Drift Away (open)

Harlow's cream colored flats easily moved across the rocks as she headed down the shore. adjusting to her new life was easy but it did have some ups and downs. finally at the sandy part she took off her romper, shoes and sunglasses as she revealed a two piece swimsuit that fit perfectly on her, only a small bit of cleavage was showing. heading back to the cliff, she stood on top of it with a deep breath, before jumping. the air zoom passed as it tried to grasp her skin, before she entered the cool water. popping back she smirk before swimming back to her stuff and sat on her towel.

Ronan sat in a tree, watching the water's tide as it moved in and out. His leg hung from the side of the branch as he relaxed in his usual leather jacket and jeans. He'd left his supplies at the castle, not wanting to drag it all with him. Though he still had his dagger of course, he could never leave it behind. His hair was rather messy today, sticking out in every direction seemingly possible, though he didn't mind. As he was sitting in the tree something caught his eye, it was a girl no doubt, but it was hard to tell who it was from this distance. So Ronan got a little closer, hopping from tree to tree with ease, almost falling once, but despite being rather scrawny he had enough upper body strength to just pull himself back up with ease. He continued through the trees at a run until he came to see the girl. Harlow? He'd seen her around, but had never really talked to her. He let out a whistle and clapped as she dove, but simply stayed in his tree to watch the sun reflect off the water some more.

"Oh, Hey Ronan!" she said as scrambled to but her cover up on and scooted over on her towel."Here come sit and we can chat for awhile." she patted the spot beside he and gave a friendly smile. Sure.... Harlow hasn't talked to him much, but she should try to folllow her leader's advice.

Ronan slid from the tree and landed in a rather large bush. He wasn't sure what kind of bush it was, but it had thorns... a lot of thorns. He let out a yelp and jumped from the bush. Ronan stumbled into the open yelling various cusses as he pulled thorns out of his hands. He was rather lucky that he wore his jacket or he would have a lot more thorns to take care of. His face was rather scratched up, and it stung every time he took a step. He guessed that he had twisted it, but he simply straightened back up and bit the inside of his lip. He was still smiling of course by the time he reached Harlow, he pulled some twigs out of his hair and sat down like nothing had happened. "So, how was your day?" he asked casually. His face was a bit red, he of course had just embarrassed himself in front of a rather attractive woman, but it wasn't the first time.

"I guess you can not that exciting or something to ponder over..." she reached up to squeeze the water out of her hair which started to frizz a bit but not to much. "How about yourself, anything Speical happening with you lately?" her lips pursed together as sand touched and tried to enter mouth. Using the back of her hand she quickly wiped it away.
(Sorry if it's super short, my muse was lacking.)