"I want all of it," Finn admits, grinning at the pokes. "And you know I'm always hungry. Not hungry enough to stop, yet. Let's see where the trail goes next." He pokes Poe back for good measure.
The trail leads back up as there are cliffs to either side of the beach, and the views are great - aside from a few other islands in the distance and the occasional trail of a cruising ship in the sky, it's ocean and sky everywhere. There are a couple skimmers out on the water here and there, mostly liight fishing craft but there's one that just seems to be zipping around and creating a huge wake.
Finally there's a bench under some shade trees, and Finn takes a quick break for some water. "This is good, this trail. Might be able to jog it every morning."
"You gotta pace yourself, just like with dessert," Poe says. It's definitely the same concept. "Trail for now sounds great."
And it's a wonderful walk, Finn has that right. It'll be a good run too. "Great idea. Though you better take it easy at first." He definitely needs to run it himself, that's for sure. He still needs to keep himself in shape even if they are on leave.
He doesn't elect to sit, but rather leans against the bench next to Finn, arms loosely crossed. "Look at that sky, though. There better be some flying in that list of yours."
"I am pacing myself," Finn complains, but he's smiling. "All kinds of things I could be doing right now if I wasn't." He's definitely not avoiding looking directly at Poe's bare chest when he says that, nope. He's paying attention to...the birds. Yes. Definitely the birds.
But that gets a laugh, and Finn looks at Poe again, eyes fresh and amused. "Should have guessed. Parasailing? Gliding? Or you gonna rent a trick craft?"
"I got the all-clear on swimming. No stress on my back. Climbing, heavy lifting, wrong kind of stretches, that's out." So. That's not a no on the skinny dipping. "The hotel have an indoor pool? Hot tub? Hot tub might be good."
Poe with a skimmer is either terrifying or a ride unlike any other. Maybe both. "As long as I get to ride and you do all the fancy stuff."
Yes, he has rather noticed that's not a no. The dumb Dameron mouth has probably gotten him in trouble again. But it's normally fun trouble that he gets himself into, at least. "Who needs an indoor pool when you have all this?" He gestures out to the sea. "Don't know if they have a hot tub, but it's worth checking. If not, there's a really nice, huge tub in my room at least. Don't know if you checked yours."
But Poe, there are people out here. "I gotta show off my new swimsuit after I get it, don't I? Hot tub, though--hot bath if they don't have one, sure." But he likes the idea of a hot tub with Poe. Skinny dipping. You can't go skinny dipping in the bathtub.
Depends on which bit of the beach, Finn. It's a big ocean. "Just getting one so you can model it?" he teases. "Well, we'll check when we get back. I bet a soak would do you some good after all the hiking around." After the way he's been cooped up on the ship for so many days.
He sighs happily, looking out over the horizon. "There's nothing like this on Yavin 4. Lakes, but no major oceans, none warm enough to swim in. I can't wait."
True. If they find a secluded cove or two, he might reconsider. "It's half for laying around on the beach in anyway, isn't it? So it ought to look good on me." He is counting on Poe to help him out with that part, since the only fashion sense Finn has is whether or not that armor's practical.
"We better keep scoping it out, then. C'mon." Break time is over - time to see what's next on the trail.
"True. Though then it depends on how you feel about tan lines." Poe grins and gives Finn a little bump again. "Finn, the secret is that you're gonna look great in almost anything."
Okay, not everything because he can think of some really revolting colors that Finn could pick, but other than that... But almost anything, and nothing at all. Whoops. Divert, divert!
Poe takes the lead for a bit as they keep going, looking for paths down to the beach, private coves where the water isn't too turbid, since that's what would be best for swimming. He spots one with bright white sand where the waves aren't coming in strongly at all. He gives Finn an excited grin. "This looks perfect."
"You think so? Even with this thing on my back?" Meaning the scar, of course. Not that it's unusual to see people with scars in more obvious places, or limbs missing entirely, but--it's still new, he's still self-conscious about it. As long as Poe thinks he looks good, though, there's nobody else on the planet whose opinion would matter.
When they get to the cove, Finn looks over it with a critical eye more accustomed to evaluating combat situations than vacation spots, but either way he likes what he sees. The cliffs rise just high enough to shield it from casual observation and the water looks clear and calm thanks to a breakwater row of rocks farther out. "Looks good. You want to stop here now or try to get some swimsuits first?"
"Of course I think so," Poe says. "I know so." He sure thinks Finn is hot, scar or no scar. Probably not the time to mention this, though. The only bad thing about that scar is it also makes him think about how Finn looked when they loaded him onto the medical cart, and that had scared the hell out of him.
