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@poisonedspider early morning surfing beach week

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Technically, it was early morning.

Technically.

Blitz hadn't actually slept though. So, for him, he was still debating whether or not it even was morning at all. Sure, the sky was a little brighter red than it had been a few hours ago, but... well, shit. Did that even count? Fun as it was to be here, this didn't really feel right as far as beach vacations went. Blitz had seen people who were at the real thing, and he knew that no matter how hard Hell tried, it was never the same.

So, when he saw Angel Dust out on the beach, he made what was probably going to be a terrible mistake, committing to a ridiculous plan.

Blitz grabbed a surfboard, tucked it under his arm, then managed to get a longboard as well. That one was a lot fucking harder to manage for him, but given how tall Angel was, it seemed a lot more the spider's size. He was strong enough to carry both boards, at least, even if it was a struggle to resist the temptation to dig his claws into the longboard. Blitz didn't want to ruin it, though, so he just kept readjusting his hold as he dragged it down towards Angel. It was really just the two of them on the beach at this hour, the waves were small and listless--and lame for surfing--and the end of the surfboard seemed loud as it hissed through the sand where Blitz had to drag it.

But all the same, when he made it to Angel, there was a definitely glint to his eyes and pure mischief in the imp's grin.

"Hey, Angel. You got some time?"

Blitz hefted up the bigger surfboard and offered it to him. The spade of his tail was twitching--a sign among imps that he was absolutely up to something and was barely trying to hide it, although the Sinner might not know that. Not that Blitz was hiding much at all, strictly speaking; Blitz was wearing little black shorts that fully revealed muscular thighs, and had a black cotton shirt on--unbuttoned, of course-- showing all of the toned muscle down his abdomen. There were large snowy-white patches of skin all over his body, the same as Angel would have been able to see on his face before. Blitz was wearing gloves again today, as always when he met Angel, but they were smaller than usual, just covering his hands to the wrist rather than going halfway up his arms the way his favorites did. One of his gloves had a glittering golden crystal embedded in it today, almost the same gleaming color as his eyes. There were usually large yellow pads on the backs of the gloves, so it wasn't that unusual, impact-absorbers to protect his hands during combat, but the gem was far prettier, sparkling in the red light.

Despite not having slept, the imp looked energetic and awake, genuinely pleased to see Angel.

"Paddle out with me. Even if there aren't any waves to catch. Please."