One evening, Michelle had gone to the beach to practice her techniques, her makeshift practice swords in hand. She'd spent a few days carving them from good solid branches from the forest.

The second sword stuck in the sand, waiting to be used by Michelle for two-weapon technique practice. Mixing techniques from different styles, she had made her own.

As she practiced, her long red hair wafted in the breeze, her movements beautiful to anyone who may be watching her...

Aurora rejoiced in having the day off from classes and decided to hit the beach to get some sun and quiet. The priestess made her way along the beach to one of the more secluded groves she had found that was rarely used. She laid out a blanket, and took off her robe to reveal the sheer white netting bikini she wore, that on many beaches would be barely legal (if legal at all).

She laid out in the sun, and closed her eyes to relax in the warmth. Only to fall asleep.

It was not until the air started to turn cool that the priestess awoke, having passed the entire afternoon asleep on the beach - and that's when she heard the sounds from the next cove - like someone moving around in the sand.. struggling maybe. Perhaps another student is being attacked she thinks.

She quickly gets up, and steps around the corner only to come face to face with another young woman swinging a carved wooden branch as if it were a sword.

For a moment the white-haired amazon is shocked, and stares at the end of the wooden blade that is in her face, then she smiles. "You should be careful.. you could hurt someone with that." she says with a mischievous wink.

"Oh my! I'm terribly sorry miss. I've heard rumors of monsters being on the island and you shocked me." She yelped, pulling the wooden sword away from the amazon, unconsciously admiring her physique.

"I'm sorry. I have been rude. My name is Michelle." She offered her hand out, offering friendship to the tall beauty.

Michelle noticed the mark on her head.

"That's a cute tattoo. Where you get it?"

Aurora smirks slightly as Michelle yelps and suddenly pulls the sword back. "It's quite all right, Michelle." the priestess says with a smile as she takes the other woman's hand in a firm, but gentle handshake.

"I am Aurora Skadhisystir." she tells the other woman, drawing her hand back slowly, letting her fingers trace down Michelle's palm. Her skin feels very cool to Michelle, like a slight chill against the swordswoman's palm. If she is aware of the other woman's admiring gazes, she gives no indication of it, standing there perfectly at ease in the sheer bikini that hides almost nothing.

"It's not a tattoo, it is the mark I received the night I was chosen to become a priestess. It is the sign that I was Chosen." she says with a shrug as if that was all perfectly ordinary.

"I would be careful about suggesting that there are monsters on this island though. The.. administration.. takes a very dim view of those who would spread such..... rumors." she whispers softly, leaning forward to make sure Michelle understands what Aurora is trying to avoid saying.

"That's a beautiful name!" She exclaims, paying no mind to the slight chill emanating from Aurora's touch.

She then looks at her new friend, perplexed. "Priestess? Chosen? I'm lost. As far as monsters go, I don't put much stock in rumors."

She continues to admire the tall girls curves, the bikini leaving very little to the imagimation.

"So, where are you from, Aurora?"

Aurora shrugs slightly when Michelle seems confused by her words - which causes the netting of her bikini to slide over her breasts, and drawing attention to her nipples, as they get caught in the holes of the net, dragging them up and down with the movement of her breasts.

"I'm from a small village in Norway - where we still honor the old ways of my Viking ancestors. I was Chosen by the goddess Skadhi to become her Priestess. She came to me one night while I slept and spoke to me, and I awoke with her mark upon me." she says, tracing the snowflake over her eye.

"As for rumors, all I can say is do not discount everything you hear, and do not ignore your practice. It is not safe to be caught alone at night away from the campus. There are even parts of the campus that you will hear tales of, Michelle. Believe what you will, but do not discount all."

Picking up the spare practice sword from the sand, leaning both of them on her shoulder, trying her hardest not to flirt.

"I would love to hear more about your life back home, Aurora. Mind coming back to my room?" She asked, watching Aurora's nipples move with her every breath.