Oh heck with it, they've already walked for a while and he's here because he wants to swim and let loose. So he grins at Finn and gives his shoulder a little shove, then takes off running for the beach. "Last one in has to buy dinner!" He calls over his shoulder.
Finn shouts and runs after him, pausing only to kick off his boots and--well Poe did say skinny dipping, and that sure looks like he's taking his shorts off, yes it does. Two can play at that game, and Finn races ahead to splash into the water. It's pretty shallow for a while, but eventually it's deep enough for actual swimming instead of wading. The saltwater stings a little on his scar but not badly enough to stop him.
Of course, once Poe's close enough, Finn shoves a wave at him. "Ha. Gotcha."
Well gosh Finn, who wants to walk back in damp shorts? You have to think ahead, buddy.
He follows Finn in--the water is perfect--and manages to not inhale the little wave. He splashes Finn back. "Hey Mr shouldn't be running newscaster he has a back injury. Guess you're getting a free meal."
The scar doesn't look bad at all, really. Maybe it's that the rest if Finn looks so great, it's easy to forget that angry red line.
It's not that he hasn't seen Poe in various states of undress before, but Finn still can't help checking him out in the crystal-clear water. Yep, still looking great, no change there. Poe Dameron is almost unfairly attractive, but then, Finn's probably biased because he's always got a smile turned in his direction.
"Good, cause I want to try some fresh fish! Damn, this water's nice." He splashes out a little further so he can barely touch the sand at the bottom. If this is typical for this planet, no wonder the whole place is billed as a tourist resort.
"Well, if you want to go easy on my credit chit..." Because fish is probably going to be the cheapest thing here, considering the environment. He laughs, and follows Finn with a few easy arm strokes. "See, I have the best ideas."
Once near, he pokes fun in the shoulder and then twists away.
"No reason not to try it--hey!" Are they playing swim tag now? They can do that. Finn pushes off the bottom for a little extra speed so he can catch up for a return poke, heading off at a right angle toward the deeper waters so he doesn't have to completely lose his momentum. Maybe he should dive under to hide better? Opening his eyes underwater stings a bit but, like with his back, it's nothing he can't handle.
...It also gives him a less distorted view of the rest of Poe's body, which is no bad thing.
Finn catches on quickly--he always has. Poe immediately gives chase, kicking after him strongly. Hah, and then Finn dives, nice try. Poe's used to coat being three dimensional; he's more comfortable with this than chasing someone around on land, really.
He pretends to not see Finn and goes a little past him, just waiting to splash when he comes up for air.
Damn, Poe's not moving any farther away. Finn shoots up at an angle since he does, eventually, need air, but it's not far enough away not to get caught. After a few more rounds Poe emerges as the uncontested victor, and Finn raises his hands in surrender (once he's back in the more shallow area).
"You win, Poe. Does that mean I gotta buy dessert?"
Once they're done play fighting, Poe settles down to floating along on his stomach, head tilted out of the water. "I've never said no to a handsome guy wanting to buy me dessert. Thanks for volunteering."
Seems fair. They're at least earning their chow tonight.
It is only fair, if Poe's going to buy dinner. Besides, he'd do it anyway just because Poe likes desserts and calls him handsome.
Finn kicks up until he's floating on his back. It feels so good to be floating like that, looking up without pressure and not even needing a painkiller, that he doesn't even seem to care how very naked he is. "We ought to come back here, too. We can try out the other beaches, but this is a good size for swimming."
Finn lazily splashes in Poe's general direction at the mention of food. Now he's just getting hungry. "Maybe some towels. We gonna dry off in the sun or what?"
Not that he's ready to get out quite yet, but the trail does still go on a ways and there might be a good surfing beach somewhere else. Or a fishing spot. Poe mentioned he wanted to do that, too, and Finn isn't sure what makes a good fishing spot.
"Towels. If you want to get technical. But yeah, I figured dying in the sun today sounded nice." What's lazier than that, laying around on a beach during leave? He's looking forward to it.
Poe's not really sure how to fish either; from what dad taught him, fishing is just an excuse to sit around and drink lager, which sounds like a great thing to do on leave as well.
He flicks a little water at Finn in return. "Or we could just stay in the water and turn into fish. I'm okay with that too."
"I call that rock to dry off on. I want to eat the fish, not turn into one." He'd dry off on the beach, but getting sand in his scar seems like a bad idea and he likes looking up at the sky.
Also, he's starting to get hungry. Thanks, Poe. It's not that he has a one-track mind, he swears.
"Think there's a restaurant at the end of the trail?"
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The trail leads back up as there are cliffs to either side of the beach, and the views are great - aside from a few other islands in the distance and the occasional trail of a cruising ship in the sky, it's ocean and sky everywhere. There are a couple skimmers out on the water here and there, mostly liight fishing craft but there's one that just seems to be zipping around and creating a huge wake.
