Beach episode, part 2
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"Ina fuck, she's hot," Stella mumbled. Matt and Tekh both chuckled from where they were building their sandcastle, now turning into more of a sand-kingdom.
Gordie pushed herself up from laying facedown on her towel. Por wolf-whistled, leaning towards the blonde woman to get a better look at her boobs falling out of her top. Stella slapped him without taking even a glance away from the woman she was looking at, sending Por face-first into the sand. Gordie laughed, stretching and rolling over.
"Blue hair?"
"That is definitely indigo, but yes. Think she's a magician?" Stella asked.
"Yep," chirped Gordie. "I can feel it from here. She's new to magic, feels like, or maybe not very experienced."
Ref lifted his sunglasses as he sat up on one elbow to look at Gordie. "Magicians can feel how skilled other magicians are at magic?"
"Not necessarily, but I'm, like, really good at magic. I'm not Dalan, remember?"
"When have you ever let us forget?" Emerald mumbled from where she lay on a towel between the two. Ref rolled his eyes, settling his sunglasses back on his nose and crossing his arms behind his head when he laid back down.
"Fair enough," Gordie giggled.
Matt and Tekh gave each other a look through one of the half-built walls of their biggest sandcastle. They nodded. Then both men looked where Stella and Gordie were looking. Neither said a word, instead shrugging and turning back to their sandcastling.
"She'd fit the uni well, huh?" Por said, resigning himself to laying down and spreading his legs out. Stella nodded a little.
"Yeah, right," Matt scoffed. Por and Gordie both looked at the black-haired operator. He looked up, feeling the gazes, and shook his head. He sat up straight, pointing at his hips. "It would be too baggy. She's got good proportions, but they're not Geechis-approved."
"I thought we were supposed to leave work at work," Ref grumbled.
"For real?" Stella asked. She kicked some sand at Matt. His mouth drew into a cocky grin, blue eyes sparkling and a stray chuckle escaping him.
"C'mon Stella, have I ever been wrong about this?"
Emerald mumbled something in a foreign language, to which Ref hummed his agreement. But Stella and Matt were now glaring at each other, Stella frowning and Matt grinning.
The black-haired operator shoved a thumb to his own chest. He trilled, "Don't forget who taught you how to calculate distances. Plus, years of experience. I'm the master at stupid shit like this!"
"Prove it," Gordie teased. Matt raised his eyebrows. The blonde beamed.
"You sure you wanna challenge me?"
"If you're so good, guess me first," Gordie insisted.
Matt laughed. "Gordie, half of Harmony knows your measurements. That's hardly a challenge."
"More than half, I hope! But sounds like you're chicken to me," she said, poking his back with her toe. Matt shook his head.
"Fine, if you insist. 99, 76, 104."
Gordie's jaw dropped. Matt crossed his arms with a loud laugh. Por and Tekh both looked towards the blonde woman in the sand, heads tilting to the side slowly. Gordie ignored them, beaming at Matt.
"That's incredible!"
"Yeah, whatever," Stella grumbled. Matt patted her shoulder consolingly. "Do someone we don't already know."
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