[IC] The Adventurer(Jones Sparrow and WhiteLily)

[Jones Sparrow]

Ben's stomach already started to growl with anticipation. He loved trying to new foods, which was very common when you travel a lot. "I don't mind, the more cultural the better." He stated, not bothering to put his shirt on either until he dried off. Already walking back into town he could smell all the flavors the town had to offer. He was eager to try some of it.

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"Tell me about your tattoos," Aria said, raising a hand impulsively. She wanted to trace the one closest to her on Ben's arm, but she hesitated and dropped her hand back to her side.
"Did they hurt?" They were on the edge of the main square, but Aria lead Ben down a quieter side street, into the town itself. Men were sitting on porches, women gardening and children were playing. Aria waved to a few of them as they walked but kept going.

[Jones Sparrow]

Ben looked down at his arms and chest. He got these mostly from the tribes in South America. "Well, these are tribal tattoos.. In America, you are kinda a... jerk to have these on your arms, because they don't know what they mean or represent... but these are the real deal." He said with a smile. "The ones on my arm are from a tribal ritual to become apart of them. As well as the other arm." The black ink had a fluid and beautiful appeal to them. All having symbols that represented the task he did. "There was wrestling an alligator for this one... climbing a religious mountain for them, and drinking probably the grossest thing i haven ever drunk." He said with a laugh. He pointed to the one on his chest, a symbol full of wavy curves all in a circle. "This one is my favorite... It their symbol for a wave. A traveler. Someone who travels the world care free and flexible." he said with a smile.

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"They're beautiful," Aria said, finally gathering the courage to trace one on his upper arm with her finger,
"They tell stories, and have deep meaning for you and for the people who put them there. You worked hard for them," She said before dropping her hand and pointing to a small restaurant off to the side,
"There," She lead him in, soft guitar music was playing and the place was quiet, but there were a few people eating there.A man in the kitchen raised his hand and called a greeting as well as asking what they wanted,
"A plate of cacciucco, please!" Aria called back then sat at a corner booth. The table had full view of the restaurant,
"This is my favorite place to eat, and this is where I come on days when it is too wet or hot to go anywhere else. I people watch here."

[Jones Sparrow]

Her touch was electric when she traced one of his tattoos, and as she talked about them, he gave a smile, looking at her. He followed after her, smiling at the atmoshphere. He didn't know what she order but was eager to try it. He laughed at what she said, nodding. "I tend to do that as well when I'm visiting a place... I always go to a beach if they have one and sit and watch people... Maybe play my guitar sometimes." He smiled, kinda excited to do the same here... Maybe with Aria at his side, but he didn't want to make her feel like she had to be with him at all times

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"Well we have plenty of beaches here!"Aria said as their food arrived. It was a dark dish, a kind of very thick stew with meat,
"This is cacciucco, one of the staple foods of coastal cities here. The traditional type is made with five kinds of fish; one fish for every C in the name." She said, handing Ben a fork,
"There's no telling what kind of fish there is from day to day, it comes from whatever the fishermen catch." Aria motioned for Ben to have the first bite,
:"Go on."

[Jones Sparrow]

"Oh i know there beaches." He said with a laugh, then smiling as the food came to the table.It smelt very good, and looked just as well as it smelled. As she told him about it, it was very interesting on how it was made. He didn't hesitate to the take the fork. He scooped some of the stew up. "To Isola di Luna." He toasted, then took a bite. It was very fishy, and he knew it would be. It was salty, yet it had a nice flavor to it. Ben was not picky at all when it came to food. It went down easily, and he looked up at her, smiling. "Magnifico." Ben said, not taking another bite until she had some herself.

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Aria started into the dish herself, leaning her elbows on the table. She could taste the distinct flavors of each fish, but they blended well. This particular dish was one that could either come out delicious or awful depending on what went in it. Today's catches were a good mix, so the dish was nice.
"What would you like to see next?" She asked, taking another bite,
"Or are you tired and would like a rest?"

[Jones Sparrow]

Ben ate a few more bites before she asked the questions. Although he was a bit tired, he could still keep going. The sun was beginning to go down towards the horizon. "I still got a little bit of energy in me." Ben said with a smile, taking another bite. "Is there a place where there is music? A place where musicians play, and people dance?" He asked. It had been a while since he's been to a cheerful little place where people made music and were happy. It was in Spain when he got his guitar months ago. "Can you dance, Miss Aria?" He asked with a grin

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Aria grinned and shrugged,
"Maybe..." She said then nodded,
"I might know a little place where we like to go to dance,We have to be more discrete though. Mama would kill me if she knew I went here." Taking a last bite Aria set her fork down, full of the thick stew. She waved to the kitchen again before standing up,
"We don't have to pay, I have a tab here." She explained, taking Ben's hand to keep him close. As the night was drawing in, more people were coming out. Quite a few of them were heading in the same direction as Aria and Ben until they came to a large villa with lights strung all along the outside. There was loud Italian music playing and people were filing around to the back of the house. Looking back at Ben as she pulled him forward, Aria smiled and lead him into the thick of a crowd of dancing people. No one was really dancing in one style, but Aria started swaying to to sound of the music, her hips rocking,
"Do you like to dance Ben?" She asked over the music, her voice playful.

[Jones Sparrow]

Following Aria, holding on to her soft hand, Ben was already smiling as he heard the music, and see the people walk towards the house. The music was lively, and the band seemed into it. People were dancing all around. He turned to see Aria sway her hips, it was mesmerizing to him. When asked the question, he laughed. "I do like to dance, but i think many people would prefer if i didn't." He said with a grin. He started moving a bit to the beat, loving the sound of the acoustic instruments blend together.

