action;

[sweetjeans]

[Jeez, is it hot out. Jeans not used to this kind of climate nor has he ever really experienced the ‘fat man in the suit’ kind of Christmas-- to be perfectly honestly he’s not even sure what Christmas is about? From the sound of things it’s some holiday those wall worshipers would have loved. The air is thick with a blazing heat, you know, none of this would be going on in his world. Right about now they would be freezing and snow would be falling, break out the winter coat.. That sort of weather.

They were selling these fancy shirts at the shop in town (whatever you want to call it, campus? Hell, he’s not really used to the term ‘campus’ either) so he decides to get one. Got to fit in, right? More importantly there are mentions of a ‘beach.’ He’s never seen one of those but damn it if he’s not experiencing it. After all, that Armin kid would never shut up about beaches and the sea in training..

The sand on his toes is, whow, does everyone feel this stuff? He quickly puts his sandals back on, the stuff almost feels muddy? It’s not mud.. is it? The festive lights glimmer over the water, who had the time to put all these decorations up anyway, is this just what beaches are all about?]

A;

( That’s right, the water… apparently it’s different from normal water. You find Jean leaned over the coast watching the water come right up to his feet and then go right back in. The concept of current so bizarre to him, his eyes wide in shock but not from fear--just confusion. First and foremost he needs a swimsuit, helping him pick one might be a good idea before getting into the water (we can always handwave that he already had one, however.) Jean would think surfing or waterskiing (and/or whatever else would like to magical be at the beach for students and staff to enjoy) VERY interesting. Sadly, the kid needs to learn to swim. Teacher, teacher can you teach me? Can you tell me all I need to know? Enjoy keeping him from drowning....For a more spiteful option, you could always get him to drink the water. He might carry a (bigger) grudge afterwords though. )

B;

( Anything else in this setting. )

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B

[tsunball]

HEEEEEYY..! [ A shout that loud and obnoxious can only come from one person, can't it. Leon's already made his way into the sea after getting some swimming trunks and he was in the middle of.. well, whatever ball game he's trying to play in the middle of the water, but the matter of the fact is that the big inflatable beach ball is already flying in Jean's direction. And Leon's shout is a little too late, since it only comes right before the ball hits Jean's head.

Whoops. ]

[sweetjeans]

[Right in the face, och. Jean hasn't been hit in the face by flying object sense training camp and trust him on this, the objects where much harder than an inflatable beach ball.

He catches it (sorta) before it can get away. Who the hell threw that-?!

......Leon] Excuse me, asshole?! What do you think you're doing?!
[Jeans mad, sure, but his face only shows little signs of being smacked. He's not to upset.. not entirely.]

[tsunball]

Uh, playing a game?! [ In a "duh" kind of tone, since what else would Leon be doing with balls. Don't answer that one.

He's already holding out his arms in fact to try and get the thing back.. ]

C'mon, I need that thing to play! It just happened to go in the wrong direction 'cause of the wind, I'm not used to the balls being this light.

[sweetjeans]

[Jean rubs the back of his head where he had been knocked.] A game? [Suppose there are many games you can play with a ball but this is the first times he's ever been on a beach..] What kind of game do you play with a ball this light?

[Admittedly, it hadn't really hurt that much. It wasn't like the basketballs from the gym, the contents must be different.

He'll just keep a hold of this till he gets those answers, thanks.]

[tsunball]

Beachball? [ Would you call it that? Leon isn't sure either, and he's pretty sure it's not any official kind of sport or whatever but he just likes playing with balls, okay. A whole lot.

He just doesn't like admitting it. Hence why his tsun side is playing up a little now, and he starts to get impatient-- ] C.. c'mon, just gimme that again!