fandomhigh | Everything's A Weapon, Wednesday, Period 3

Notices had been ~~handwavily~~ sent out to all the students, informing them to dress for a day at the beach, which probably meant that no one was surprised to find the Danger Shop set up as an idyllic beach scene. Off to the right, burgers and hot dogs and ears of corn were sizzling on a grill. Next to the grill sat an open cooler, filled with ice and soda and snacks. Several large beach umbrellas offered shade to brightly colored towels leading off to the left, where a beach volleyball net was set up. There were even a few kayaks pulled up out of the water in case anyone wanted to go for a quick ride. There were also several baskets of flip-flops and suntan lotions, just in case anyone was worried about getting burned.

“Hey,” Cindy said with a wave, relaxing in a portable hammock. Peeking over the tops of her sunglasses, she gave the students a smile. “Are you glad not to be a pony anymore?”

“I know I sure as hell am,” Reno, who was clad in a pair of black swim trunks with happy yellow chocobos all over them, stated with a roll of his eyes. “If I had to come to this class as a little friggin’ horse, I’d have set you all up with little maps of the island an’ got you to spend classtime kickin’ at ‘em with your hind legs, yo.” Reno smirked, and then clasped his hands behind his head. “Either way, we’re stuck in London, and it’s been lookin’ like it’s tryin’ to compete with Japan for most rainy days on record since summer started, so we get a beach party today, yo. I know, I know, how are you ever gonna cope? I say deal, kids. Deal.”

Such a difficult request.

“We have extra sunglasses if you’re worried about getting blinded from the glare coming off of Reno’s legs,” Cindy added with a laugh. She gestured towards the rest of the beach, set up for their enjoyment. “So, yeah. Hang out, relax, enjoy a real summer day while enjoying the benefits of opposable thumbs. That batch of burgers should be about done, too, if anybody’s hungry.” She leaned back, picking up a novel and an umbrella’d drink. “We’re getting kicked out of here at the end of class, so better enjoy yourself while you can.”

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It’s a class on the beach, so do whatever comes natural: tanning, swimming, eating, kayaking, frisbee, beach volleyball, whatever! It’s not like Cindy and Reno are going to enforce the ‘wait an hour after eating’ rule, either. Today’s class is just all about relaxation.

James gravitated towards the kayaks as he munched on a burger. Curiously small boats, looked like they would be perfect for navigating the small waterways inside (and beneath) the city of Krondor...

Squall wandered over to the volleyball net, hoping someone would want to join him.

He ALSO looked over everything he could see on the beach, evaluating what would work best as a weapon.

Kate, as it happened, had managed to procure a ball from the sand nearby.

"You know how to play?"

"Of course." Squall shrugged. "Or we could just volley without keeping score. If this week follows the same pattern as last week, we'll be interrupted by something attacking."

"Oh, I hope so," Kate said, with with more than a little anticipation. The fighty part was the best part. Kicking some fake monster ass was her kind of class.

"I don't know how to keep score anyway," she admitted, tossing the ball at him without bothering to warn. He looked ready enough not to get smacked in the face.

Squall bumped the ball up into a high arc over the net. "If it touches the ground on your side, I get a point," he told her.

Was she ready enough?

"Do we--" Kate had to pause as she dodged across to try and slap it back over at him, "-- get points for hitting people?" she joked.

"You know, five for a foot fifty for a headshot?"

"Nope," Squall answered. He dove for the ball and hit it back across the net. "Not unless you're making up your own rules," he added. "One point for hitting the ground on the other side of the net. And that's only if it lands in-bounds, and you were the one who served."

Sometimes, humor was lost on him.

Apparently so. Kate huffed her amusement, bouncing on her toes as she moved across the sand to tap the ball just across the net.

"But where's the fun in that?"

Kate's idea of fun possibly didn't match up with everyone else's.

Squall was too far from the ball and grunted in disappointment when it hit the sand. Then he raised an eyebrow at Kate. "You got no enjoyment from that?"

Kenzi waded out into the ocean, and started beach-combing, looking for shells and treasure.

Tanning close to the water seemed like the perfect mix to Jason - it wasn't too hot with the water curling up around his ankles, and he could work on not being so pale.

Goose opted to try and do some kayaking which looked the most appealing.

Beach attire for Alexander now included some swim trunks, but he still had on a t-shirt, and he still had that blasted cat statue with him. Still, as this was a class entitled Everything is a weapon, he was not about to let this idyllic setting catch him off guard. He was going to enjoy the sun and maybe a fruity drink with an umbrella in it, but he was mostly going to spend his time considering what about him might make a good weapon. He figured, if anything, that the instructors would expect them to answer that question eventually, even if they said it was just about relaxation.

Listen, you didn't survive where hundreds of other boys had failed by resting easy...

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