Sunning by the Pool [OPEN TO EVERYONE THAT EVER LIVED]

Lotte's eyes widened. She started to tremble, her mouth slightly ajar. She lifted herself out of the pool, not caring for who saw her. "T-t-t-that...." she stammered, before she picked up her sandal and chucked it at the wolf. "Creep! Swine! Pervert!"
Tears of embarrassment fell from her eyes, and she sat down, taking in what had just happened. She had pet him. She had swam with him. She...saw her like this! And from under her too! A blush of same and utter anger entered her face, and put her head down on her knees, burying her face in her arms.

Montare failed to react fast enough and was hit in the face by Lotte's sandal, making him lose balance for a moment and close the door by bumping into it. He sat there for a moment, dazed and whimpering. He caused trouble just for going for a swim. And he still had to wait at the now closed door for someone to come and open it for him. Hopefully whoever did didn't beat the crap out of him beforehand.

Alicia covered herself up more with her towel and stood shakily, watching as the other girl had thrown her shoe at the boy. She wanted to look away, but then again, she couldn't - she had to be sure that he was gone.
Jason, meanwhile, had pulled himself up and off of the ground, making his way over to the doors where Montare stood. He also couldn't help but admire Lotte's good aim for a moment, but that's besides the point. The autumn boy shook his head in disgust, "You really just can't learn, can you?" In frustration, he threw a blind kick - whether he hit Montare or kicked open the door, he wasn't entirely sure.

It should be obvious, that with Montare's luck in situations like this, he got kicked, not the door. Seeing as he was in the form of a pup, it did a lot of damage. He, after being kicked against the door behind him, fell on his side, and did not get up. He simply lay there, trying to stay awake as he tried to drag himself away from Jace, thinking he might kick again. The pain, seeing as he was a mere pup and Jason had kicked with great force, was very intense.

With clenched fists, he stared the wet dog down as he whimpered. Jason groaned in frustration under his breath, "What? Brave enough to harass a few girls, but too cowardly to face someone who doesn't mind fighting back?" Even with the challenge, he figured this Montare wouldn't do much but continue to stare. There would be no satisfaction in kicking him again, there was little in the first time. Instead, he bent over and picked up the mutt by the scruff, opening the door and tossing him outside - moving quickly to slam the door shut again.

Ethel had been out of the pool immediately to comfort her friend, She glared at Montare as he was quite literally kicked out, and sat next to Ethel, rubbing her back. She couldn't believe someone would disguise themselves as a doh to take advantage of a girl. Rage boiled within the usually docile ghost, and she wished she was able to slap Montare. Or at least thank Jace for his help...
Lotte heard the whimpering, but kept her face in her lap. She did not want to see the dog get kicked, this not being because it was painful to watch, but because Montare was painful to look at. She had tried to avoid him due to what she had heard, and due to this expected him to leave her alone. Lotte wasn't as pretty as some other girls on the campus, so she thought the creep people rumored about wouldn't bother with her. Yet, he did...
She felt dumb for not knowing it was Montare. She knew of his power and of the strangeness of a puppy appearing in a random place like a gym. She was just not used to powers; not used to having her guard up for things like that. She never thought she had to...

A howl of pain could be heard when Montare hit the ground. He was really hurt from getting kicked and being thrown onto the floor hadn't helped. It felt as though something may have broken, and the pain prevented him from moving much. He started whimpering, although there was no way one of them were going to help him.

Jason closed the door and rubbed his temples, walking back to the pool and looking at Lotte, "Are you alright?" He asked.

Alicia slid quietly to the ground, staring at the cement under her. It was probably just her strongly merciful side that felt bad for the little boy getting kicked around - seemingly with no where to go with all the rumors that had been spread, but then she remembered how seriously he had looked at her - what he had done; how his pathetic demeanor was some kind of insane, then she felt the compassion quickly lose itself again. "How long is he going to stay here...?" She muttered.

Lotte didn't move for a little bit, but let her head rise once more. "Yeah..." she murmured. Her eyes were red from her brief session of crying, which had passed, but she seemed like the polar opposite of the usual Lotte, who was always happy and energetic and armed with a camera to make a satirical jab at every situation she could. Montare had to go. There was no doubt about it. "Thank you..." said the girl, looking up at Jace. She was still trembling slightly, from shock and dying rage.

Alicia bit her lip, not wanting to move from her spot or leave the area anytime soon, lest she accidently run into that dog again. She curled up in her towel, staying quiet and feeling the sun hit the back of her neck through the windows. Jason, meanwhile, was looking down at Lotte - thinking how strange it was, how shaken up the girl was. It was so unlike her. "Hey, don't mention it." He said, feeling like he should give her a hug or something, but only sitting next to her instead. Same with Alicia, only he hardly knew her.

Lotte looked down at her knees again, the room suddenly getting awkward once more. Now that she was calmed down, she felt that the mood of the place could get livelier again. Even Ethel was surprised when Lotte stood up, starting to stretch her arms over her neck. She didn't feel that embarrassed anymore as to what she was wearing. She got used to the fact that these people saw her wearing such a thing, and it no longer bothered her. The girl started to slowly walk to the pool.

Jason quietly watched as the girl pulled herself up onto her feet, stretching out and starting a short walk to the pool. An idea came to him, though, as he stood up and put a mischievious grin on his face, looking ready to break into.a run. "Hey Lotte, you do know how to swim, right?" He called, feigning a nonchalent tone.

Lotte didn't look at him, and instead looked at the ceiling with a confused expression. "Yeah. Why?" asked the girl. Ethel saw what was coming herself, but didn't warn Lotte. They needed some comedic relief to brighten the atmosphere hanging over the room. This would probably do.
Ethel got up and suddenly ran to the pool, doing a cannonball but landing with no audible sound. This distracted Lotte, and she looked at the girl jump in the pool.

Well, thank you, Ethel. Jace smiled and gave a quick stretch, not bothering to answer the girl - but waiting to move when she seemed distracted. She still wasn't at the edge of the pool, but that was alright, Jace could improvise. The young man started a quick sprint, scooping the light Lotte up in his arms and leaping with her into the water.

"W-what!?"
The girl was indeed shocked as she was literally swept off her feet by Jace. "What are you doi--"
The splash cut her off as the two crashed into the water. A moment later, Lotte surfaced, and even surprised herself by laughing. The boy really knew how to cheer a girl up. She waded, awaiting him to surface as well. Ethel, meanwhile, waded nearby, giggling her ghostly head off.