You Asked For It: The Beach Trip

[magicademymods]

Be Careful What You Wish For: A Beach Adventure Crowded Quarters 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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[woo_oo]

Crowded Quarters

[THE BEACH!!! DOING BEACH THINGS!!! Webby so thrilled, you guys. Sure, she's been to the marina back at Duckburg, but that wasn't exactly built for fun and excitement. Right now, she's so excited she can't stand still! ... Which you would think she'd be forced to, given how tightly packed the ride is.

Nope! She's hanging from the handles, occasionally swinging from one to the next like a kid on the monkey bars.]

Hey, what do people DO at the beach anyway?

Wave Your Hands If You're Shore

[It took a while to find something in her size, but the end result is sheer cuteness. Time to have some fun in the sun! You can catch her either...

... Collecting sea shells, inspecting them thoroughly, and humming as they puts them in a bucket.

... Or playing with a beach ball and accidentally (?) throwing it into your face. Here's hoping it's one of those soft ones and not a volleyball.]

Catch!

Fire In The Sky

[So pretty! Webby has finally calmed down for the most part, sitting on a beach towel as she watches the fireworks and nibbling on food. She hugs her knees, smiling as the colors explode in the sky.]

... I'm really glad I'm here.

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Wave Your Hands

[mithrarin]

[Okay, Webby just lobbed a ball at a guy who's used to reacting in combat more than anything else.]

[As soon as the warning comes and his keen ears and battle intuition detect an incoming projectile, Dust leaps to one side, rolling on the sand and coming up with his momentum intact so he can boot the ball off into the distance. The twist of his kick carries him around in a circle, water whirling off his foot in a glistening arc before he lands back in the surf with one hand back and ready and one forward to guard.]

[It would've looked much cooler if he'd been in his usual clothes complete with cloak, but the tail tracing his movements in midair helped make up for that a little.]

[woo_oo]

[Boy, that ball flies... and flies... and flies. With the two of them 'working' together, that ball had gotten some momentum!

... Difficult to say if either of them can get the ball back because it's so far away now, is what's being said.

Not that Webby minds right away, smiling cheerfully.]

Wow, that was a great move! Did the job and looked intimidating to boot!

[mithrarin]

...Sorry. I wasn't expecting that. [And he had been expecting an attack, or at least, that's how his reflexes are wired.] I hope you weren't using that.

[woo_oo]

Well, it belongs to the school, and I was playing with it... But that's okay! We can always play a new game.

[We?]

[mithrarin]

A -- game?

[What just happened?]

[woo_oo]

Since I started that one, you can start this one! What do you want to play?

[mithrarin]

I... have no idea. I don't normally play games. [As in, he doesn't play games at all. Has never played a game in his life. Literally.]

[woo_oo]

Okay, then I'll choose! Wanna have a swimming race?

[As one sheltered person to another, she feels a bond! ... Also she really wants to play.]

[mithrarin]

[Sheltered... isn't the right word.]

Hmm. I'm pretty sure I know how to swim, so that works.

[woo_oo]

Great! So... see that big rock in the distance?

We'll race who gets to it first!

[mithrarin]

All right.

[Dust rolls his shoulders, then his neck, to loosen up. He doesn't have any illusions about winning this race, but it ought to be a good test of what he can do, right?]

[woo_oo]

[Webby does a few short, quick exercises first, and then gently puts her sun-hat aside on the sand.]

Okay, ready? ... Also, hi, I'm Webby!

[mithrarin]

I'm Dust.

[And he... is not putting his hat aside. Seems like he'll be going in with that little handicap.]

[woo_oo]

Nice to meet you, Dust!

[With that out of the way-]

Three, two, one, GO!

[And she BOLTS like lightning!]

[mithrarin]

[That's a fast kid.]

[Dust whips into motion, crashing into the water as he got both his arms and his legs going. Yes, he definitely knew how to swim -- luckily. So he put his not-insignificant strength into it, cutting forward... despite the resistance of his hat.]

[woo_oo]

[Fast in the water, too! She pops her head up as they race, still cheerful.]

Wow, you're making great time despite the weight!

[mithrarin]

[Weight? He doesn't realize she means the hat. And he also doesn't have the luxury to respond, needing to focus on the swimming more than she seems to. Frowning in concentration, he keeps a steady pace, pushing on.]

[woo_oo]

[Not a conversationalist? Okay, she gets it!]

See you there!

[The race looks like it might be a tie...!]

[mithrarin]

[Not quite. Webby has too many advantages over him, all told; by the time they draw close to the rock, he's fallen behind enough that recovery isn't going to happen.]

[Still, what's to mind? The exercise feels pretty good, all things considered.]

[woo_oo]

[She makes it to the rock! She then climbs atop, and sits, waiting for him.

When he arrives, she smiles and cheers!]

Yay, you made it, good for you!

[mithrarin]

What, did you think I wouldn't?

[Dust grabs onto the side of the rock, holding his head up as water streams off his hat.]

[woo_oo]

Well, the clothing was going to weight you down no matter what... but that doesn't matter, 'cause we had fun!

[mithrarin]

It's just a hat. [And a swimsuit, but that didn't count at all.] I'm a little surprised you're as comfortable as you are.

[woo_oo]

Oh, I can be comfortable in anything! It's all about the right mindset!