Suite Affairs [Poolside & Bar]
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				Title: <strong>Suite Affairs [Poolside &amp; Bar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>08-04-2017, 16:10:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Suite Affairs</strong></span><br><em>Poolside &amp; Bar Thread</em><br><br>(http://www.avraimperial.gr/files/home/5_Luxury_Hotel_Chania.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Connecting the <em>Triumvirate Suites</em> is an ornate atrium that follows Regency-Era architecture equipped with smart glass and overlooks an impressive fiberglass pool.&nbsp; The Suites form a triangular pattern around the pool, each with a tropical floral layout leading to a set of chairs, tables and firepits.&nbsp; Each building opens to the pool with an elongated seating area within shallow water and tanning ledges.&nbsp; Close to the center of the pool, a higher elevation for modular units and another portion of the pool is made equipped with vanishing ledges that enable a cascade to the lower level.&nbsp; A longer extension of the lower level stretches out toward a bar connected to <em>The Mason</em>.&nbsp; Many recreational activities are available, starting with the volleyball net on the southeastern segment of the lower level which can be deployed for use when necessary.&nbsp; On the northwest segment of the pool is a small depression in the sidewalk full of sand and arcade games beyond it.&nbsp; The entire poolside is surrounded by a speaker system that is normally controlled by a DJ booth at the bar.&nbsp; They take requests and enable playlists from residents to be played.<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=5]Insert URL Here[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Date:[/b] (Let's start posting on April 1, 2017)<br>[b]Time:[/b]<br>[b]Tagging:[/b]<br>[b]Summary:[/b]<br>[hr]<br></code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Suite Affairs [Poolside &amp; Bar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tanglefoot</strong> on <strong>10-04-2017, 02:53:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkNbDddcBmc/TkaEgCAnU2I/AAAAAAAAu34/aU5ieDix6RE/s1600/Conan%2Bthe%2BRastafarian%2BJason%2BMomoa%2Bis%2Bunrecognisable%2Bas%2Bhe%2Bdrops%2Bthe%2Bdreadlocks%2Bfor%2Bclean-cut%2Blook%2B%2B%2B4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> "Duke" Ata Tupoi IV<br><strong>Date:</strong> April 1st <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1pm <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <br><strong>Summary:</strong> Swimming to escape phone calls <br><hr><br>Ata's new home rushes into view as he pushes his bike hard for the last moment of the journey. It was a way he tried to release himself from the sensation of riding because otherwise he would just keep going. He already had plenty of reasons to avoid stopping. With a quiet curse he did slow down and pull up to the building. He took off his helmet and got off his Triumph Street Twin. Ata had sold his other two bikes because he needed enough money to invest in his projects but he would never let go of his favorite bike. It was his most recent motorcycle acquisition but it was his favorite, he loved his bike more than most people. <br><br>Once he was off his bike he got out his phone hoping he had an email from one of his Fetlife prospects. Moving into a new town meant setting up new opportunities to play with lovely ladies and he had taken to it with a focus that he lacked with most real work. Sadly he had no messages from Fetlife but he did have seven messages from his business partner Warren. He was freaking out, wondering when they could meet about their company. Acting like the phone might bite him he pushed it back into his pocket. <br><br>Ata Tupoi had no interest in meeting with Warren today, or tomorrow. If he had his way they would avoid any kind of conversation related to business for at least a week. As far as he was concerned he need to take this time to adjust to a smaller place and his new reality. The company was always suppose to be a hobby and now his livelihood depended on it. That was a big reality shift and one could not expect him to just roll into town acting like a CEO. <br><br>He spent about enough time in his new apartment to make sure his electronic system and bed got brought it. He would unpack later, he needed some escapism. He tossed the phone on his bed and got his swimsuit out of his suitcase. The pool was exactly what he needed right now. Truthfully he really needed to dive in the ocean, but his new pool would do the trick. Water had always been magical to him. He learned to swim almost at the same time he learned to walk. He always use to hide away from responsibility and drama by finding somewhere made of water he could dive into. Later on in life he would also escape into video games, rugby or women, but before all that there was the swim. <br><br>When he reached the pool nobody was there which was surprising. The weather was perfect to spend hours lost on a poolside yet nobody seemed to be interested. He assumed that was because it was a new building and most people were wasting their time getting settled in. Screw that thought Duke. He needed to get personal with this pool before he worried about his apartment. He quickly pulled off his shirt and dove into the water. The moment water crashed in around him and he sped down towards the bottom of its blue surface. For the briefest of moments nothing existed but him and the water.