Sage glanced over at the girl with a grin and a wave, holding his fish in between some rocks. "I know," he chirped. "I just got here," he informed the girl. He assumed she had more than he did...he hadn't risked getting more than around 30 species, since some were hard to differentiate between with his eyesight. But that was fine - he did trust her not to make him do anything stupid. Well, stupider than swimming around chasing fish in his underwear, anyway. That was a rather amusing thought, actually. But he'd had fun anyway, and that was the real goal. Though, it would be nice to win something at some point.

(Yep, your last comment decided it. You can win lol... pretend you got one more species than Quinn. I also have a little thing to go along with that... she is stunned XD)

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Quinn sauntered up, smiling. "Well Blind guy, let's see how many fish you caught." She teased, looking in. Quinn started counting... then her face twisted like she hoped she counted wrong. "You have 32 species." She said, walking over to her pond. She counted... then counted again... then counted again. "And I have 31.... HOW." Quinn looked astounded. She looked at Sage. "Well we have a winner..." she joked, but still looked surprised

(xDD)

Sage shrugged and gestured to his fish. "Counting hurts my head so you get to do that," he chirped. He watched the girl go back and forth, and when she said he won he just sort of looked at her in a confused manner. "I what," he asked. Then he wrinkled his nose slightly. "That means I have to find something for you to do," he muttered to himself. He though for a few moments, mind blank. Then he shrugged and sighed. "Well...the only thing I can think of is the fact that each time we've kissed, it was a joke or I made the move. So you have to make a real move on me at some point in the next few days." He wanted a surprise...and he'd probably get flustered so she'd get a blush anyway.

Quinn listened to what he said. "Oh, great. I get to see you blush more. What a treat!" Quinn smirked. "I can definitely do that. You just wait and see." She said mysteriously, squeezing water out of her soaked tank top. She decided to go back to the campsite, walking back and shaking her arms. "And now I have to find a way to dry off." Quinn chuckled, finding her shirt and pants. She decided she would better get mostly dry before she put them on, so she sat on the dry grass, looking around.

Sage rolled his eyes at her first comment, though he was curious to see what she'd come up with. He followed her out of the water, shaking like a wolf before flopping down on his back, on the grass next to her with a huff of air. It had been fun, but now he was tired ...swimming was rather hard work for him. And while he really did enjoy it, he just got pretty tired pretty quickly.

Quinn attempted to come up with something... anything. Her first thought was... just kiss him again. That seemed way too simple, though. Then again.. he had won by ONE FISH. Quinn shook her head, trying to stop thinking for a second. She sank onto her back and stared up at the sky. Maybe Sage would hint... she knew he probably wanted something in particular... or a general subject... Quinn almost groaned. She was thinking in school terms again. -gerneral subject- who says that? Quinn put her hands behind her head and thought about what to do...

Sage didn't really have many thoughts going through his head at that time, he just watched the clouds go past. It was warm enough, and everything was dry except for the cloth on his waist. It was nice to just lay there, of course. He did occasionally feel a bit shy about all the scars that were...well, everywhere. But Quinn had seen him shirtless before. Of course, shirtless and in underwear were a bit different, but still. She was his wife, and he did lover her. Trust her. So it was alright.

Quinn glanced over at Sage. She noticed he had an unusual amount of scars... everywhere. Quinn guessed that was just normal with abusive parents... she knew the feeling. While Quinn didn't have scars absolutely everywhere, her back was laced with them. Occasionally she would get another scar on her legs... but that was usually from tripping over branches and falling off Sahara, when she was younger. Now she had a new scar that looked almost like a necklace around her neck. Quinn knew Sage didn't know she had any scars but the one on her neck... she snorted, thinking. Yes it was usual for a man to take his shirt off... not a women. That explains that. Quinn switched her mind to keep thinking of something to do. Something that would make Sage blush... but for real, too.

Sage was more than content to watch the clouds roll by for a while before sighing happily and closing his eyes. It was warm and sunny, and the grass was soft, so it would be nice to just relax for a bit.

(Short, we're out lol)

(That's fine.. I'm mostly out too XD)

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Quinn stood slowly. Her clothes weren't dry at all yet... they still clung to her body. Her body was dry, though. Quinn grabbed her pants and shirt, walking towards the top of a hill she saw. Quinn was going to check to see if the view was as good as she thought it was before changing. She climbed to the top of the hill, her eyes widening at the amazing sight before her. Quinn walked back down the hill and into the trees, stripping off her wet clothing and pulling on the dry clothing.