink, whipped-cream-ified monstrosity the bartender was in the process of whipping up-- "that would be 'unicorn and rainbow taste.'"

Jono was kind of staring at the bartender preparing the drink, wearing a look of vaguely bemused horror as the whole concoction was topped off with a cherry. And rainbow sprinkles.

"No kidding," he said, eyebrow raised. "Any drink that's topped off like that can only be intended for men looking to attract men, I think. Like the going out and drinking equivalent of just signalling with flags and being done with it."

The drink, as much as it could be considered that, was set down in front of him, and Jono eyed it warily.

"I think I might actually need a spoon for this."

April could help with that, actually! She dug a hand into her purse and presented... a milkshake spoon she'd stolen from the hotel. There was a little plastic puppy on the end of it. Very classy.

"All yours."

Beat.

"And where I'm from, the gay bar mostly sticks to rainbow jello shots. This is beyond that."

For the record, Natalie had actually been outside the villa, too. That did not negate the fact that she was there right now. But hey, she'd actually done the vacation thing, and hung out in her bikini (yes, she owned one, shock)! Even if it had been just on the veranda.

And by now, she'd pulled her kimono-ish robe on over the swimwear but still. Vacationing! At least if you ignored how she'd just finished up Peter's translations and focused on how she was leaning back in her chair with a sigh and looking at the view.

Jono took the spoon, holding the ridiculous little thing almost daintily in his huge hand, and then sighed and spook his head as he pulled his coat collar down with the other one. The bartender, to his credit, didn't comment, though there might have been a bit of a muffled cough as he politely turned away.

Jono chose to ignore that.

"I don't think I've had this much whipped cream all at once in my life," he intoned, not entirely certain how he was going to survive this experience. "Would you like the cherry? Impress me by tying a knot in the stem or something."

Okay Jace wasn't really into the whole pirates-are-cool thing, but he had to admit this bar was entertaining. And there was grog! He didn't know what grog was but it tasted good.

"Can't do that," April said, looking thoughtful, "but I can do this."

She plucked both the cherry and the umbrella out of Jono's drink and stabbed the cherry with the umbrella's toothpick end, oozing cherry juice all over her napkin, which she then dabbed over her mouth.

"Check it out, I'm a vampire."

...April might have been doing some drinking before she'd shown up for this. Maybe.

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Banyan Tree Resort, Friday [Evening]

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