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Suite Affairs [Poolside &amp; Bar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlipperySue</strong> on <strong>10-04-2017, 08:23:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/6332486/1118full-lucy-verasamy.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Susanthika Perera<br><strong>Date:</strong> April 1, 2017 or 1 April 2017<br><strong>Time:</strong> 06.30 or 6.30am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mr Jinx and open<br><strong>Summary:</strong>&nbsp; So starts Saturday<br><hr><br>Sue woke early, a combination of her own preference, her upbringing and more to the point the wishes of Mr Jinx.&nbsp; It did not matter to the ginger cat that it was Saturday or that it was the final weekend of the mid-semester holiday, no he was awake and wanting food and the food provider was still asleep or at least showing no sign of providing for him or allowing him out to hunt.&nbsp; So he used the humans things to climb to sufficient height and then leapt from the surface onto the bed, he knew from experience that it was best to actual miss his care giver as she got cross with him if he landed on her, but he hit the soft bed just right to draw the response he needed.<br><br>She had intended to lay in for a little while this morning after moving into the complex yesterday, but Mr Jinx was clearly not allowing it, so when the ginger mass dropped onto the bed, she throw back the cover, which landed on him, causing him to scurry out from under it as her feet hit the wooden floor of her bedroom.&nbsp; She padded to the kitchen and fixed his breakfast before continuing back to the en-suite bathroom, where she had a quick cool shower, brushed her teeth and dried herself, which did strike her as a little bit of waste of time but then she didn't really want to drip through the apartment and the rest of the complex on the way to the pool.<br><br>When she was ready, she put on a bikini (http://image.brazilianbikinishop.com/images/products/brazilianbikini-despi-persia-green-1.jpg) and a pair of flip flops, which she didn't really like but again it was not a good idea to risk wet footprint around the place, possibly upsetting her neighbours.&nbsp; Sue picked up a large towel as she left her bedroom and headed for the external door of the apartment.&nbsp; Mr Jinx chased after her, clearly wishing to inspect his domain and hunt any game foolish enough to enter his range.<br><br>She usually didn't see anyone when she went for her morning swim, as it seemed it was too early for most of the other residents.&nbsp; That was certainly the case as she made her way to the pool.&nbsp; Replacing the community towel on the lounger with her own, and flicking the flip flops from her feet, she ran across the pool apron and dived into the water, immediately beginning her morning exercise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Suite Affairs [Poolside &amp; Bar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tanglefoot</strong> on <strong>11-04-2017, 21:23:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/5c/b5/f0/5cb5f04d51dcb21b8673e0a23e2eadff.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> "Duke" Ata Tupoi IV<br><strong>Date:</strong>&nbsp; April 1, 2017<br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30pm <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <br><strong>Summary:</strong> Swimming <br><hr><br>In the water all is forgotten for Ata Tupoi. All the issues from the last year vanish more with each journey he makes across the pool. The shimmering, jeweled shades of blue surround his body as he cuts through the water like he was born in the water. He might not have been born into the water but he was born pretty damn close, and it was the only place left in the world he felt free. Thankfully wherever Ata ends up in life their is water most likely nearby. Even if he looses all his money he will live on a coast, he will be a beach bum if he has to. Hopefully he doesn't have to though. <br><br>As he swims all over the large pool he becomes aware that some other people are poolside and in the water. He can easily avoid them as he pushes his body to swim faster and harder. He had come to the pool partly to meet people but for the moment he needed this time to work through some things. Out of the water he could rarely push himself like this because of his knee injury but the water was a great equalizer. It was only after he felt his body start to cramp slightly that he allowed himself to slow down. He moved into shallow water and pushed himself out of the water. <br><br>Looking around he saw that some folks had in fact found the pool. He made eye contact with a lovely woman he saw walking across the pool and smiled at her. A kid with purple floaties paddled by him and he waved to the kids dad who was chasing after. In this moment everything felt okay. Grabbing a towel on his way out of the pool he dried himself off a little bit before finding a place to lounge, taking in the sun. It was really an impressive pool area, and hopefully soon enough it will be filled with beautiful people. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Suite Affairs [Poolside &amp; Bar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>13-04-2017, 19:17:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media1.popsugar-assets.com/files/thumbor/_bIodWOIGPBxd8GG2nDz4ItvZ70/fit-in/1024x1024/filters:format_auto-!!-:strip_icc-!!-/2016/05/09/805/n/1922398/419f82d8198b18a2_FFN_MMDIAZ_RITTER_K_EXC_582016_52048195/i/Krysten-Ritter-Bikini-Pictures-May-2016.