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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Yotsuyu has regrets. Many of them. Chief of which is the fact that she did not manage to secure a space anywhere near a window. She is rather warm, sweating (not glowing, UGH), and if someone else takes a free grope--intentional or not--they may just find themselves Modified into more than they bargained for--or possessing more appendages than they once had. She is grateful to whichever benevolent spirits exist that she does not get motion sickness, or this might be even worse than it already is. She is also grateful for her fan. Truly, Yotsuyu misses the Academy's airship already.
Wave your hands: let's have a kiki
Perhaps you might expect Yotsuyu to be reading quietly and shading herself under an umbrella, out of the way of all the beachgoing chaos by the rather exuberant student body. Perhaps you will be surprised, then, to know that you are wrong, and, giggling like a little girl, Yotsuyu has already chosen a swimsuit and thrown herself into the surf and is splashing around as if she's half her age. She isn't sure what it is, but she's availed herself of a pool noodle, and is alternately floating on it out in the waves, or finding someone to (gently!) bean. (Most Likely Target: Jecht. 'Cause he'll put up with it. But really, no one is safe...)
Fire in the Sky: this kiki is marvelous
There were fireworks on Hydaelyn, not that the Empire was given to using them often--if at all. They were more Eorzean or Doman celebrations--when the Domans had something to celebrate, which wasn't often under the Acting Viceroy. Still, now? Yotsuyu's eyes are wide as the beautiful sunset is replaced by the spectacle. She'd made a contribution of her own to the professors' feast, as well--a large armload of clams. She'd been forced to dig them as a child, but it was less a task here, and more something enjoyable she could do for (and with, if anyone had wanted to help!) her friends. There are also rice balls for the vegetarians, regardless of what she has had to Discover to do it!
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"Nice moves! You gotta teach me that sometimes!"
... Coming from above, as Webby was hanging from the ceiling.
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Good riddance.
"Though I could probably teach you a few minor Modification spells as well." Ones that might paint a word like 'Loser' on someone's forehead. Not permanently, of course, but a couple of hours tended to suffice for humiliation.
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"I use it as my focus as well--no one ever told me that I had to use a wand," she sniffed, though Headmaster Birony had certainly made a good argument for one. But if nothing else, Yotsuyu was stubborn. "It has enough heft to deter miscreants, and still do enough to keep me cool as well, should I use it for its intended purpose. I suppose I could sharpen it, but I am only willing to go so far with it as such."
Besides, it wasn't as if she didn't carry a dagger with her, if she needed something for that purpose.
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A momentary flash of sadness - she missed Granny! - before pushing it back.
"Control is a really good thing too! Sometimes I still have trouble telling who's an enemy and who's just trying to play surprise."
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"Enemies tend to not play surprise," Yotsuyu chuckled. "Then again, I suppose there are some who are stealthy enough, I wager." Like ninjas back on Hydaelyn. Not that she had had a great amount of exchange with them, save when she'd been Tsukuyomi...
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Louie had made it very clear she was no longer allowed to imply she could make a person bleed to death. Which sucked, but she'd complied.
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"Have you been practicing, at least?"
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Fire
"Do you need assistance?" He's looking at the clams she has and shakes his head. "I can aid you if you wish." He's not really sure how to help. But as long as she tells him what she needs to be done, he's more than happy to do it.
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Yotsuyu gave a firm nod at Hendrik. "That and I likely ought to get some seaweed to steam them with. Perhaps make my own fire--I'm certain that they've only thought about the meat eaters among us. I could make rice balls with a bit of Discovery..."
Considering Yotsuyu was not much of a meat eater, herself. The sausages and hamburgers, if that were all she was expected to eat, would quickly be too much for her.
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But then he had to look away because her outfit was nothing he'd ever seen her in. So hearing about steaming and the fire gave him something more constructive to do and focus on. "I will go gather the seaweed and if you need further assistance, then I am at your disposal."
Hendrik nodded and then turned away to get the seaweed and find some firewood.
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"Though I suppose here, it might be such. It does not seem like the professors thought much of our vegetarian friends. A simple oversight, and simple enough to fix, eh?"
She was well aware that some of the other students preferred not to eat any sort of animal flesh at all, and if given the option, Yotsuyu did so only sparingly, herself.
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"I was speaking of here. You thought of others and how they might enjoy something other than what was typically available." There was a compliment in there somewhere. He didn't want to get into her past and make her sad.
"It is a simple fix." Hendrik would so much rather that they are on the same side in just about everything. He'd had opposed her mistakenly and learned from it that it wasn't a place he really wanted to be.
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Not that she had any antidotes with her, but there were teachers enough here if she misstepped. Though Yotsuyu had no plans for that either...
"I might have to Discover water as well. And rice vinegar. I've got plenty of sea water, of course, but that might be a bit too much salt..."
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Still, Hendrik would be here to try and help. So he nodded. "I can start gathering the seaweed if that would help you."
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"I haven't the proper materials to properly distill the water and get the salt out of it. Were we closer to the school, indeed it might work, but we are not, and so what I can do will simply have to suffice." More work, but if that was what made her balk at a task--well. She wouldn't be who she was.
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Kiki's delivery service?
No easy bean target here, mostly because Jecht was up on the beach for a moment, shielding his eyes to stare out at Yotsuyu with open appreciation.
"You sure it ain't a crime to look that hot?"
Re: Kiki's delivery service?
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"I mean you're looking attractive an' sexy."
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Apparently not. Still, even as she cringed internally, she managed to swallow a snarky comment in return and be nice. Her past was not his fault. "Thank you."
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Though if she could close on him now, in all the awkwardness, Yotsuyu would get a swat in with that pool noodle she still held...she wasn't likely to get another opportunity, after all.
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