Be Careful What You Wish For: A Beach Adventure
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To the joy and delight of the Sundered students who feel joy and delight over going to the beach, the Sundered students get to go to the beach in celebration of their completed midterms! Professor Trammel has graciously paid their way on the local airship, which runs regular routes on summer days to the ocean some 45 minutes away, and so every student who so desires can pack up and head onto it to enjoy a fantastic day of fun and adventure!
Slight downside: the airship is small and packed, as it keeps its fees low by relying on volume to turn a profit. The crowded travel compartment is standing-room-only, and even those who are lucky enough to get seats won't find themselves with much shoulder room. Some people may even find themselves in the lap of a fellow student, which only the most cynical and bitter of minds would abuse as a way to ship-tease (right?). The trip isn't long, just hot and stuffy. You can make it, students!
Wave Your Hands If You're Shore
The beach at last! Though the hot sun beats down from above, a gentle breeze blows in from the ocean and the water itself is delightfully cool without being icy cold. Waves run about five to six feet in height, enough to be forceful without dominating like some giant curl suitable only for surfing. Though scores of people have set up tents, umbrellas, blankets, and towels across the sands, the Diatu contingent has plenty of space to conjure up tables and chairs, an awning and plenty of shade. Professor Trammel politely deploys Spells of Sunscreening, as well as directing students to the swimwear the school has obtained and the screened canvas changing areas where they can don them. Helpfully, he's obtained all manner of suits to fit any taste, so... choose wisely? Baskets of sandwiches and drinks kept magically chilled offer sustenance for the busy swimmers, and all manner of balls, nets, and beach toys to enjoy.
The Sand Castle Contest
Early in the afternoon, Professor Trammel announces that a sand castle contest is open to all participants! The rules are as follows:
- 1. Headmaster Birony is forbidden from competing. (At this, Headmaster Birony sulkily turns Makerion Keep back into stone and sends it back to the Magicademy Campus. Ka students will be finding sand in odd places for a while.)
- 2. Students may work in teams of no more than 2.
- 3. You will have an hour to work with any of the sand-castle tools available.
- 4. Judging will be on creativity, quality, and durability.
- 5. 'Bedmaster Hirony' is forbidden from competing. (Headmaster Birony rips her fake mustache off and throws it to the ground in frustration.)
You have a few minutes to form pairs and get ready. Who will win the competition?
Teachers' Day Off
Some of the Professors, too, have taken the day off! Students are treated to the sight of Professor Trammel digging a hole in the surf so his own knocked-together sand structure goes up against the waves, leaving him to improve its walls and channels each time to make for a better hope of surviving. Professor King is teaching anyone who will listen about a new game she calls Sunder-inlota, which involved lobbing a ball through portals to get it into the other team's goal. Headmaster Birony occupies herself doing a Sorcerer's Apprentice thing with the waves, making them smash and crash against each other with glee, while Professors Porfsin and Trent fail to put campus politics aside and both spend the day trying to attract an audience with their own personal performances. And Professor Kith just... swims and enjoys herself, like a normal human being, which is probably in violation of the Adequate Wackiness In Teaching Staff Proclamation, but no one seems inclined to call her on it.
Fire in the Sky
As darkness falls over the beach, swimming comes to an end as the gathered people move to get home, their day off done. The Magicademy, however, still has some tricks up its organizational sleeve. With fires conjured along the sands, the Professors take turns cooking -- simple fare like sausages and hamburger patties, that even the less adept among them (coughCamBironycough) can't screw up. And as the last vestiges of sunlight vanish behind the horizon and the beach and ocean are both swept in darkness, Professor Trammel pulls off his final flourish: a Discovery of beautiful lights exploding in the sky, a mixture between fireworks and aurora borealis that paints the night in glory.
All in all, not a bad day. |
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diatu2019-06-19 04:01 pm
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Hel had packed the infinity cloth with a few items for the trip, and was now standing on the airship narrowing her eyes that anyone to dared to jostle it or her. While she could understand the desire to cut expenses this was getting ridiculous. They were packed in here like sardines. If she had known it was going to be this bad then she would have flown along after the ship from the outside.
Not able to take it anymore she snapped at the next person that bumped into her.
"Excuse you, you bumbling oaf." It didn't matter if the person was male, female, human or beast- she didn't care.
Wave your hands if you're shore
Having donned her swimsuit and found a floaty ring to cling onto, she was bobbing up and down on the waves. If asked she would attest to the concept that she could in fact swim, but she would never leave the safety of the inner tube, so draw your own conclusions. Surprisingly she found relaxing difficult without her usual companions. You would think she would be enjoying this more with how quiet it was, but it only highlighted that something was missing.
After staying out there a little longer, she would paddle into shore and find a beach chair with an umbrella to recline under.
Opening the infinity cloth, she took out a book of spells to read over.
Sand Castle
Hel might not have entered the contest, at least not yet but she was busily working on making something. Gathering up bucket loads of sand, she mixed the contents with a little water then dumped each load onto the growing pile. When it was tall enough she began using her hands to smooth out the sides and give form to the figure. She worked quietly on the now massive lump of sand, not really expecting anyone to approach her in the meantime.
When she was finished she stood back to admire her work.
Yup- that was the dopey face of her guard-dog from Helheim, alright. It looked fine, but it was no substitute for the original. Not to be overly sentimental. Garm was likely tending to business as he should be watching over her realm in her absence. It wasn't as if they could both gallivant off to another dimension.
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Wave Your Hands
So the sight of that huge tube, big enough to hold a person, had him pausing it patent confusion. He tried to figure it out, reluctantly concluded he couldn't, and hesitantly asked, "What... is that, anyway?"
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"It's called an inner tube." Don't ask her why. She didn't know what was so inner about it, but the tube shape made sense. She couldn't even remember if these originated in Nordicia or Neiderberry.... eh one of those places were most likely. "They're just to keep you afloat."
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"That's... It's just so you can relax out on the water?" Which appeared to be about what she was doing, though Dust still couldn't quite get the idea behind it. Of course, he also knew his experience was decidedly lacking here.
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"Isn't that what it looks like?" I mean if he needed a demonstration she was literally in the process of displaying it's function. "Sometimes they use them to rescue passengers that go overboard too.... it's the same function but for a different scenario." Ie. It floats.
"Don't you ever just lounge about to rest for a while?"
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