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; <strong>Renee Simone / Alice</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=265658.msg13111123#msg13111123)<br><strong>Date:</strong>&nbsp; April 1st, 2017<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Four thirty in the afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Summary:</strong>&nbsp; Dirty deeds<br><hr><br>“How's it going?” The rough male voice asked.<br><br>No hello.&nbsp; No how're you.&nbsp; Nothing so personal.&nbsp; Such impersonal greetings grated upon Alice's nerves, especially when having to deal with the old, dusty cunt day after day, but she bit her tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>“How the fuck do you think it's going, prick?” She asked in as polite a way that was possible, the fake accent dropped in the cover of the dark corner.<br><br>The man laughed on the other end, an annoying little chuckle that only added to her aggravation.&nbsp; “That bad, huh sweetheart?” He asked, that raspy, edginess sending a shiver down her spine to hear it.<br><br>Her eyes scanned about the pool area, noting that she was all alone in the far corner of the area, tucked away in the shadows of the pool area.&nbsp; Just another person making a private phone call at first glance.&nbsp; Just someone who wants a bit of privacy, whispering in a hushed little tone through the speaker.&nbsp; Appearances were everything.<br><br>“I'm about to take that fucking cane and shove it up her ass.” Alice said, keeping her eyes on alert.&nbsp; “If she hits me one more motherfucking time... “<br><br>Again her contact laughed.&nbsp; “Any progress?”<br><br>A deep exhale came.&nbsp; “No.” She admitted.&nbsp; “She's keeping an eye on me, watching me wherever I go in her place.”<br><br>“What's she doing now?”<br><br>“It's her Rocco time.”<br><br>Another chuckle.&nbsp; “Jeezus.&nbsp; That old hag is still getting some, huh?”<br><br>“You have no idea.” She said, trying like hell to suppress the memory of the sounds of the old woman and her 'personal trainer' from reaching the forefront of her mind.&nbsp; <br><br>“Keep at it, hun.” The voice said.&nbsp; “You'll find it.”<br><br>And then the line was gone, ended with a soft click.&nbsp; No goodbye.&nbsp; Nothing.<br><br>For a moment, Alice looked at the phone in her palm, her fingers squeezing the little piece of technology with a rising anger and frustration.&nbsp; Her one little moment of herself, gone.&nbsp; “Stupid son of a bitch.” She muttered to herself as she retreated back to her lounge seat.&nbsp; “You can fucking do it yourself, you dumb asshole.”<br><br>She sat herself down, pulling the towel over her bikini-clad lower half.&nbsp; The goal was on her mind.&nbsp; The endgame.&nbsp; If she found the jewels and money that the old woman had hidden away, she could be rich, never having to worry about money ever again, never having to subject herself to such a demeaning, draining job like this.<br><br>Be strong, she told herself, pushing the dark sunglasses up her face.&nbsp; Be strong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Suite Affairs [Poolside &amp; Bar]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neo In Matrix</strong> on <strong>18-04-2017, 05:19:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRp5dF2EA1Um2GytO3ia8J-hJAtI9CgU5dPKg1ANcS_EB_KoftKcvYILJwN)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Susan Jones (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=265658.msg13119342#msg13119342)</strong><br><strong>Date:</strong> April 1, 2017<br><strong>Time:</strong> Around 1.30 PM<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> "Duke" Ata Tupoi IV<br><strong>Summary:</strong> Going to the Pool for a swim and well meeting 'someone'.<br><hr>Susan got on the ground floor while still surfing through her fetlife and mails. It's been some days since she visited. Work and packing kept her busy. It was time now for some relaxation and she had been a water lover since childhood. The calmness was flowing water was something else but if it's not available, clean pool water would definitely a good alternative. She had seen the pool when it was being built and it looked good at that time. It would surely be great now. She'd soon find out.<br><br>Upon reaching there, she looked around and found a guy relaxing on a lounge chair outside the water. While the things and atmosphere surrounding the pool was in one word, AMAZING, they were beautifully organized and everything that was required for a pool and water lover was there. The pool color and lights inside were great and inviting. She could spend days here without getting bored. She walked towards the main pool and kept her towel and cellphone on a lounge chair next to the pool. It was time to test the waters.&nbsp; She had no idea that the guy had seen her or not but she'd talk to him while swimming. But before that, it was time to go in. She sat next to the pool and put her legs in there. The water was perfect temperature and she couldn't hold back any more. She had to go in. Sliding in, she just kicked her legs to go further. The guy was sitting on the other side and she went towards him while still in water. She hoped he wouldn't mind her talking to him and she greeted him as she reached near. "Hello. I am Susan. Shifted here today. I am a nurse at an ER nearby. Just couldn't resist myself to come to the pool and relax here. It's great really."
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