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[brigid_moran]

Brigid awoke in the woods near her house.

It wasn't the first time she'd done so, not here and not at home. Being so connected to the Earth meant that often she'd hike in the outdoors and sometimes rest herself against a tree and fall into a nap, or even full sleep.

This was, though, the first time she'd awakened at the sun's rise, naked as the day she was born, with no knowledge of how she'd gotten there.

"Right then. Somethin's more than a little off with ye, lass," she told herself even though there was no one around to hear her but the trees.

There was something else off, or maybe on was a better word for it. She felt rested, truly rested, for the first time in weeks. As she sat, then stood up and stretched, Brigid did a little self-inventory and smiled. Gone was the nagging fatigue, the fuzziness in her mind. Instead, there was a feeling of being able to take on anything that came her way.

She laughed and dashed for the water for a quick ocean swim as the sun cleared the horizon. She'd revel in the water a bit, change, then head in to the shop. Her fingers nearly itched to get to her clay, to see what it would tell her to create today.

Find Brigid either running/swimming naked near her house, or later at her shop bent over her wheel

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[scaledtokill]

There was no place Robert loved as much as the ocean. It was filled with incredible wonders, things that no one had ever seen before. While there were certainly beautiful sights on land, as far as Robert was concerned none of them compared to what he saw under the waves. Of course, sometimes, something beautiful could be found in both places.

"You know," Robert said, rising up out of the water a ways off from where Brigid was. "If I knew you were the type to go swimming naked I would have invited you for a dip."

Not that he was complaining or criticizing, especially not since he was as naked as she was.

[brigid_moran]

Brigid's eyebrow raised when Jack surfaced just ahead of her in the open water. "I do many things naked, as it happens. Do ye often swim in th'ocean at th'break of dawn then, Jack?"

She could see enough of the chest to note that it was a fine one and had no doubt that the rest followed that trend. Instinctively, she licked the salt water from her lips.

[scaledtokill]

"I do, it's a wonderful time to get some time to myself, although I certainly don't object to this morning's company," he said, eyeing her as she swam closer. She was mostly hidden by the water but he didn't need to see any more than he had when they first met to know how gorgeous she was.

[brigid_moran]

"I can't say I'm mindin it much m'self," Brigid commented as she moved further out towards him, keeping herself buoyant with the water's help thanks to her whispered words to direct it. And because she was just a little perverse, she kept the sea churning around her to obscure her own form under the surface.

"Most would find it a bit too cold for swimmin this time of year."

[scaledtokill]

Robert could tell that she was doing something to the water and the siren part of him hated that she was manipulating the ocean but he pushed that aside. She wasn't hurting anything other than his desire to see her naked.

"Where did you come from? I don't see a towel anywhere on the beach."

[brigid_moran]

"I live here, just beyond the trees there," Brigid replied, pointing to her little house, the front porch of which just visible through the treeline beyond the rock and sand shore, not caring that it left part of her breast exposed while she did it. "I woke up naked in th'forest and felt so refreshed, a swim seemed th'perfect way t'celebrate th'feelin before I headed in t'the shop t'work."

She arched a brow at him again. "As I'm sure I'm th'only one livin out here, I'd ask ye the same about how ye got here."

[scaledtokill]

Robert enjoyed the view as Brigid pointed, not of her house but her. It was only a bit but like the rest of her, it was beautiful. He also found it rather interesting just how casual she seemed to take waking up, naked in the forest.

"Go out and about in the woods naked often, do you?" He asked with a smile. "And I woke up naked in my own bed but decided to go for a long swim."

[brigid_moran]

"I"d say this qualifies as a long one."

Brigid frowned, just a little, as she thought about it. "I often walk naked in th'forest. Ye Yanks are a bit more conscious of it than most and th'animals certainly don't mind it, but I didn't do it intentionally this time. I went t'sleep in m'bed and woke in th'forest. As I finally slept soundly after weeks of trouble, maybe I needed th'connection. I'm not terribly worried about it."

[scaledtokill]

"And I can't even admit that I knew the view would be worth it. And I don't imagine anyone would mind if you walked through the forest naked."

Which wasn't entirely true, because this was New England and people had a certain sense of propriety in these parts. Those types of people were absolutely no fun though.

[brigid_moran]

"If they have, they've certainly not made mention if it b'fore now," Brigid grinned back. "And I can't say I'd give it much mind if they did. Yanks are a bit too odd about th'human body fer my taste, actin like it's somethin t'be hidden away rather than celebrated."

She eyed what she could see of his chest, a very impressive chest at that, and grinned. "Definitely celebrated."

[scaledtokill]

"I've never been overly concerned with modesty," Robert admitted. As a siren, he often found himself naked or scaled in the water and it felt completely natural to him.

"And what sort of celebration did you have in mind?"

[brigid_moran]

"Probably not the one yer thinkin of, Jack," Brigid laughed lightly as she directed the current to take her towards shore. "But I've coffee and oat cakes if yer after a bit of breakfast before swimmin back home again. I'm not much for cookin, but I've managed t'do m'mam proud on the cakes."

Once her feet touched the sand beneath ocean, she started walking and shed the water as she did so, returning it to it's home from her body and hair until she stood on the shore, completely dry. Okay, so, she was showing off just a little, but Jack was a powerful man in many ways. Something told him that letting him know she had power of her own wouldn't be a bad idea.

[scaledtokill]

Jack watched her walk out of the ocean, enjoying the view. There was no missing the magic that shed the water off of her, no matter how distracting the sight of her naked body was. She had an absolutely fantastic ass so the sight was very distracting.

