<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c0/Seajade2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Pyun "CJ" Choe Ja (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289260.msg14216807#msg14216807)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Lesbian<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pride sarong, bikini, (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Triangl_bikini.jpg) sun hat (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c3/Seajade_sun_hat.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>June 21st | 11:30 am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wyn, Sienna<br/><br/><hr/><br/>In her own vernacular today had meant<em>at some point, when we have a moment, after getting in some sun, </em>but it had come out instead<em>right now. </em>The idea of getting on a longboard, once dangled, begged for followthrough. It could not be left alone for later. She couldn't quite make out what Wyni was saying over there on the beach, but it brimmed with anticipation and managed to draw the eye of Sienna to her. Eagerly CJ returned the wave.<br/><br/>There were two things to take away from this. First, Western girls moved fast, and second, Wyni was a terrific wingwoman.<br/><br/>A sleek, shiny new helmet heavy at the end of each arm Choe Ja crossed the sand to join them. Inside either, factory new and sealed in a bag against ocean salt, were the kneepads and elbow pads and gloves to protect from the falls which were destined to happen.<br/>"<em>Yes </em>I am ready to have some fun. Is this one okay?"<br/>The black helmet she spun right side up for Wyni's approval bore a lick of flames like a racecar under high gloss, behind the insignia of their sponsor brand. For some reason, it had reminded her of Wyni.<br/><br/>In her other hand swayed a colorful helmet, periwinkle with black polka-dots and the face of a smiling ladybug. She shared Sienna's towel a moment to take off her sun hat and strap the ladybug down over her curlicue dark hair, slide on the protective pads up lissome legs and down willowy arms. It was an intimate space in which to share the fleeting ghost of her mystical, fireside oracle lilac fragrance, but certainly no worse than the subways of Seoul. In innocence she noticed Sienna up close, the sun on her skin, and smiled broad through wisps of hair trapped by the helmet.<br/><br/>Only the gloves were left. Choe Ja looked out over the beach, and the people pairing off to explore. It seemed only courteous to make the offer she did.<br/>"You're welcome to come, too. But, if you want to stay in the sun, someone should get your back."