[color=gray][CENTER][COLOR=#AC0D01][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/COLOR][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5504477][img]https://i.imgur.com/qq4DoJJ.jpeg[/img][/url][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=#E64C09][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]The Beach[/I] - [I]Pacific Royal Campus[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=#E64C09][b]Welcome Home #1.002:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Life's A Beach[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][COLOR=#AC0D01][SUP][sub]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sub][/SUP][/COLOR][INDENT][sub][color=#E64C09][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Gill Galahad - [@Roman][/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=2c2c2c][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [color=2c2c2c][I]TBD[/I][/color][/right][/SUP] [COLOR=silver][sup][b]| Monday, September 4[sup]th[/sup], 2028[/b][/sup][/color] [INDENT]The surfboard cut through the glassy surface of the Pacific, following the waves with a rapidly increasing pass. A gout of fire shot from the hands of the bare-chest male as he rocketed himself forward. Still, it wasn’t fast enough as the tube closed in on the teen, dousing his flames and sending him under. The surf crashed over the head of the sun-bleached tawny brown-haired teen. Taking a quick gasp for air, he emerged from beneath the waves, steam rising off of his hair and face while his hesperidium-hued eyes tried to find his bearings. Playful laughter could be heard from the busy shore, as Lorcán looked towards the student-crowded beach. The weekend before the Semester kick-off was always the busiest weekend at Pacific Royal. Students new and returning were arriving at the island and enjoying everything the campus had to offer. Having lived his whole life on the island, none of it phased Lorcán, if anything he took it for granted. But one thing he never tired of was watching the smile grow on the face of a new student the first time they stepped off the ferry. Climbing aboard his surfboard, Lorcán paddled toward shore. [color=#FCE205]"For someone who has been on a board since he could walk, you wouldn't know it,”[/color] The playful voice of none other than Pacific Royal’s resident movie star called out over the crashing waves through the din of the busy beach. [color=#fe650d]"The waves are gnarly my dude, guess the water just isn't my element today,"[/color] Lorcán replied with a smirk before he dismounted in the shallows and picked the board up under his arm. The water droplets continued to evaporate from Lorcán’s torso as he walked up on the sand, seemingly drying before Gil’s eyes. [color=#fe650d]“Are you looking forward to putting together the Homecoming Trial for this year’s freshmen? It’s tradition for the graduating class to work together creating a new obstacle course.” [/color]Lorcán explained before standing his board up and plopping down beside Gil. [color=#fe650d]“With any luck, maybe the Chancellor will let us run the course before the new class.”[/color] [color=#FCE205]“I find I’m more equipped for [i]emotional[/i] labour compared to physical,”[/color] Gil said with a smile, [color=#FCE205]“but you know what they say - many hands make light work. You hear a lot of good sayings in the industry, but [i]that[/i] one particularly seems to follow me…”[/color] Gil looked up, trailing off and shielding his eyes from the sun as a young girl approached nervously from behind Lorcán; Lorcán followed his gaze before noticing her and welcomed the girl before beginning introductions. [color=#fe650d]“Gil, this is my ‘baby’ cousin, Ripley Jones,”[/color] Lorcán said with a smile, embracing the petite brunette with a side hug. [color=#fe650d]“She’s starting her first collegiate year this fall.”[/color] [color=#ffffff]“Hi,”[/color] Ripley replied shyly, before brushing her bangs away from her face, before turning to whisper to Lorcán, [sub][color=#ffffff]“You didn’t tell me you knew Gil [i]freakin’[/i] Galahad!”[/color][/sub] A confused look came over Lorcán’s face for a second before bursting into a wide smile. [color=#fe650d]“Oh yeah, he’s-”[/color] Lorcán paused, turning back towards Gil, [color=#fe650d]“-You’re a movie star or something, right?”[/color] Lorcán chuckled softly,[color=#fe650d] “Y’know, she actually lives in Crestwood Hollow.”[/color] Gil beamed, standing and brushing off the sand to offer a hand to shake. [color=#FCE205]“Always nice to meet a fan. You know we [i]actually[/i] shot on-location for a few episodes. It’s a beautiful town. Would you like a selfie?”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“Of course, she wou-”[/color] A sharp elbow to the ribs stopped the words mid-breath as Lorcán was forced to sharply exhale. [sub][color=#ffffff]“Shut up,[i] shut up, [b]shut up![/b][/i]”[/color][/sub] Ripley began to whisper frantically, [sub][color=#ffffff]“This is [i]so[/i] not the way I wanted to meet Gil Galahad.”[/color][/sub] She pleaded, tugging at Lorcán’s hand. [color=#ffffff]“I am so going to get you back for this the minute I find out which one of these girls is A-”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“I think we were leaving after all,”[/color] Lorcán said with a smile, cutting Ripley off before tucking his surfboard under his arm.[color=#fe650d] “If I don’t see you before the kick-off ceremony, enjoy the rest of the holiday.”[/color] Turning back to Ripley, Lorcán continued to chat as the pair walked along the beach. All around them students excitedly spent the holiday Monday blowing off steam while they frolicked on the beach. Above them on the seaside cliffs, Lorcán could see even more taking advantage of the island’s numerous trails. [color=#fe650d]“So, excited for your trials and house placement?”[/color] He asked, looking at the young girl. [color=#ffffff]“Terrified actually,”[/color] Ripley replied, [color=#ffffff]“What if I don’t get placed in Canis? Won’t Uncle Aiden be disappointed? The whole family has been Canis.”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“Nah,”[/color] Lorcán shook his head,[color=#fe650d] “Mom was in Myotis. Just because Dad, Cass and I are all in Canis doesn’t mean you need to be. You’d be an asset to any House.”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“You’d be a schway Lutra.”[/color] Lorcán added with a playful wink,[color=#fe650d] “Speaking of Cass, where is your brother?”[/color] [color=#ffffff]“I believe he said something about getting all the wrinkles out of his dress uniform before the senior dance after the trials.”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“Oh yeah, dude, that totally slipped my mind.”[/color] [color=#ffffff]“Are you going to ask…”[/color] Ripley smiled, [color=#ffffff]“Well, you-know-who?”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“I don’t know if she’d say yes,”[/color] [color=#ffffff]“And you won’t until you ask,”[/color] The younger girl replied, “[color=#ffffff]Besides, the worst she can do is say no, you’ll be fine either way.”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“See, look how smart you are,”[/color] Lorcán replied tousling Ripley’s hair,[color=#fe650d] “Told you, you’d be a rad Lutra.”[/color] [color=#fe650d]“Plus if you’re really concerned about getting into Canis, senior class gets a vote and I know you’ve got two voices on your side.”[/color] [color=#ffffff]“Heads up!”[/color] A voice suddenly yelled over the din of the beach as Lorcán looked up just in time to move Ripley out of the way of the stray ball. Watching it hit the ground nearby, Lorcán took a couple of steps towards it before picking up the football at his feet. Looking back towards the familiar face who threw it, Lorcán flashed a smile before he spiralled the ball back towards its owner. [color=#fe650d]“If I don’t see you at the ceremony, I’ll catch up with you on the Plateau before your campfire trauma dump.” [/color]Lorcán replied with a smirk as he turned to take off after the ball. [color=#ffffff]“My campfire trauma what?”[/color] Ripley asked, [color=#ffffff]“But I, what? I don’t have any trauma!”[/color] She protested before Lorcán turned to yell a reply. [color=#fe650d]“You live in Crestwood Hollow! Haven't you seen the show, everyone has something!”[/color][/INDENT][/INDENT][/color]