Athens, Greece; August 13, 2004

[dovelike]

It's sometime mid-morning when Eirene regains consciousness, staring blearily up at the ceiling and idly wondering what the heavy thing on top of her is for the three or four seconds until her brain starts clearing away the cobwebs and reveals that the object is, in fact, boyfriend-shaped. Which leads to lots and lots of blushing, and a soft, happy sigh at what they did the night before.

Hopefully not loud enough to wake him, seeing as how Clark appears to be still asleep.

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[eirenikos]

Cue less blushing, more beaming!

"Really?"

[hero_farmboy]

"Yeah, really." Is that wrong?

[eirenikos]

Definitely not. Eirene's just not used to the modern dating scene. "I'll go get changed, and then we can get breakfast."

There might a plaid shirt tossed down from the top of the stairs shortly.

[hero_farmboy]

Neither is Clark, frankly.

"Okay," he calls after her and watches the shirt sail down to the floor with a shake of his head before heading off to occupy himself with Mel while Eirene gets ready.

[eirenikos]

Surprisingly, it takes a little longer than Eirene expected, and she bounds downstairs about twenty minutes later, with half the closet still strewn across her bed. Clark's, by the way, is now whole again (though she might have taken a few pictures for posterity).

One wouldn't think a pair of tight shorts and a tank top would be so hard to choose. "Ready?"

[hero_farmboy]

"Ready," he calls from the kitchen, where he's been packing a small picnic basket. Blanket, sandwiches and salads. Nothing fancy, but it'll be nice to eat down on the beach.

[eirenikos]

Wow. "You really are a boyscout," she teases, scooping up Mel's leash from the mantle on her way to give Clark a kiss. "Consider me impressed."

[hero_farmboy]

"Prepared and everything," he agrees, leaning down to make said kiss easier. "But it's jut basic stuff. Nothing special."

[eirenikos]

"Is too." She beams up at him, possibly even reaching up to brush her fingers along his jawline before continuing on to the back door and whistling for Mel to come so she can put the leash on the overgrown puppy.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark grins, grabs the basket and a folded up towel and follows suit.

[eirenikos]

Once Mel is ready, Eirene straightens up and takes a deep breath of air. "Okay, you two, let's go find a nice deserted beach to horse around on."

Only take a few minutes to locate one by otherworldly means, which is also how they get there, somewhere between her house and Athens, provided Clark doesn't freak.

[hero_farmboy]

He won't. He's about used to it by now.

"Nice choice," he observes taking her hand and letting Mel roam free.

[eirenikos]

"Thanks." Mel's leash is removed before the dog is allowed to sniff around so she doesn't get caught on something, and then Eirene is happy to lace fingers with Clark. Aside from being with him, this is where she's happiest - near the ocean with salty air stinging her nostrils.

"This is so beautiful." And it is.

[hero_farmboy]

"It's definitely not something I can see at home. Or even that time I got dragged to Florida," he remarks, starting to swing their hands gently between them. "It's incredible."

[eirenikos]

"This is where I'd live if I could. Small house on the beach, so I could walk down and take a bath in the morning and say hello to the Nereids. I used to play with some of Poseidon's kids here. Triton still comes by occasionally."

Mmm. Swinging hands. She can totally get into this.

[hero_farmboy]

"Why can't you now?" He asks curiously, glancing over at her as they walk.

[eirenikos]

"I'd never get anything done," she grins up at him. "Totally have to drag me out of the surf after a few days just to sleep."

[hero_farmboy]

He smiles back. "Yeah, I can see how that would happen."

[eirenikos]

Smirk. "See? For the good of humanity I'm not allowed to live on the beach. It's a sacrifice, truly."

[hero_farmboy]

"I don't know how you manage," he replies solemnly before leaning down to give her a quick kiss.

[eirenikos]

"By keeping my chin up." Which, coincidently, also works for kissing tall aliens. She might try to tug him into said surf shortly thereafter.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark would normally resist - not being dressed for it and all - but he just can't say no to that look on her face. So Eirene will have a soggy alien on her hands in short order.

[eirenikos]

Puppy eyes will work wonders. Eirene knows this because Mel and Clark (mostly Mel) employ them against her on a regular basis. Besides, it's not like she can't snap her fingers and dry them both off in second. Barring a request for that, she's going to wade further into the water.

And then splash in his direction.

[hero_farmboy]

Drying them off he might just let her do afterward. He seems to be in a good mood. Wonder why.

Then there's a splash back. A big one.

[eirenikos]

No idea. Really.

The splash produces a yelp, followed by a giggle, and Mel barking enthusiastically from the safety of the sand. Of course, should Clark actually look over at the dog, there will be a slightly smaller counter splash.

Well, it'll come even if he doesn't look away, with the culprit diving fully into the ocean.