Holiday Season [[Open]]

[The Horned Frog]

Around this time of year, when most of the northern hemisphere is dealing with winter, New Masada has had nothing but warm weather and clear skies. As a stress relief for the students and Great Alliance members, an end of the year break was implemented to rest up for another 'season' of hard preparation and training. The Imperium could show up at any time, according to the Alliance's Tartalian allies. To take heed of this piece of advice, most of the students and the more central members of the Great Alliance stuck around. New Masada was not without its perks, and had developed a new beach front to compliment the previously undiscovered sandy beaches that the island had possessed.

Despite objecting to taking a rest for himself, David Rosenzweig -- The Horned Frog -- found himself on a beach chair, relaxing under the warm sun in a white a-shirt and a pair of black swimming trunks. A dark pair of sunglasses hid his eyes from the light the gleaming star provided and also from prominent view. His arms are stretched out and provided a rest for his head as he quietly enjoyed the calm serenity of the scene. This time was reserved for him and a few other individuals, as to not worry about the throngs of students hoarding the beach and bothering the Horned Frog. Not that he would say anything in the first place, as he had come to accept these recruits as family. Sons and daughters aiding in the fight to protect their home planet.

Thinking of New Masada, it had been quiet the past few months. The super-weapon system dubbed "Gabriel", a network of three 'space cannons' powered by its respective fusion engines, had passed and was launched. Those three would be positioned on the far-side of the moon in a triangular position over the lunar northern pole and both sides of the equator. It was a major factor for him to keep the Imperium away from Earth for as long as possible. To more they are able to stall any sort of interstellar fleet, the more time it would give New Masada time to prepare for fighting such a menace. The second stage would be the completion of "Michael" which would position in four locations in the Asteroid Belt and be the first line of defense against an Imperium fleet.

In essence, the longer the Imperium can stay away from Earth, the longer the Zion Corps and the Tartalians to mount an effective defense and dispatch any large amount of forces. In short, keep their forces small and beatable. The Tartalians had indeed given them insight as the Imperium's main strategy is to overwhelm their opponents with their vast numbers and taking command of the ultimate high ground: space. By knocking their numbers back on the outer edges of the solar system, it would be their scouting forces that would be able to be contained by the Zion Corps. With such of a strategy, it will give the Zion Corps the necessary experience to fully understand Imperium tactics. Then, it would dishearten the Imperium enough to force them to withdrawl and in turn, give up on pursuing the Tartalians and intent on conquering Earth.

For now, he will take the rest and keep making plans. The sun will shine on this day, the waves pushing up against the soft sands will continue, and this period of relaxation will be good for the Horned Frog. New Masada will still stand at the end of the day, and the students will resume classes and training. The planet will still live on. And the sun will still be in the sky. The Frog will still do everything in his power to keep it that way.

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The year was waning onward, and all Minako was doing was working it away. All work, no play. She was getting tired of it. A vacation was in order, even though her desk was still full of everything and her calender was absolutely full of everything else she needed to do. Between being an idol and keeping up with the times and trying to keep up being Sailor Venus on top of it all, she was starting to get gray hair and wrinkles. The thought was absolutely awful. She stood up from her desk rather abruptly, her chair falling over and landing on top of Artemis, who yowled and jumped up, scowling.

"Oh! I've got to get out of here. These walls are driving me insane and I have just got to go relax somewhere!" She exclaimed, picking up her chair and heading out the door, nary a word to the poor cat she'd squashed. He didn't mind it really. After years of being at Minako's side, he'd gotten used to the way she acted, moreso the way she treated him. It was something that came with her - made her her, so to speak. She came back in the room a few minutes later, decked out in flip flops and shorts, a button up shirt hanging loosely off her torso, unbuttoned to show her bikini top underneath. It was orange and white striped on one side, the other side the same colors but in a large polka dotted pattern instead.

She grabbed a bag full of beachy things. "I dunno about you, Artemis, but I'm ready for a vacation. How about we spend today at the beach?" Artemis stood up, stretching out and yawning a bit. "I think that's a good idea, but maybe you should take some of your work-" He stopped short, as she was already out the door and ready to leave him behind. He sighed, running after her before the door slammed and locked. "Let's go then!" She exclaimed, jumping on her bicycle and waiting for Artemis to jump into the basket on the front. "Mina, I really think you should at least try to get something done today." He said. Minako slapped her shades on and pushed him in the basket. "Oh shut up. Today is my off day, and that's final. I'll work tomorrow!" She said, heading towards the beach with a huff. Artemis decided to give up finally.

She skidded through the parking lot at the public beach, looking around through her sunglasses for a good spot, stopping on a familiar face sitting in the sand. She smirked devilishly, yawning and grabbing her bag and parking her bicycle, Artemis following behind her. She flipped open her cell phone, sending Bunny a quick invite to the beach with her before heading down towards the person she recognized, tackling him from behind. "Hi David! Day off for you too?" She asked, dropping her bag in sand beside him and pulling her shirt off her shoulders and dropping it down and pulling her towel out of the bag, spreading it out on the sand and sitting down. "The beach is so nice this time of year! And so many people having fun. It's wonderful." She said, pulling her sunscreen from her bag and rubbing her arms and legs down with it, then her stomach and chest. She pursed her lips for a moment, before turning to him and smiling, holding up the sunscreen.

