[Santo - The Beach]

[walk_ins]

[master post]

You have to walk down a ramp to get to the sand. The ramp stretches over sand dunes, with sea oats dotting them, blowing in the near-constant breeze. On the same level as the ramp: a boardwalk, dotted with places to get sketchy-looking fried food, to try your luck at a number of games of chance, to watch performers, to ride roller coasters of the future!!!!

When you walk down the ramp, it's all white sand and blue water. Down about half a mile is a pier that juts out several hundred feet.

It's a nice beach. Not too crowded.

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[river_meimei]

River twists just enough to blink at him around her own knees.

Her hair falls around her cheeks, the tips skimming the very top of each wave.

[evil_koala_626]

Stitch blinks at her in return before indicating the surf with a quick head jerk. Not the best conditions he's ever seen but definately worth taking advantage of. How strange that there don't appear to be any surfers present at all.

[river_meimei]

There are a few force-boarders, far out, but that's more like a cross between jetskiing and windsurfing than real surfing. No one's taking advantage of the curling waves, it's true.

(That's because there's another beach, a few miles down, which was specifically designed for big waves. It's invariably crowded on any nice afternoon, and there are some surfers around even on the grey drizzly days.)

"It's the sea," River says, in response to his head jerk. "You can hear it."

[evil_koala_626]

"Ih." She gets a headtilt. However whatever puzzlement she may have enduced is quickly replaced with curiosity at an unexpected sight further down the beach.

"Aka tiki baba!"

And he's off again. What is that?

[river_meimei]

You're asking River?

In any case, identification takes second place to chasing after Stitch again.

He takes so much looking after.