[ When it comes to reprieves, Steve doesn't think there's much of a contest between that gala that was put on and a Summoned-organized beach trip. The portal to Aquila is something that came about because of Sam, Claude, and Jayce's efforts, and that's reason enough for him to be here. But it's not even a matter of him being forced, this time — who's going to say no to some rest and relaxation by the ocean?

It's a far sight from the few times that he and Bucky had scraped together enough money to go to the beach when they were kids, especially since the sights here beat the rocky gray shorelines from home. This is a lot more tropical.

Before making it down to the water, Steve does spend some time wandering around Aquila itself, peeking into the art galleries, watching street artists at work, and taking in some of the scenic views. In the latter case, he has a more discerning look on his face, as if he's searching for some kind of artistic inspiration himself.

He's already dressed for a beachside town, with a loose button-up shirt, a pair of shorts, and sandals. ]

[ By eleven AM or thereabouts, Steve does head down to the sand and makes his first stop The Wave Palace, where he spends some hard-earned coin on a swimsuit and a few beach supplies — just a towel and some enchanted sunscreen, to keep things simple. He's not interested in the more vintage looks that involve a striped one-piece suit, he's not quite that old-fashioned, but he does find a pair of swim sport shorts and a tank top that match the style of his day.

It's a bit nostalgic, really, though he definitely didn't have the physique to pull this off back when he saw people running around in this sort of style.

That's neither here nor there, though. After changing, his bare feet skim over the sand and he lays out his towel not far from the water. He's got a small bag of snacks that he brought with him from the Sarstina, and if someone settles near him, he'll greet them with a crooked smile and offer something, whether it's nuts or some pretzels or a piece of fruit. ]

Don't forget to stay hydrated. [ He's got a waterskin with him too, which he drinks from regularly.

Not soon after that he'll take out a tube of the enchanted sunscreen and start applying, though he might request that someone help him with his back — once the tank top inevitably comes off. That, or he'll offer his supply to anyone who looks like they forgot to bring some. ] You don't want to end up with a sunburn — believe me.

[ It won't be long before he rises up to his feet, stretches, and then nods toward the water. ] Anyone want to take a dip? [ He didn't come here just to sunbathe, after all, and he's eager to actually go for a swim. More than that, he might eventually start eyeing up the nearby cliff when he sees some locals leaping from it into the water below. As a natural thrill-seeker, it's not hard to miss the flash of interest on his face.

Whenever the volleyball net gets set up, it won't be that hard to coerce him into a game, though he'll look a little incredulous depending on who's asking. ] Are we doing this one-on-one, or with teams?

[ I'm pretty much up for anything! Grabbing drinks at the pub, sand castles, burying a friend in sand/being buried, and anything else under the sun. (Har har.) Hit me up at demonology / demonology on Disco if you wanna plot anything, but you can also just wildcard me and I'll happily roll with it. ]