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Beach Party Log

Who: The people of Union and all their wonderful friends who can be bothered to take a vacation.
Where: The Tropical Island
When: On and off, the second week of June
What: Union's more-than-annual beach party. Open log, tag around!

The sun is shining, the Wingull are squawking, and the beach of the Tropical Island is as beautiful as always. The whole city has more or less been effectively encouraged to come out, especially people who need to recover from the shenanigans in Sanctuary. The air is filled with the sounds and smells of Citadel visitors grilling, the expected murmurs of shock at Calderan fashions hitting the place where they're most practical, and of course, the colorful sights of everyone having a good time. There's lots of places to see and things to do on the island, and now's the time to enjoy them.

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A certain part-time captain is providing discount transportation, as promised, via steamship. For the sake of overflow, she'll also offer further-discounted rides on her Wailord, and is thankfully too busy to turn that into a dirty joke more than once an hour or so

Of course, the main attraction of the Tropical Island is the sandy beaches that have been semi-colonized by beauty-seeking Unionites. It can get a bit crowded, but it's still a beautiful place to lay out on a towel and absorb some Bright Sunlight.

There's also a nice, protected swimming spot in front of the beach, of course. It may or may not have a sleepy Wailord resting in it, but either way, it's a great way to cool off.

Certain recent discoveries of meat-happy cultures have led to the revival of mankind's greatest culinary art, beach grilling, whether done privately or by enterprising businesspeople who paid a premium to load the steamship with icechests full of food or cold treats.

And of course, this is still a jungle island with no real permanent settlement, full of...well, mostly Tropius, but there are other Pokémon and secrets around too, surely.

[Mami is happy to sprawl out on the beach. Swimming? That's not really her bag -- sure, she'll do it a little, because hey, she's here and exercise is good -- but just being able to sit back and relax is nice. She has a yellow two-piece on that's relatively modest, and is sitting back in a wooden deck chair from... somewhere.]

[She also wears a large brimmed hat, which is shielding her eyes, and is sipping some water from a coconut shell.]

[This? This is nice.]

Rise makes her way out onto the beach, slightly put out to find it already crowded, but still happy to be here. She's wearing, unusually, a light and rather traditional robe...although it's more traditional to spas than beaches, and carrying a parasol like she's gotten used to on long, sunny trips.

"Well, it's not quiet, but it still looks relaxing, right?" she turns and calls to Asemu.

[Mami couldn't say no to some sporting while she was here. She is making a lot of rocket; the woman has set up a clay disc shooter, purchased when she was in Caldera before the Battle of Sanctuary. She is also making her percussion lock rifles via her Moves.]

Clear!

[And when a clay disk fires, she shoots the rifle closes to her, blowing the disc apart into so many clay smithereens.]

[She's picked a cliff face to do her shooting from.]

[And guess who's sitting there with a few big plates-ful of meat and other grilled stuff with some of his Pokemon?

...yes, it's this lovable guy. And he's really packing it away, too...]

Having no strong interest in getting a tan, and not knowing how to swim, Morgiana had arrived in her regular clothes. She had just negotiated the purchase of a pair of grilled fish of some kind on a stick. She couldn't immediately identify what they were, but they smelled good so that was fine.

Step two would be to eat the fish, but she was still working out exactly what step three was going to be. Maybe if she found someone she knew...

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Most people would be hanging out on the starboard and port side of the ship, but Sinbad's hanging close to the pilot house, humming an archipelago shanty Isabela might be familiar with - something about a sailor with an unfortunate string of paramours so unusual he had to keep insisting it's all true. His attention seem divided between the sea and watching the woman work.

Sinbad hadn't intended to, but he gotten some free samples from a couple of booths, including fry dough slathered with honey, fried fish balls, slices of fruit impaled on a stick, all precariously balanced in his arms while his pokemon scarfed down on the pokemon food they received.

"Hey Morg!" He calls out to grab her attention. "Looks like you're checking out the food as well."

"Sinbad."

She nodded in a way that wasn't QUITE a bow, then counted over Sinbad's pile of food. "Yes, though it would seem not quite so thoroughly as you are."

He shrugs with a laugh. "It'd be rude to turn down a sample, but this is honestly way too much for one person, would you like to share?" He suggested brightly.

Tara isn't one for leaving Union, ever. She's not comfortable with it, she likes the city and the machines and just being close to everything. But tonight's show is mostly music and, well, she enjoys seeing others having fun. So in the shade of the jungle's edge she sits with her headphones, music, and watches people enjoy the sun and surf.

She kinda wishes she could join in.

[ Oh gods, Union, why is this spot of the beach so bright? Is there a Pokémon using Sunny Day? Has the second coming of the Savior arrived to cancel out the bad karma generated from Sanctuary's actions? Has someone discovered diamonds on the beach?

Nah. It's just Haruka, arms crossed behind her head, eyes closed. She's not really a swimmer, but the ocean is one of the few places she relaxes the best. For reasons.

And a relaxing Haruka, smiling, zoned out, and shoujo to the hilt, is a danger to the eyes. ]

V-vul.

[ "Come to the beach," Trainer said. "It'd be good experience," Trainer said. Well, Vulpix had all the experience with the beach she wanted upon dipping a single paw in the water and then retracting it.

So now she's sitting at the water's edge, dainty and disapproving as can be, while something much larger (and happier) swims around the area, dropping the water temperature by its very presence. Weren't you supposed to be a lady, Sky? ]

Bear~

[ It's summer, and she's an Ice-type with a thick fur coat. Sky the Beartic couldn't be more pleased! ]

That's an unusual beach game.

[ Haruka was drawn by the noise (and is also training a rather disgruntled Vulpix who's trying not to look like she cares while subtly oozing disapproval). She's not in bathing clothes herself, just summery ones - and she's got a sword slung over one arm.

Hi, Skitty. Coming up behind you now. ]

Don't most people use watermelons?

Grandma said this, "each meal only happens once in your life, so make it your most important." You look like you've understood that simple fact.

[ Tendou Souji has arrived, and he's manning a small grill by himself. He's selling, but everything is at cost price. It looks like he's just taking the opportunity to feed people because it's fun. ]

So here, my treat.

[ A perfectly grilled fillet of Magikarp slides onto the table in front of Right. ]

[Despite her Ice typing, Chie still loves the beach. The hot weather affects her a little more than it did before she fully evolved, but that's easily remedied by spending a lot of time in the water. And knowing that Morgiana was going to be there too, she just couldn't stay away. She waves at her friend from her spot in the surf, letting the cold water wash over her.]

Morgiana, hey! Over here!

Once Isabela has an opportunity to lock the rudder and, as usual, make her Ludicolo do all the actual coal-shoveling work, she wanders over to the source of the humming.

"D'you even know what half that song's about, kid?" she asks, curious.

"Hmm...?" He glances over his shoulder when Isabella approaches. "Well yeah," He answers. "It's pretty straight forward, only trouble bit is if the mermaid's literal or metaphorical." Sinbad answers as he tilts his head back.

"Never been on a steam-powered ship before."

Heh-heh! Sounds like your grandma's a very wise woman.

[And then his eyes lights up as that plate slides into his view.] Woooow, thanks! [TIME TO DIG IN!!]

Grandma was the wisest person I knew. [ RIP ]

Go ahead, eat up. I'll just be over there, cooking a bit more.

[Oh merciful Gods, Tendou's food is just heavenly~ Right's so blissful about the food that he almost missed the "was"

...until his brain caught up to him a few moments later.] ...Oh...my condolences.

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