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Adaptability And You, Monday, 2nd Period

Right, so there was no creeping horror outside. That was a good thing! Hell, if Kanan was the singing sort, he'd be singing the praises of this new and improved situation from the rooftops! Honest.

... This week might come and go without him even realizing what the strangeness was.

"So it's a safe one this week, folks," he shared, having sent the students directions to a particular spot on the beach. There was no way in hell he wasn't taking advantage of it being safe to do so, no. He'd brought bottled water and fruits and there appeared to be a net set up in the sand. "Which means today we're going to work on movement in difficult terrain. And hand-eye coordination."

Sure, Kanan.

"Grab a ball and a partner, stand on opposite sides of the net, and hit that thing back and forth. Don't let it touch the sand if you can help it. Don't fall if you can help it. And, because this is Fandom, if you have any abilities or tools at your disposal that might make this exercise easier for you, please feel free to give them a try. Just communicate what you're about to do to your partner if it's something potentially dangerous."

Yes, class, today was beach volleyball day: Powers on.

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Taking a break!

Prince Sidon

Sabine Wren

Okuyasu Nijimura

Billy Batson

Nina

Lana Beniko

Enjoy the beach, take some water, eat some fruit - yes, Sidon, you're welcome to go grab yourself a fish - and then contemplate today's exercise!

Look, it was either this, or stocking up on emergency supplies while the getting was good, and Force only knew if they'd still be here next week.

Kanan was not thinking about what he'd teach next week if this really was the end of it, thank you.

Sidon had gotten so used to making do with meager snack options for these classes that he didn't even think to take advantage of their proximity to the water to go and snag himself something a little more appropriate for his diet, really. After all, he could manage to stomach a little bit of fruit now and then and the class was about adaptability, was it not? So he seemed content enough in nibbling on a strawberry or two while contemplating the game and how it really could be rather fun to move it into the water, but he would appreciate the challenge of it on sand.

He was still pretty good in sand, though, he felt, and wondered if, should he happen to dive for the ball on occassion (which he would most definitely do), if that still was considered falling. Or merely, simply...just showing off.

Hahahahaha yeah, no, the small pink snake that was Nina? Was super not going to go and try to play anything!

She was too small! And cute! And what if a ball killed her?

She was maybe, though, like, going to blissfully curl up on a particularly sunny rock for a bit though.

Without a soundtrack, sadly. Kanan doesn't even know who Kenny Loggins is, but deep down in his soul he knows something is missing, here.

Still, pair off and grab a ball, and then, hopefully after some discussion, send this ball back and forth using whatever means necessary to keep it off the sand when it's on your side of the net. If that just means playing regular beach volleyball, so be it. If it lets you get creative about things, even better.

Sidon had himself a ball, he was wiggling his little somewhat-webbed and definitely clawd toes in the sand, he was ready to go!, and so all he needed now was a partner, looking to catch the eye of someone who might not terribly mind going up against someone who was probably taller than the net between them itself...

Okuyasu was still having trouble not thinking of Sidon as clearly being someone's Stand instead of an actual person. So he decided to try and pair off with him to help shake that notion.

"...I think you might have and advantage at this," he said, because boy howdy was Sidon, like, Jotaro-sized.

"Oh, no, not at all," Sidon insisted, emphatically, but with good cheer and he laughed a little shaking his head. "I assure you, while my height may seem as thought it may be an assist in such a matter, I have been considering the game quite carefully, and I rather believe I have a few marks against me as well! After all, such dry sand is hardly a preferred terrain for such an amphibious creature such as myself, and, just think! Should the ball surpass me and head for the ground, I have much further to go to save it than everyone else!"

So, sure, yeah, go ahead and tell the other person the best strategy to beat you, Sidon, that works.

"However!" he grinned broadly, toothily, pumping the fist not holding the ball. "There is but one way to find out for certain! Shall we engage in this battle of the ball? Prepare yourself, and simply say the word, and I shall volley the ball your way and we may begin!"

Okuyasu nodded along with all that Sidon said, though in his head he was starting to regret this whole decision. Not because of the game but because he hadn't quite anticipated how Sidon talked.

"Well I'm no pushover but I don't think I'm going to be jumping into the sand if I can help it," Okuyasu said. Trying to pick sand out of his hair sounded pretty awful if you asked him. "My stand won't be useful here either, unless I just want to get rid of the ball."

That seemed like not a useful strategy.

