OOS 108

Korrinoth 22, during the morning while waiting for Belxari to return with the Raquesval for their next adventure. It occurred during session 49. It occurs concurrently with OOS 107. It is followed by OOS 109.
== Transcription ==
Teer arrives at the beach around noon, Sors riding on his shoulders. Finding Sors a suitable bathing suit didn’t take long in Oceanside, so he took the time to change out of his cloak and into a floral shirt, for the occasion. The coast is strangely familiar, and after a moment he realizes it’s the same one he took Evelynn to in her dreams only days before.
Teer:
"Well, we're here. Welcome to the beach, Sors."
Sors:
"...can you describe it to me?" she asks in a small voice
Teer:
"Of course." Teer begins walking down the sandy path, to get closer to the ocean. "The rushing noise you hear is the sound of the waves washing up against the sand. The water moves in and out, but beyond that it's flat and goes on for what seems like forever."
Sors:
“ahhh!” “what color is the ocean?”
Teer:
"It's blue, but a slightly different colour than the sky. The sun shines off of it and makes it sparkle."
Sors:
“hmm.. don’t suppose you can describe color?” she looks up to him from holding his hand
Teer:
"Hm... it's like..." Teer pauses to think, and to lay out a beach towel for Sors. "It's dark, and calm, like a rock in your hand that's cool to the touch, but relaxing to hold."
Sors:
“oh.. that actually makes sense..”
Teer:
"Would you like to go down to the water?"
Sors:
"yeah!"
(i have my akaros floaty right?)
Teer:
Teer reaches into his bag and retrieves a dragon floaty, pre-blown up at the store. "Alright, here, hold up your arms." Teer wiggles the floaty over Sors' head and down, then adds a mini one to each arm.
Sors:
sors wiggles and does a im ready stance
"do i look cool?"
Teer:
"Very cool," Teer confirms. He takes her hand again, and gently begins to lead her down the beach.
"Probably cooler than Akaros."
Sors:
sors stops for a second feeling the sand between her toes, her hand grips teers hand a little tighter "sand is weird.."
"nono akaros is cool because he big and could do whatever he wanted"
Teer:
"Hm." Teer pauses to let her get adjusted. "Well, at least for right now he's not much bigger than you are."
Sors:
"hes as big as you no?"
"since hes inside you"
Teer:
"Erm, yes, mostly."
Teer stops where the sand turns wet, and the waves just barely reach the shore.
Sors:
sors jumps at the change in temperature and texture
Teer:
"Past here there's shallow water, if you want to put your feet in," Teer says gently. "I'll keep hold of you, but you decide where to go."
Sors:
sors bites her lip and nods. she slowly dips her toe into the end of the waves and lets out a delightful giggle "tickles!" she lays the dipped foot down full into the water up to her ankle and starts to slowly waddle forward until she is knee deep
she realizes something and turns to teer
"wait! your a robot!"
"wont it be bad for you to get wet?"
Teer:
"Oh no, it's fine, I - " Teer pauses mid-step as the water touches his foot, looking down. The feeling of it takes him off guard. "My compartments are watertight."
He sloshes forward to catch up with Sors, letting the waves hit his roots and sending jolts of temperature information up his system.
Sors:
sors notices his small jolts "are you sure youre going to be ok?"
Teer:
"Ah, I'm quite positive. It's just that I've been broken for a while, so the water didn't feel like anything the last time I was here. Now I'm feeling it for the first time."
Sors:
"just like me?"
Teer:
"Right." Teer squeezes her hand.
Sors:
she smiles up at him and walks further until she cant and the floaty takes charge
"ah! im floating! like when we went flying earlier"
"but different"
Teer:
Teer beeps cheerfully, and begins to push Sors along, walking parallel with the shore. "You're lighter than the water, so it's carrying you."
Sors:
she starts to move her legs and happily touch the water. she leans heavily on the akaros floaty to touch the water
"does that mean youre lighter?"
Teer:
"I'm heavy. I'm just walking along the ground underneath the waves."
Sors:
"does this mean you can breathe underwater"
Teer:
"Yes! Well, no. I don't breathe. But I can be underwater and not have to worry about air."
Sors:
"ohhh"
Teer:
"I would teach you how to swim, but unfortunately my knowledge there is rather limited. Maybe one of the others can when they arrive."
Teer looks to the shore, where Burben is presumably watching dutifully.
Instead of pushing her, he begins to spin the floaty round at a relaxed pace.
Sors:
she lets him smiling wide
Teer:
"Is the water alright? Not too cold?"
Sors:
“it’s warming up now that i have gotten used to it”
“is this all i do?”
Teer:
"Hm? Well, I suppose you could kick your legs around and try to swim. Or..." He pauses, then lifts Sors up. "I could toss you up in the air so you can splash down again, if you'd like."
Sors:
sors looks up suddenly to where presumedly teer is and nods really fast
"yes!"
Teer:
Teer winds up and tosses Sors upwards, letting her fall back and dip low into the water, before she bobs back up again. Then repeats the process, seemingly not growing tired.
Sors:
sors is giggling the whole time her hair getting stuck to her face and now wild looking
Teer:
The robot continues like that for quite some time, until Sors seems to have had her fill. "Do you want to go back to the beach and dry off? The water is only half of it: there's more we can do in the sand."
Sors:
"oh?"
"yeah!"
she starts to waddle/paddle to shore not making much way with her tiny legs
Teer:
Teer gently pushes her along with one hand, taking his time to slosh through the shallow water.
When he gets to the shore, he hovers his hands over Sors lightly, casting prestidigitation a few times to dry her off.
"There. Now - there are lots of things we could do - sandcastles, beach combing - that's where you look for shells or sea glass. Being buried in sand is also sometimes fun."
Sors:
"beach combing might be hard with only the three of us"
"can i bury you?"
Teer:
"Um - yes. Why not."
Teer guides her to a place not far from the beach towel, and sits down. He pulls a tiny plastic bucket and shovel out from his bag, and hands them to Sors. "Hm."
"Okay, so, the easiest way to do this is with wet sand, so you work on covering my legs, and I'll just -" He sends out a mage hand with another small plastic bucket, which floats gently towards the ocean. "Get some water."
Sors:
"oh ok!"
she reaches for his leg patting it this is your leg right?
Teer:
"Yes, that leg is mine."
Teer fills the floating bucket with water, returns it to himself, and gently begins wetting the sand as Sors covers him.
'This is fine', thinks Teer. 'It's just my legs. I'm on a beach, being covered in sand by a child. Not underground. There's sunlight on my roots.'
He looks at Sors, at first trying to mind that he didn't seem like he was staring, but then seeming to realize that neither of them have eyes, looks at her more freely.
What an odd sight the two of them must be. Three of them? Hm
Sors:
sors starts to pat in shapes trying to sculpt a very sad mermaid ish tail
they find a couple random things from the sand like rocks and shells and place it on him
Teer:
With nothing better to do, Teer begins constructing an elaborate sand castle on top of himself.
Sors:
sors finds some seaweed and lays it meticulously on teer