Wanting to flirt, she hesitates due to Aurora's amazonesque stature.

Aurora gives Michelle another shrug when she asks her back to the other woman's room.

"Sure, just let me pick up the rest of my stuff. When I heard you over here, I rushed over without getting it all together."

She walks back around the cliff into the next alcove on the beach, where there is a blanket, a pale white robe, and a rather tall bundle wrapped in cloth.

Aurora bends over as she gathers her stuff, giving Michelle a nice view of her smooth ass under the see-through bikini. "So how about you, Michelle? Where are you from?" she asks as she puts the blanket and robe over one arm, and gathers the wrapped bundle into her free hand.

Aurora does not seem to be flirting intentionally, she seems to be rather oblivious to the show she is putting on, or what effect it is having on the other woman.

As Aurora bent over to gather her belongings, Michelle bit her lip coyly, hoping she'll get a chance to get under that bikini.

When asked about where she was from, she snapped out of the trance that Aurora's beautiful body had induced.

"Well, I was born in Okinawa, Japan. When my dad retired from the United States Marine Corps, I moved to America."

Finally mustering the nerve to flirt, she walked closer the taller girl.

"You're really pretty. I'm jealous." Her voice seemed sweet, but a little sad.

Aurora turns at Michelle's compliment, her jaw opening and closing a couple of times before she can figure out how to answer the other woman's compliment and admission. Her reaction might not be what Michelle expected though.

Finally, she just glares at Michelle. "That isn't very funny." she says a bit stiffly, thinking that Michelle is making fun of her. "I know most of the girls here, including yourself, are much prettier than I am. I'm too tall.. too athletic looking.. not as seductive as most of the girls. And I'd kill to have a body like yours, or that fiery red hair." she tells the other woman as she stands there proudly in front of her.

"No! I'm serious. I really think you're pretty. I would kill for curves like yours. Honestly, I wish I had hair like yours. And your priestess is very charming." She said, terrified that she may have offended her new friend.

Looking away submissively, she timidly speaks.

"I didn't mean to upset you..."

Aurora stands there for a few moments contemplating Michelle, and then sighs and relaxes.

"No, it is I who should apologize. I am.. sometimes too defensive." she shakes her head. "Very few students.. understand about my being a Priestess or a Viking. They don't take my beliefs seriously, or understand that my people still train as warriors. Many won't even talk to me, except during classes when they must."

"I suppose... I have grown... paranoid." she admits reluctantly.

"I understand kind of, Aurora. People always used to make fun of me for training with my swords in this day and age. And as far as your beliefs, I want to know more about them. I only learned about the viking culture in school, but it never made sense to me. You live in that culture. What did you learn there? I want to learn as much as I can. I'd like us to be friends." Michelle rambled, sure that Aurora had tuned half of it out.

"Sorry. I tend to ramble when I get excited." She timidly spoke.

[OOC: Sorry for the long delay]

Aurora gives Michelle a smile, and a soft chuckle. "You ramble.. and I get defensive. You're a swordswoman, and I'm an archer. I don't know what kind of friendship that will be, but it won't be boring."

"I'm not sure how much I'll really be able to explain to you.. it's... not really like any other culture that I've encountered. But I'll do the best I can." she says as she lets Michelle lead the way back to her room.

As Michelle and Aurora walked back to Michelle's room, the two had an interesting conversation about nothing of any real relevance, with Michelle leading her new friend to her room. Little did Aurora know how badly Michelle wanted Aurora in her bed, her lips and fingertips exploring every curve of the beautiful priestess.

"I never knew you were an archer. You'll have to show me how good you are sometime. I was never any good at it, but I wouldn't mind trying again."

Michelle unlocks and opens the door to her room, which is very well-organized, with nothing out of place at all, allowing her guest to enter first before closing and locking the door behind them.

Well, this is my room. Welcome. Would you like something to drink? She said as she walks toward the kitchen, swaying her hips enough for Aurora to take notice.