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While the event out at the Siren Cove Lodge and Resort hadn't been a bad way to start off in a new town, April hadn't bothered trying to get a room, instead opting to return to her apartment in town. She supposes she might have been able to find someone willing to share, but she's not quite prepared to jump into such arrangements, instead choosing to watch those around her, interacting with them to test the waters and see what they might be able to do for her.

Today she's doing a bit of exploring. She walks the boardwalk, looking into store windows as she goes -- a few of them are closed, their owners out at the Lodge, she expects -- and then through town. She passes the library, a police station, several cafes and small restaurants. Thus far she isn't sure what to make of Siren Cove, if the name has anything to do with what she might find or if she's just killing more time before she has to move on again. There's a part of her that wants to find nothing except a little bit of fun, but there's another, quiet part of her looking for something more. Some explanation as to what she is, where she's come from.

She's wearing a cute summer dress and a pair of strappy heels and she's dressed this way with intention. It's a sweet, approachable look and yet the heels are just unstable enough for it to look genuine when she trips, one ankle twisting as she reaches out for the nearest passerby.

"Oh, god, I'm sorry," she says, laughing at herself, looking faintly embarrassed. "It's these shoes. Are you alright?"

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[seas_open]

"Huh," April says thoughtfully and while she'd never describe herself as chasing the family she's never known, the fact that her father and siblings are out there somewhere in the world is never entirely far from her mind. She's never sure what she might do if she were to find someone she's related to, but it's not impossible that she might enjoy it.

"Well, that's more than I ever got from my father," she says with a laugh. "Which is fine, I suspect he's not much of a winner anyway."

[bachjones]

"You're going to make me fall in love by teaching me how to swim. I never heard that one before. Or were we still talking about hiccups?"

[crownofdaisies]

"Yeah, well, I'm not expecting much, to be honest," Daisy says, glancing down at the ground briefly before meeting the other woman's gaze. "I mean, he knocked my mother up with me and then left, so I suspect my father hails from the same breed as yours in terms of 'winners.'"

Daisy isn't sure what she plans to do, now that she is here in Siren Cove, the place her father wrote on the napkin. She doesn't know if she wants to find him, but then again, she wants answers potentially only he can give her.

[seas_open]

"I think I might head back home if that's what's waiting for me," she says with a laugh. "Especially after being taunted with young handsome men whose hands have yet to wander." And while April is never looking for anything serious, never looking for permanence, she can certainly see how Will's presence in her life might benefit her. She has her own money and has no reason to use him for his, but if she can situate herself into a decent place for at least a little while, this will certainly pay off.

Not that flirting with him is any hardship. She can't deny she's having fun.

[seas_open]

She could make him fall in love just by singing a few notes in his ear, but it takes time to find the right song for the right people, and April's never had much use for love anyway. For now she only smiles and rolls one shoulder in a smooth shrug. "You've never seen me all wet," she points out, her smile innocent. "You have no idea what that might do to you."

[seas_open]

As far as April knows, her father had stuck around for a few years, gotten her mother pregnant again at least once more, but she'd been taken by children's aid. She knows he'd purposely influenced her mother into drug use, too, but beyond that, she has nothing. Still, it doesn't surprise her to hear another scumbag father story. They don't seem all that rare these days.

"And this is why it's much more fun to use men instead of relying on them," she says with a laugh.

[bachjones]

"I definitely would, but I can tell you already that it won't do anything with me anymore. Except remind me of everything I've lost and how it's no fun without bullets in the gun."
He licks his lips. "That was bad, I'm sorry."

[willcabot]

"It's not my hands you have to worry about-" Will replied. His hand sliding across April's hip, feeling the dress bunch a little beneath his palm as he brings them to a stop. Looking at her with a teasing smile, he raised an eyebrow at her. "-it's my mouth. Forever getting me into trouble."

[crownofdaisies]

"I agree," Daisy nods with a laugh of her own that manages to conceal the bitterness beneath. She does want to start a new life for herself, but it's hard to let go of a volatile, potent past that rears its ugly head at every mention of a father who brought her to an entirely new state. "But I'm hoping I can just, like, settle down here. Maybe not the whole 'white picket fence' bullshit, but like, a place to call my own, you know?"