Finally there's a bench under some shade trees, and Finn takes a quick break for some water. "This is good, this trail. Might be able to jog it every morning."
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And it's a wonderful walk, Finn has that right. It'll be a good run too. "Great idea. Though you better take it easy at first." He definitely needs to run it himself, that's for sure. He still needs to keep himself in shape even if they are on leave.
He doesn't elect to sit, but rather leans against the bench next to Finn, arms loosely crossed. "Look at that sky, though. There better be some flying in that list of yours."
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But that gets a laugh, and Finn looks at Poe again, eyes fresh and amused. "Should have guessed. Parasailing? Gliding? Or you gonna rent a trick craft?"
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Okay that last one sounds good, if challenging because he'd kind of like to see Finn naked and really shouldn't be letting his mind wander there.
"I was thinking, rent a skimmer for a day and just go play. They have two seater models if you're in for some fancy flying."
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Poe with a skimmer is either terrifying or a ride unlike any other. Maybe both. "As long as I get to ride and you do all the fancy stuff."
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He sighs happily, looking out over the horizon. "There's nothing like this on Yavin 4. Lakes, but no major oceans, none warm enough to swim in. I can't wait."
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"We better keep scoping it out, then. C'mon." Break time is over - time to see what's next on the trail.
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Okay, not everything because he can think of some really revolting colors that Finn could pick, but other than that... But almost anything, and nothing at all. Whoops. Divert, divert!
Poe takes the lead for a bit as they keep going, looking for paths down to the beach, private coves where the water isn't too turbid, since that's what would be best for swimming. He spots one with bright white sand where the waves aren't coming in strongly at all. He gives Finn an excited grin. "This looks perfect."
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When they get to the cove, Finn looks over it with a critical eye more accustomed to evaluating combat situations than vacation spots, but either way he likes what he sees. The cliffs rise just high enough to shield it from casual observation and the water looks clear and calm thanks to a breakwater row of rocks farther out. "Looks good. You want to stop here now or try to get some swimsuits first?"
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Oh heck with it, they've already walked for a while and he's here because he wants to swim and let loose. So he grins at Finn and gives his shoulder a little shove, then takes off running for the beach. "Last one in has to buy dinner!" He calls over his shoulder.
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Of course, once Poe's close enough, Finn shoves a wave at him. "Ha. Gotcha."
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He follows Finn in--the water is perfect--and manages to not inhale the little wave. He splashes Finn back. "Hey Mr shouldn't be running newscaster he has a back injury. Guess you're getting a free meal."
The scar doesn't look bad at all, really. Maybe it's that the rest if Finn looks so great, it's easy to forget that angry red line.
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"Good, cause I want to try some fresh fish! Damn, this water's nice." He splashes out a little further so he can barely touch the sand at the bottom. If this is typical for this planet, no wonder the whole place is billed as a tourist resort.
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Nah. Stop overthinking things, Dameron.
"Well, if you want to go easy on my credit chit..." Because fish is probably going to be the cheapest thing here, considering the environment. He laughs, and follows Finn with a few easy arm strokes. "See, I have the best ideas."
Once near, he pokes fun in the shoulder and then twists away.
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...It also gives him a less distorted view of the rest of Poe's body, which is no bad thing.
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He pretends to not see Finn and goes a little past him, just waiting to splash when he comes up for air.
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"You win, Poe. Does that mean I gotta buy dessert?"
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Seems fair. They're at least earning their chow tonight.
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Finn kicks up until he's floating on his back. It feels so good to be floating like that, looking up without pressure and not even needing a painkiller, that he doesn't even seem to care how very naked he is. "We ought to come back here, too. We can try out the other beaches, but this is a good size for swimming."
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Our spot. In a friends only way. He's got this. He can do it. He's totally not checking Finn out, wet and glinting in the sun. Definitely not. Crap.
"Beach seems pretty nice too. Can just bring a blanket or two and lay around. Get some sun." He snickers. "Bring some food."
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Not that he's ready to get out quite yet, but the trail does still go on a ways and there might be a good surfing beach somewhere else. Or a fishing spot. Poe mentioned he wanted to do that, too, and Finn isn't sure what makes a good fishing spot.
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Poe's not really sure how to fish either; from what dad taught him, fishing is just an excuse to sit around and drink lager, which sounds like a great thing to do on leave as well.
He flicks a little water at Finn in return. "Or we could just stay in the water and turn into fish. I'm okay with that too."
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Also, he's starting to get hungry. Thanks, Poe. It's not that he has a one-track mind, he swears.
"Think there's a restaurant at the end of the trail?"
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