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[beatstheclock]

WHO: Spades Slick, Ladd Russo, and Oswald Cobblepot.
WHERE: A beach in Chile somewhere.
WHEN: A nonspecific time during villain roadtrip!
WARNINGS: MURDER PROBABLY
SUMMARY: VILLAINS HIT THE BEACH
FORMAT: quick to start!

[It is a fantastic day out. Seriously, the heat wave is doing good things for traffic on the beach. Possibly because if you AREN'T , you are too warm to really feel like existing. It's bustling with windsurfers, people making sandcastles, tourists... more tourists... a lot of tourists...]

[Slick is therefore BLENDING, wearing a swimsuit and a scowl already, stumbling through the sand in the absolute angriest possible way anyone can stumble through sand.]

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[sanguinosi]

[Ladd is noticably more upbeat about the whole affair. Antarctica was a frozen waste land in Ladd's eyes, and the very second they got away from the ice he started feeling remarkably more pleasant.

He's also wearing a swimsuit, clutching a big towel and an umbrella in preparation for a day at the beach. If they're stuck on a road trip together, they should at least do it in style.]

What a lovely day! Ain't it, Slick? Lots of sunshine, a lot less goddamn snow...

[He doesn't put much effort into avoiding sandcastles around him, and he generally just stomps through them if they're in his way. After all, he has to keep up with the ridiculously short man in front of him.]

[beatstheclock]

[The response Ladd gets to his cheeriness is a glare and Slick kicking sand onto a bystander, who yells at him, until he kind of just... keeps walking away...]

This entire thing is a huge waste of time. I'm still considering killing you two in your sleep and hijacking a plane back. Got a plan drawn and everything.

[sanguinosi]

Try it and I'll rip your tiny body in two!

[People are looking up, clearly quite annoyed by the stomping and general loudness emanating from the pair. If Ladd cares, he certainly doesn't show it.]

You even know how to fly a plane? I wouldn't want you to crash too quickly, without me even getting the chance to say goodbye!

[Suddenly, he plunges his umbrella into the sand and begins to lay down his towel.]

Now, isn't this a good spot? Plenty of room to sunbathe. And considering there ain't much else to do, unless I wanted to start killing lifeguards, I think it'll be my main hobby for the next couple of days. See, sometimes I'm glad that the robobitch stuck us out here. At least it gives me time to rest up!