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Still holding on to Ben's hand, Aria closed her eyes and let the music flow over her. Her body moved with the beat easily and she found herself moving closer to Ben. Finally Aria took a brave step in her mind and laid her arms on Ben's shoulders so that they were only inches away from one another. Moving herself with the music, Aria opened her eyes and gave Ben a shy look before stepping closer, closing the gap between them.

[Jones Sparrow]

Ben was loving the music, the beat, and the sight of the beautiful islander dancing by his side. His heart skipped a beat as he felt her arms go onto his bare shoulders, still swaying to the music. As she opened her brown eyes his knees went weak. He moved to the music two, and when their body connected, he gave a large grin, looking at her. He put his hands onto her waist, letting the beat take them away. He laughed and twirled her with one arm, then brought her back in with a smile, his green eyes sparkling with amusement.

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She laughed and her face flushed as Ben allowed her to be so close, with his hands on her. His eyes were amazing, they really were like a window to his soul, a soul that had seen so much and held many stories to share. As the music slowed to a romantic guitarra piece, a man's tenor voice rising and falling in traditional Italian with the song, Aria broke eye contact and looked over her shoulder, disappointed that the lively music didn't continue. It was different now, but she didn't want to move from Ben's touch, with his hands on her bare waist, the way they fit together they were like puzzle pieces meant for each other. Blushing, Aria moved to take a step back,
"We can sit this one out," She said reluctantly, hoping he would say no and pull her close again.

[Jones Sparrow]

The band slowed down, and Aria looked away. She was shy, he knew it. There was a way things were supposed to be, and she obeyed them... but she wanted to be free, and to be able to do whatever she wanted, and he loved that about her. She took a step back, but he kept his hands on her waist. Ben hesitated but then shook his head. "Sometimes its nice to settle down a bit and take things slow..." He said, pulling her back to him gently, not wanting to seem like he's forcing her. He looked back in to her beautiful eyes, smiling a bit, swaying to the music and voice of the band.

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She nodded and went back to him willingly their bodies pressing together again. Wrapping her arms around him, Aria ran her fingers through Ben's hair, letting him lead her in the dancing. She wanted to stay like this, she didn't want the day to end. It had been one of the greatest days of her life and with the coming night Aria knew that her mother was waiting for her at home, Papa was probably pretending not to worry but he was sitting in his chair, rocking a little more aggressively than usual. All too soon the music began drifting away to an end.

[Jones Sparrow]

Ben's body shivered with electricity as she ran her fingers through his hair. It had been a very long time since he's danced with a woman this close. And he was incredibly glad and lucky that it was this beautiful woman. They had the same personality, the same wants and desires... and she was absolutely stunning. They were probably getting looks, maybe a few jealous young men out there that have been dying to dance with Aria. he didn't care. All he cared about was the touch of her skin on his, and the way she made him feel. As the song came to an end, he slowly let her go, but holding on to her hand. He gave her a smile in the very young night. "You know how to show a foreigner a good time, Miss Aria." Ben laughed and brought her soft hand to his lips, giving it a light kiss. "Thank you very much for today... Will i be able to see you tomorrow?" he asked, knowing the look on her face showed worry that he could only assume was her parent's worry about her.

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Aria blushed as Ben kissed her hand, his lips were warm on the back of her hand and it ended all too soon. At his question, Aria bit her lip but nodded,
"I will be by in the morning, Mama will need help in the kitchen but then I will come to you." She let her hand linger in his before pulling away,
"The hotel is two blocks that way," She pointed as she took a couple steps back, not wanting to leave, but knowing she had to,
"Tomorrow we will go to the cliffs, and tomorrow night is the festival. Wear something blue," Was all that Aria said before turning away and jogging out of the yard. Once out in the open Aria felt as though she could breathe again. Ben's presence was intoxicating to her, and she wanted more. The run home helped to calm the young woman and clear her head enough to make up a viable excuse for her lateness when she arrived home, and was promptly scolded by her mother for being so up in the clouds as to lose track of time on the beach. She couldn't tell her parents about the attractive man from far off places, not yet at least.

[Jones Sparrow]

Ben nodded as she talked, and raised his eyebrow when she told him to wear blue. He watched her leave, then sighed. That was an incredible woman. The most genuine and honest girl he had ever met. As the people died away, and the band started to pack up, Ben talked to them for a bit, showing them a thing or two he learned himself in Spain. They loved it, and they played a song or two just for the hell of it for a little while. After saying goodbye to them he made his way back to the beach to grab his guitar case. As he did he looked at the island town. He saw the waterfall, and smiled at the thought of Aria and the smile on her face as she jumped.

Walking back, he kept thinking about Aria's words, very excited for tomorrow. He quietly made his way back to the hotel, making sure not to wake others.. if there were any. He set his case down in his room, took off his pants, only in his boxers. He climbed into the bed, realizing finally how tired he was. As he drifted off to sleep he couldnt help but think of Aria, and the way she looked at him.

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The next,morning Aria was kept far longer than she would have liked by her mother. She was set to clean the house and was about to be given a bucket to weed the garden when her father scoffed,
"Let her go Caterina, can't you see you've made the girl suffer enough." Aria's mother opened her mouth to protest, but Aria had already crossed the room to kiss her father on the cheek and was out the door,
"I will see you tonight at the festival!" She called, running down the road and into the town, Going up to the hotel door, Aria stepped inside and was immediately greeted by Rosa who directed a groaning Aria to the kitchen.
"I have rolls to make for tonight! You have plenty of daylight to go play! I will send Mr. Chase to meet you, now get baking!" The older woman pointed to the counter where a large bowl was set waiting to be filled with dough. Aria let her head drop back and groaned loudly, dragging her feet to start making the rolls.