"You wouldn't mind getting my back for me, would you?"

[The Horned Frog]

With that cheerful voice, his solemn splendor of silence was squashed. It was Aino Minako, also known as the lovely Sailor Venus. For a while now, she had been residing and working at New Masada as a member of the Great Alliance. She managed a bit of the paperwork, mostly dealing with finding new recruits and sending out 'scout teams' to let each recruit be aware of the opportunities and benefits lie in applying and joining the University of New Masada. In the past, David had indeed revealed his identity to the Sailor Senshi as a sign of cooperation between them when the Great Alliance first started out. Surprisingly, this has been pure coincidence that Minako had appeared. Especially when the Great Alliance had forced the Horned Frog into taking a day off, with a private reservation on the beach. Not necessarily to meditate, but to relax and unwind before going back into the grind.

Calmly looking up from his chair, he tilted his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose which revealed his now squinting (due to trying to adjust to the bright sunlight) violet eyes. For any man, the sight of the Senshi of Love was a sight to behold. She was in a half orange and white striped, half large polka dots of the same colors. Through the years, she had maintained her wonderful physique and her impressive looks. It was something that a lot of women would envy. Then again, her triple career as an pop icon, a Sailor Senshi, and a member of the Great Alliance could definitely help in keeping her activity levels high and healthy. Just as long as she wouldn't allow herself to be driven into the ground. Unlike a certain Horned Frog.

With his eyes adjusted, he quickly replied. "I was forced into having a day off. Loaned me the beach for the day and everything," David responded professionally. When he wasn't donning the helmet and his black body armor, his voice was smooth and soothing. As if he lightened the weight of the world just slightly, giving an impression of gracefulness and a calming sense of comfort. It felt more natural, then having to growl and scowl during his early days in Tokyo. For her next round of words, he simply nodded in agreement. And she was right, the warm sun and the sensation of water moving back and forth from the sea was splendid. It was moments like this that were rare, but made the Horned Frog feel at peace with himself.

Then, he was thrown a curveball. Indeed he was catching himself looking at Minako rubbing the sunscreen upon her body, but not giving it much more thought. Of course she was attractive and known as a bit of a flirt. Yet whenever he was in uniform, he acted professionally and braced for any sort of physical contact as if being shot at point blank range. But this was much more different situation. It was just the two of them for right now, if they were caught in this position, it would imply that he and Minako would be dating. Something that was frowned upon many of his female contacts. As if he was prime real estate and placing him into an invisible pantheon of holy men...or something to that nature. Yet, he couldn't just decline, it would be rude. With an inward sigh, he pushed his sunglasses back to shield his eyes, rolled off of his chair, and sat behind Minako.

"Uh...Sure, I suppose it wouldn't hurt," he quipped smoothly. Just barely, according to his heart rate. It was accelerating and fast, even though he was very familiar with females and their tendencies. Taking the bottle into his right hand, he dabbed a little bit on his left and after setting the bottle next to him, rubbed both hands together. Then, he went to work. He felt extremely awkward doing this, but he was determined to do his best. As his hands made contact with her skin, his breathing had to be controlled. As if needing complete concentration, a struggle between life and death itself. His hands started on her shoulders, gently massaging as he continued on downward. The lotion smelled rather nice, as if blending in with the sweet scent that Minako had emitted. Like she was prepping for something like this.

With a small voice, David reassured her with a lighter tone to his voice. "Hopefully you're not getting the wrong idea with me doing this," he added, throwing in a weak laugh to soften the blow. He was definitely not used to this. Feeling out a woman's body, her curves and underlying muscles. He could easily feel that his face felt warm and it wasn't from the heat provided by the sun. He really didn't have the moxie to just turn her around, proclaim that she was now his for the taking and proceed to carry out what his more primal side of him would want.

Instead, he would let her give him approval or not, trying his best to be a proper gentleman. Also, it didn't help that she had her white cat, Artemis with her as well. He couldn't trust felines. Especially ones that would instantly pipe up if he were to pull a fast move and cop a feel. Yet, he maintains an overall carefree front...compared to the great battle that dwells beneath that exterior.

[Rangiku Matsumoto]

A day off on the beach what a wonderful idea even though it really wasn’t a day off for Rangiku she usually did everything she could to get out of doing work. A most of the time she got away with it but not always that was usually when Captain Hitsugaya showed up and yell at her for not doing her work then she would do it until he left again. Once he’s gone she would push it off on someone else or not do it at all. She usually spent her day’s drinking or shopping or just slacking off all together. When she isn’t in the Soul Society for meetings or being sent out to do something by the head captain.

She walked along the beach in a white bikini with pink outlined lilies on it well what little of it there is. When she went shopping this morning for a suit she found the one with the smallest top she could find it barely covered her large chest and made one wonder how she didn’t fall out of it. But she didn’t surprisingly everything stayed where it was suppose to. The only down side was she attracted all the perverts who try and get all touchy feely with her. She usually knocked them away at the last second with enough force to send them flying away from her with out even really thinking about it and move on like nothing ever happened.