Diving under the water his siren form rippled over him, scales flowing over his body. When he rose out of the water he left them on for a moment as he walked up the beach, considering it only fair that she saw what he was. A moment later, the dark grey, metallic looking scales rippled away from his body, leaving just his skin behind.

"Well, I suppose a celebration with oat cakes isn't a complete disappointment."

[davin]

Davin does his best to drag himself out of bed to go running at least four times a week. He goes in the morning, because after work he's usually in the mood to go home and veg out, or go out and find some fun. He'd rolled out of bed earlier than usual because he has appointments this morning, and he's been following his usual route along the edge of the woods and towards the ocean.

He's damp with sweat and breathing heavily by the time he gets to the water, and he does a bit of a double table at that sight of a girl swimming naked through the waes. Davin grins and gives an amused shake of his head, ready to keep running, but the girl surfaces again and Davin has to lift his hand to shade the glare and get a closer look.

"Brigid?" He calls out, using the proper pronunciation. "Is tha' you?"

[brigid_moran]

Brigid surfaced and looked over to the shore. "Aye, Davin. And how are ye this fine mornin?" she called back before making her way to shore with the current's help.

She climbed out, unashamed of her state of undress and not bothered by it in the slightest.

[davin]

Davin isn't uncomfortable with nudity, but he's also never really seen anyone naked unless he's about to have sex with them. And he's never seen a naked woman, in person at least, so he can't help but to blush and reach up to grip the back of his neck.

"Not as well as yourself, it'd seem." He laughs and looks around, not spotting any towels or clothes. "What are ya up to out here, other than runnin' 'round naked as the day y'were born, that is?"

[brigid_moran]

"I'm feelin this side of brilliant," Brigid smiled back, squeezing the water from her hair and letting it drape down her shoulder. "T'was th'oddest thing, really. I went t'bed last night just as normal and woke this mornin out in th'woods, bare as the day I was born and lyin in the leaves. Felt better'n I have in weeks t'boot. Maybe I was needin a bit more of a recharge than I get just walkin barefoot?"

It seemed the most logical explanation to her since she'd never lived so long in a city-type environment. On the family farm, she was never out of touch with the Earth for so long as she was here.

[davin]

Davin frowns a bit, brows furrowed in concern as he tilts his head. He sort of wishes he had something to offer her for coverage, but she doesn't seem to mind. He finds himself glancing at her breasts, trying to see what the big deal it. They're pretty, he guesses. If you're into that.

Wow, he's being rude. He blinks and does his best to look back at her face without it being obvious that he was looking anywhere else.

"Is that normal for ya then?" Davin asks. "Wakin' up in the woods?"

[brigid_moran]

"No," she laughed, then sent the water and salt from her body and hair with a few mumbled words in old Irish. "Wakin in m'bed or in the cot in m'studio's the normal, but if the Earth's what I needed, reckon m'body found a way fer it t'be so. I shouldn't be holdin ye up on yer run though. I am sorry to have disturbed ye. Would ye like a bit of water b'fore ye continue?"

She noticed where his eyes landed and since his eyes remained interested rather than lustful, which she'd have expected from a boy his age, she drew her own conclusions. Considering how she'd seen Liam attempt such when he'd been struggling, she thought she most likely had the right of it.

[davin]

"Well, if you're sure it's okay, then I won't worry about ya." He shakes his head and shifts his weight from foot to foot, stretching a little. "I'm about done, so you're not keepin' me."

He's gotten over the shock of her nudity pretty quickly, but then he blinks and looks at her. "Unless you want me to get out o' your hair, 'course."

He watches the way that she manipulates water with obvious interest, ears straining to hear the old words whispered into the air.

[brigid_moran]

"I think m'hair can stand ye in it," Brigid laughed and started walking towards her house. "Come on then. I can feed ye tea, if ye'd rather. And oatcakes if y'have a taste for 'em."

Once inside, she picked up the sundress she'd obviously discarded the night before and slipped it over her body. "I may not be much for cookin, but I can make m'mam's cakes well enough."

[davin]

"I'd be a fool to say no t'that." He follows her into the house and looks around interestedly, chuckling to himself as she pulls on her dress. He's sure a lot of guys in this town would kill to be in the position he just was.

He takes a seat at the table and spots a metal travel mug in the dish rack, grinning innocently up at her as he holds out his hand and makes the mug come soaring into it. "Maybe I will take that water, if the offer's still there."

Maybe they can have a magic-off.

[brigid_moran]

Brigid watched the mug travel the length of her kitchen and quirked a grin at him. "Handy, that. Ye'd come in handy in th'shop when I leave m'tools on the bench and don't bring them t'my wheel."

She went into the fridge for a bottle of water then looked at him over her shoulder. "Are ye able t'turn the kettle on for me?" she asked with a cheeky smile indicating the electric kettle on the counter.

[davin]

Davin laughs and then lights up as he hops off the stool. He brings the kettle back to the table with him and touches the top of it, making it turn on. Metal he can wield with his mind, but when it comes to electricity he actually has to make contact. It's actually something his grandmother helped train into him. He could probably learn to do it without touch, but he kind of likes having a handicap on a power so potentially dangerous.

He lets go of the kettle because he doesn't need to be touching it after the initial spark, and then smiles up at her. With a small twitch of his nose, the metal lid of the kettle lifts along along with Davin's eyebrow.

[brigid_moran]

Brigid grinned and went with the mood he seemed to want to play with. She turned the tap on and spoke to the water, collecting it in her hands and guiding it into the now warming kettle, then quirked her brow right back at him before turning back to the fridge for marmalade and jam.

"The rest I'll have t'do the boring, human way," she replied with a wink as she went to the breadbox for the cakes.