"And we wouldn't have much of a game, really," Sidon mused, chuckling faintly, "without a ball! Though I'm sure we could find something to suffice in the meantime! I shall certainly attempt to ensure that you shouldn't have to go jumping in the sand at all," Sidon himself planned to do as many dives and lunges as he possible could, meanwhile, but, at the same time, he didn't exactly have any hair to be concerned about, "but I can make no guarantees! It is my first time playing such a game, that I can recall, and therefor I haven't a clue how it will go!"

But he sounded...terribly excited to find out.

"Ready then?" he asked, though his excitement could not be contained any longer. "Here we go!"

Without further ado, he gave the ball a little toss up into the air and swiftly hit it, as hard as he could, because how else would he hit it, to go soaring over the net toward Okuyasu, whether he was ready or not!

"Gyeh!" was the noise Okuyasu made as he lunged to catch the ball with a set, which he then lobbed back over without much effort or keenness for competition.

"Is this really supposed to teach us anything? Did the teacher just want a beach day?"

Wait, why was he complaining about class at the beach?

"Why," said Sidon, with not only the utmost sincerity but also the complete faith in the fact that these words he was saying were absolutely and irrefutably true, while he kept a keen eye on the ball to judge its direction (much like watching fish, really, when you're about to catch one!) so that he could get under it as best he could and give it a good swat back up and over the net again, "it's to give us practice in working with difficult terrain such as sand, and to work on our hand-eye coordination!"

Which is exactly what Kanan had said, so it must have been true; weren't you paying any attention, Okuyasu?

"It helps us to think on our feet and make quick adjustments at a moment's notice, and allows us to do so while having fun! It's absolutely marvelous!"

"...Right," Okuyasu said, thinking all this positivity was a little much. But then he remembered he was second guessing school just being a blow off class and he smirked.

And completely missed the ball as it landed in the sand.

"Gyeh!" he let out again. "That's a point for you, then. I guess thinking fast isn't my strong suit."

It really, really wasn't.

Lana shrugged and picked up a ball, getting a feel for the sand, which was damper than she was used to.

If asked, he'd stand by his story that this was absolutely his plan for any safe week lessons all along, yes.

Anyway, he was here if anybody needed him, and was actually looking pretty fine, today.

She did not need him, she needed no one! Okay, that was a lie, but shush.

But, like, Nina did figure she ought to at least explain that she existed to him.

Nina couldn't really talk in her current form, but she was going to bobble over to him--she was getting better at flying, but she still only had, like, a few hours practice tops here--to eye him.

And flick her tongue out at him.

Hi, Grumpy Bus Driver.

Considering his TA was currently a wren - and now he was making certain Sabine wasn't anywhere within snake-munching-range, Kanan supposed he really shouldn't be surprised by this.

He blinked at her. Squinted a little.

And then decided that whatever this week's weirdness was, it probably had something to do with animal transformations. If he wound up a cat by the end of the week, so help him...

"Morning, Nina."

Not even a question, nope.

Ppppppbhhhhtpb.

Could a snake look offended? Why yes, yes a snake could look offended.

He wasn't supposed to guess so easily!

"... Is your name offensive now? Must've missed that memo," Kanan mused.

Sorry, Nina. There was no pulling a fast one over on Kanan when it came to animal transformations. The dirty rotten cheater had the Force backing him up, there.

And, like, normally she appreciated a good, rotten cheat. But not from him!

Nina grumbled out a hiss at him, which was less annoyed than it could have been since, like, really everything was still pretty much under the happy haze of she could fly!!!!!!!!!!!

She did, however, look over at where they were supposed to be playing a game and pointedly shake her... well, she tried to shake her head.

It was more like 'shake her whole noodle body' though, since flying and all.

Which was an interesting look, really. Raising an eyebrow, Kanan held out an arm, in case she wanted to light somewhere.

The real estate on his shoulder was already occupied by Sabine.

"No," he said, "you don't have to play volleyball. People generally need hands for that one, anyway."

And, like, Nina would probably not mean to eat Sabine, and would feel really bad about it after, but... uh...

Probably best not to try sharing the shoulders.

She was going to settle on that arm though, with a hissy little thanks, as she folded her wings against her back.

And an inquisitive glance up at the bird.

"Nina, Sabine. Sabine, Nina. No eating one another."

That would definitely lead to detention.

That was Sabine?

No way! Sabine was, like, way cool and super destructive and well put together and--

Nina had to lean up to get a better look at this. Because, like, what.

Vette made sense as a bird! Vette was flighty and skittish and cute as a button and--

Sabine, what?