[seas_open]

"Is it?" she asks, turning to look at him when they stop. His hand is a warm weight on her hip and she can't deny there's trouble in his mouth, that much is certain, but there's a little part of her, the part that likes to play, that wants to flash her teeth sharpened to points. Just to prove there might be trouble to be found on her lips as well. But that's too much revealed at once, so when she smiles up at him, she's still entirely human, not a hint of her siren form to be seen.

"What sort of trouble?" she asks. "Or is this a show don't tell sort of story?"

[seas_open]

"Well, isn't that tragic," she comments, an eyebrow arching, her smile returning to her tried and true smirk. "I can't say I've ever heard that kind of response before. I'm almost not sure what to do with it." Except she knows exactly what to do with it. It's a challenge.

That's Bach's purpose, she imagines. It's unfair and cruel of her to think of using him in such a way, but she's never been able to resist a challenge.

[seas_open]

April doubts she'll ever be able to do the same, if only because she tends to cause too many problems in a town to be able to stay, but there's a part of her that understands the urge. It's the same part of her that wants to find her family eventually, even if she's only barely admitted that to herself.

"Two point five kids and a golden retriever to go with that white picket fence?" she asks before her smile soften faintly and she shakes her head. "No, I understand."

[bachjones]

"You wouldn't be the first, and that's okay. We can't always be the first, can we? Just as long as you don't worry your pretty little head over it. We'll both be okay. Do I need a swim suit for classes?"

[seas_open]

"You'll find I don't spend much of my time worrying about anything," she answers, resting one hand on her hip as she glances down the length of his body again. "I'd suggest it, if only so you don't scandalize the locals. It wouldn't be much of a lesson if you were arrested for indecent exposure."

[bachjones]

"Wouldn't be the first time either." He follows her gaze. "Maybe the locals are just too easily scandalized. Wouldn't I be under water most of the time anyway?"

[crownofdaisies]

"Ugh, kids," Daisy rolls her eyes, though she still smiles. She's been through the whole pregnancy scare thing once, and she doesn't care to do it again. Whenever she hooks up with anyone now, she makes sure to use layers of intricate spells and other, more human methods of protection. "I wouldn't mind the dog though."

[seas_open]

"If you're more comfortable swimming without a suit, I'm certainly not going to be the one to stop you," she answers, her shoulders lifting in a shrug. "I might wear one of my own, though. Just in case."

[seas_open]

April has never had a pet, has never lived anywhere long enough or with enough stability to even consider such a thing. She doesn't feel as if she's missing out on anything, though, and her shoulders lift even as she smiles. "You're on your own with that one," she says. "I'm not big on some having some animal trying to lick me."

She casts a glance back in the way Will has gone, then adds, "I might change my mind for him."

[crownofdaisies]

"I don't blame you," Daisy says. She wouldn't actively look for an animal to take in, but well, if a stray showed up on her door, she absolutely couldn't refuse. She quirks an eyebrow when she points in the direction of a handsome, well-dressed man. "And I don't blame you for that, either."

[bachjones]

"I just don't own one, yet. Just in case you feel uncomfortable with shocking people? I understand. I'm like that."

[seas_open]

"You know, I wasn't sure about this place when I first stopped in, but I think I'm going to like it," she says. At least for a little while. There are enough people here with troubles, enough attractive faces, enough trouble for her to stir up or encourage that she can't imagine being bored.

Though Will is the only prospect on the horizon at the moment, the woman in front of her is certainly appealing as well and April's gaze flicks over her casually. "You're planning on staying in town?" she asks. "For good?"

[seas_open]

"Swimming naked isn't the most shocking thing I've seen or done," she assures him, letting her gaze drift past him to the ocean briefly. "I doubt it's the most shocking thing most people have seen or done."

[bachjones]

He inhales deeply, keeping the water close. "Wanna share what was?"

[crownofdaisies]

"I think, beneath the terribly quaint surface, there's more here than meets the eye," Daisy agrees. As a witch, she can sense the various powers all around her, a myriad of abilities that fascinates her and makes her dream of if she might be able to make some interesting connections with said powers.

Daisy recognizes the glancing over April gives her and returns it with a practiced ease; strange familiarity aside, the other woman is rather beautiful, and Daisy can think of worse things than flirting with a beautiful stranger on the boardwalk.

"Looks that, way, at the moment," she answers with a smile. "Unless something changes my mind."

[seas_open]

"Oh, no, that's strictly third meeting material," April answers with a smirk. "You give everything up right away and no one wants to keep you around anymore." She never gives everything up, not even after months or years of knowing a person, but he doesn't need to know that.