fandomhigh | 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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"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.

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