She stopped walking when she finally spotted the person she had been looking for. Then ran up behind him and threw her arms around him from behind and probably knocking him into Aino at the same time “Heyyyy David!” a smile on her face. Then she realized what was going on “Oh could you put sunscreen on my back too?” she asked as she let go of the Horned Frog and dropped her bag next to her waiting for his answer. Failing to notice how red his face was before she came along it was probably redder now.

[The Horned Frog]

"Mmmmph!" said a muffled Horned Frog as his face became buried into Minako's blonde mane and luckily resting his chin on her shoulder. The scent of not one, but two women overwhelmed him, as apparent dizziness struck the Foreigner due to the impact of Rangiku literally glomping David into submission. His face was burning up, and it was not from any sort of pain, whatsoever. He was never really good with females to begin with, but apparently his 'tough guy' front and awkwardness from advances made him quite a catch. Besides, who didn't want to be with the guy responsible for protecting Earth and being a bridge between humanity and many other its new contacts? As of this moment, he was scrunched in between a lovely Sailor Senshi and a busty Shinigami. Most men would kill to be in this position.

His hands luckily reacted quickly enough to find themselves on either side of Minako's upper body. As if on instinct, his hands went to clamp on the nearest object closest to him. Unfortunately, those nearest objects happened to be Minako's breasts. Once his hands felt something very similar to a woman's chest area, he reacted by backing up furiously and falling back on himself. His breathing quickened as he sat up and bowed deeply a few times in a form of apology. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!" David spoke quickly, hoping that he wouldn't meet his maker at the hands of a bikini clad Senshi. This is was not what he wanted. He at least wanted to make sure the Earth was safe from the Imperium before he would meet his demise.

But he noticed something. The person that hit him was definitely female. Smelled nice, felt comfortable, the whole nine yards. Then he looked over, and instantly knew who in the blue hell would glomp him and create such a situation on his hands. It was Matsumoto Rangiku. A lieutenant under Captain Hitsugaya of the 10 Division of the Gotei 13. At first, he wanted to let her have it in the form of yelling. What the hell was she thinking sneaking up on him like this?! But after some quick thought, David realized that Rangiku thrived on the concept of impulse and instinct. He allowed himself to breathe and regain some composure, just enough to realize what Rangiku was dressed in. He found himself blinking in amazement. How was she able to get herself into that bikini top?

If Minako was the flirt, Rangiku was the seductress. To be honest with himself, he had never seen the female Shinigami in such little clothing. To the point of where she was almost spilling out of her top. This was something out of a man's fantasy and any pervert would surely try to secure both ladies as entertainment. Safe to say, David was in control of himself to handle such situations. Clearing his throat and sitting up, his eyes met with Rangiku's own. "Uhm, Ms. Matsumoto! What a pleasant surprise!" David managed, trying to sound excited for her arrival. But he knew. Oh yes, he knew that if he was out on the beach by himself, he was certain that Rangiku would show up and flaunt her goods to him. Out of the sadistic tendency to see his reaction.

Once he registered that she wanted sunscreen on her back as well, he responded with a smile and a large sweatdrop appearing behind his head. "Sure, sure. We have to keep ourselves from being sunburned, don't we? Heh heh heh," the Horned Frog added, finding himself to be really awkward at the moment. He glanced over at Minako and gave her the 'I hope you can forgive me, I can't help with this' look. Especially when it came to Matsumoto. She was one of the few people that David truly feared. Other than Lind and Belldandy when she wasn't happy about something. And so, he scooted himself over to behind Rangiku and repeated the process of rubbing the sunscreen upon his hands. He was sure his hands would smell of Coppertone for a good two weeks from here on out.

Thus, he began to apply the sunscreen to Rangiku's back. Starting with her shoulders and working his way down. The same rate as he was messaging Minako. That way, he didn't prefer one over the other. Both ladies had impressive bodies and great looks to them. He couldn't help but think impure thoughts with these two. But he also knew very well that Rangiku would easily chew him up and spit him out. She was man eater, and if she seriously wanted a man...it would definitely not be David for sure. Minako, he assumed, probably wouldn't be that way. But it would seem very likely that she was going to be a one-man girl. Even though he had heard hear-say of her trying to balance two dates in one day when she was younger. That would be a hard feat to pull off for anybody. Unless they teleported or something.

When completed, his hands hurt slightly. He gave himself a nice sigh of relief and gave both a wonderful smile. "I guess it's my turn to get sunscreen put on," David said lightly before taking off his white a-shirt. It was not very often, in public anyways, to reveal his body. And he was fit as fit could get. As if he was sculpted by the great Michaelangelo himself. Save for the...well, you know, the private area. He balled up the shirt and tossed it onto his beach chair. There was no going back now. He was going to be either torn about by two ultra competitive women, told to do it himself, or they would cooperate for the moment and take different sides of his body. Inwardly, he was anticipating for the worst. At least he would face death like a man among men.