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[seas_open]

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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[willcabot]

Hitting the alarm on his car, Will loaded up the back with supplies for the trip up to the lodge. He'd already had several hysterical calls from his mother about his timing and responsibilities and well, he couldn't delay it any longer. No matter how much he might wanted to.

Hearing the sound of heels on pavement, Will glanced up and looked over his shoulder at the woman walking towards him. Offering her a warm smile, he reached out to steady her as she stumbled- tripped into him. Hands sliding down her arms, he kept her steady as he stared down at the apparently offending shoes.

"Well, no doubt it's those shoes. They look entirely like trouble. But you, you have nothing to apologise for." Will said with a smile. Taking a step back, he held out his hands to see if she could keep herself up but ready to catch her if she couldn't. He couldn't let such a beautiful woman fall flat on her face, imagine the headlines. "And I'm pretty sure that should be my question... are you okay?"

[bachjones]

Bach sees the woman trip into the big guy, a faint echo of a few notes around her before they get swallowed by his rumble. Or that's what he's imagining, because he can't hear it right now.

He never really liked the big water, can't swim, can't control it, nothing. But right now it's the only music he can appreciate, descendo and crescendo, something to keep the horrible silence away.

Maybe they will burst out into song to make him feel better. Or sex. Bach would be fine with both.

[crownofdaisies]

Daisy, having settled into town the day of the start of the wine fest, has taken the opportunity to explore Siren Cove while it lacks a fair amount of its citizens. What she gathers so far is that this place is a post card, all quaint buildings and even quainter people. It's almost too much for her to handle, all of the innocence of the way the place is built like a tourist attraction. Still, her father's note lead her here, so she might as well discover what she can about the place.

Her eyebrows raise when she notices the woman fall into the handsome man; she's used that trick herself a dozen times. She waits for their conversation to end before approaching the girl, offering her a congratulatory smirk.

"Quite impressive," she tells her, "I think he'll play fetch well enough now."

That's when she gets a good look at the other woman's face; her smirk falters a bit. There's something...oddly familiar, about that face.