That was what happened when you had a name like Wren.

Kanan held his arm up slightly so that Nina could get her look. You know. Just casually.

"No eating," he reiterated. And then paused before adding, "You've got someone looking out for you after class, Nina?"

He didn't want to have to make space for a whole petting zoo of students if he could help it.

But if she didn't have someone looking after her, he would, wouldn't he?

Luckily for Kanan, that question pulled Nina's attention away from Sabine--who would look more appetizing, she was pretty sure, if she hadn't managed to eat breakfast already--and back on to him.

And, like, okay, Vette was sometimes flaky about pet care, but Nina was still pretty convinced that her bestie would take care of her. And, like, if not, Nina was pretty sure she could send Foomy on an Epic Quest to hunt down Prompto.

So she gave him a hissy little laugh and nodded in the direction of the dorms. She had people!

Which was amazing, really, and just gave her all the warm fuzzies. She had people who'd look after her! Amazing!

Yeah, if she didn't have someone looking after her, he absolutely would have.

But her reply seemed to mollify him, and he nodded faintly.

"Good," he replied. "These things are generally easier when there's someone with thumbs around to assist."

Nina coiled around his arm happily, unfurling her wings at him for a moment, before folding them up again.

She had wings, Grumpy Bus Driver! Wings!

Thumbs were great, but she'd cope with the loss of them for a little bit, just to have wings!

Kanan watched this display with a faint air of bemusement about him. Wings definitely seemed to be the theme of the day, huh?

"Doesn't seem like a half-bad trade, true," he allowed. "I generally just start to miss having my caf in the mornings. But I don't end up with wings."

When she tags in!

Sabine was here, and honestly kind of relieved to have an off week. She was totally cool with fighting, but when every week was a nightmare scenario or you were restricted in where you could go when, it was nice to get to relax-

....

And she was a bird.

...

And Kanan's TA was a bird.

"Uh."

Okay, he could handle this. This was fine.

"... If you need someone with thumbs and at least the faintest idea of what it is you need, you're welcome to stick around me," he offered. "I'll even make certain Stance knows that you're a 'from a distance' friend until this wears off, if need be."

Even as a bird, surrounded on the floor with clothes and armor she'd just been wearing, Sabine looked cautious.

Was there a possibility of getting eaten by a dog here.

Kanan sighed and reached for the bag he'd brought the water bottles in. Into that went Sabine's clothes.

"It'll be fine," he said, noting that wariness. "I've got a way with animals, he knows where the line is drawn. And if that doesn't put your mind at ease, we can set you up in the Ghost for a bit or give Stance free run of the junkyard, you don't need to be anywhere near him.

Okay, good. Getting eaten as a bird would be humiliating.

She hopped forward and chirped a little complaint. Just about this whole thing. Ugh.

"Yeah, I know," Kanan replied, smiling sympathetically. "Been there, done that."

He hefted the bag of clothes and armor up onto his shoulder.

"Come to that, we can probably set you up with a room on the Ghost until this wears off. That way you've at least got some privacy for doing..." He waved a hand. "Bird stuff."

Her room. It would just become her room.

That made sense. She'd really probably be flying around bored but at least maybe she could change back without traumatizing anyone?

And really, a bunch of her stuff was already there, so she could keep an eye on it...

She bobbed her little birdie head in a nod.

"Alright, then," Kanan replied, smiling crookedly. "I'll send Hera a message and make sure there's space for you by the time class ends, and we'll take it from there."

A beat.

"And figure out what it is you eat, and all of that."

Sabine wasn't sure how she was supposed to communicate that she was dragging him to go shopping after this, but she was trying. Mostly with wing-flapping.

Also she couldn't "drag" as much as she'd have to "herd by being really annoying."

Fortunately, it wasn't terribly difficult to herd Kanan, when he was amenable to being herded.

"Right, we'll figure it out," he decided. Which... was almost the same thing as agreeing to go shopping?

Yeah, she'd have to get those herding skills up. But for what it was worth, he already had half a mind to get her a pad of paper and some finger paints?

Sabine would love him forever.

She chirped her agreement and flew up to land on his shoulder, since apparently he was stuck with her now.

And would be, for more or less the rest of his life.

He seemed fine with this arrangement.

"In the meantime, let's see how many of your classmates eat sand before this period is through," Kanan mused, looking faintly dubiously toward the net.

Hey, at least she wasn't a bird for a 'shooting things' class, right?

Beach Volleyball actually was in my class proposal, yo.

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