“ huh? ice cream? ”

a blink - his ears pinched back for just a second, mentally debating whether or not to admit his issues here..
only to decide, “ what's ice cream anyways? ”

“ right? but come on, you can't deny at least we're pulling it off, ” he chimed right back, taking the chance to lean his arm down onto her shoulder for support.

“ the real two hotties at the beach right here!
and the only two with real taste. ”

“ 'm. no clue who that is, so can't say i'd notice anyways. ”

grumbling briefly, he hefted himself up onto a chair designed for someone much larger than he was. his body stretched, tail fluffing out, and he tucked both hands behind his head.
“ felt alone in bein' the only fuzzy one. ”

hands rested loosely at his own hips, eyes closing to take in a deep breath before letting it out.

“ paradise? far from it. 's like nothing but hot terrans here, which 'm not complainin', but there's no cyborgs or anyone with fur. makes me feel like 'm standing out. ”
another shrug.

“ obviously, sweetheart. ” snickering loosely, he pulled a similar loop from his straw hat, draping it around his own neck.

“ so bygones are bygones! or however that terran saying goes. let's enjoy a flarkin' proper sun coloring. ”

⇥ @luna-snow.bsky.social

“ HEY! hee! miss's. ”
waving hands, some trotting paws, and a creature so sincerely enjoying the party for a change -

and he offers her an almost-necklace of beaded flowers, grinning wide.
“ it's not done. wanted to give it before i forgot's all. ”

⇥ @vibraniumprotector.bsky.social

﹙ one of the people he didn't know here that well.
but that didn't mean he wasn't eyeing him up, trying to gauge if his belongings were worth stealing.

.. until he realized the man's rank.

a reluctant hand offered his wallet back. “ hey. here. ”

“ you better - we can't waste this scutt. i'll be careful too. can't believe how expensive it was.. ”

quietly stepping over, he took off his hat enough to offer out the back of his head and his ears - infamously hard places for him to get to without clawing. “ works on you, right? ”

“ yeah. the one that's supposed to work with most mammals around suns this intense. ”

all the same, these requests weren't ones he commonly gave either. nobody was allowed to help. but he trusted this one guy more than others, holding it up.

“ scratch my back, i'll scratch yours? ”

⇥ @halfhumanhalfalien.bsky.social

“ QUILL. ”

struggling through the sand, he had to practically shake it out once he came too close. “ i need help with the sunscreen. ”

“ yeah yeah - dead meat to dead meat. ”
one offhand brushing on his pants as well, mimicking, only to offer up a brightly colored liquid in a martini glass.

“ how's it look, stray puss? ”

“ Not a raccoon. Call me that again, and you might need that defense mechanism back. ”

snickering in a half-threat, paws hooking on his friend's loose beach shirt to keep a good hold, front hands resting behind his head.

“ You're still missin' a lot, ” he remarked. “ Let's get 'em! ”

⇥ @hank-mccoy.bsky.social

﹙ tired, barely interested in standing, the cyborg took a second to trot over to the largest figure nearby.
his ears were down, embarrassed grumbling in suit until he came close, soon giving a grin. ﹚

hey. big pal. mind if i tag along for a sec?

⇥ @weaponxavier.bsky.social

﹙ that's a sour face if he'd ever seen one.
but this was the beach. and they need to keep up a bright time, even when the water could ruin hair.

he practically jumps on the other man's back, tossing a necklace of flowers around his neck. ﹚

ta-dah!

⇥ @victorcreed.bsky.social

﹙ DONK -

went the hit of an empty beer can against the hunter's head, followed by an obnoxious cackling from behind him and a bright, sharp voice. ﹚

HEY! come get a cocktail while you can!