Drifting Away

Who: Jay, Katrina, Mk. 9, Big Pink Tree
Where: The resort beach
When: During shore leave
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<<SNIP>>
> Mk.9 looked out at the articifially generated waves.
> "It aint home, but it'll do."
> He pulled his surfboard out of the sand and ran with it
> into the waves.
<<END SNIP>>
*Rustle!* echoed out across the beach, and the Big Pink Tree suddenly
came bouncing out of the palm trees edging the sand, accidentally
sweeping a cloud of sand into the air, most of which caught Jay in the
side of the head just as he went to lie back down after yelling at Mk.
9. The Big Pink Tree appeared not to notice, and continued bouncing
down to the shore as Jay spluttered angrily behind it.
Mk.9, just starting to head out against the waves on his surfboard,
was mildly surprised to see the Big Pink Tree float past, a few of its
roots twirling like propellers.
"Hey, you can swim?" he asked as the Tree moved on past. It rustled a
response, but the fact that it was speaking Tree and was also
partially underwater meant that whatever reply it was just sounded
like confused gurglings to Mk.9.
As the waves increased, the Tree turned sideways and allowed itself to
be carried back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...
This was possibly, the Tree mused to itself, the most relaxed it had
ever been.
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OOC: The Tree's floating away in relaxation. :) Tag anybody. Onion,
I haven't used Keto, as I don't know how much you want to use him to
continue the blackmail subplot, so feel free. ;)