[i]It's way too hot. This sucks.[/i]

Jude stared up into the sky, hand acting as a visor to shield from the hot sun. Today was the last day of his little obligation-vacation mom had sent him out on. She meant the best obviously, but this really wasn't helping at all... As much as he enjoyed swimming and nice comfy beds and the such, there were just far too many people. Crowds were not his forte, nor was seeing a million people every day, and not having a single one even deign to say more than a word to him unless he was paying them for something. They all had families and things to do, he was sure, but... It just felt bad. For just a second when he arrived Jude shared his mother's hope that maybe he could find a friend here, but it didn't look like that was going to happen. Not unless something miraculous happened today, but nothing interesting ever really happened in Jude's life. Not even particularly bad stuff.

Jude turned his direction from the aggressive sun and lack of protective clouds back down to earth, and more specifically the beach. At 8 A.M. things weren't as bad as they could be yet, crowd wise. Folks were just starting to gather in droves, small gaggles and crowds hitting the sand before noon-ish when all hell broke loose. Because he turned in early yesterday, Jude had woken up at a terrible 5 in the morning, and couldn't get back to sleep, so he resolved to get the day going early. Breakfast already eaten, Jude was going to spend the last of his money (sans some cash for dinner) on some kind of souvenir. He was dressed in his only shorts (his swim trunks) and an Aloha shirt, a green one with yellow flowers sprinkled on. The perfect attire to hit the beach after his purchases. Not that he was going to do that-- there were too many people, and he liked the way the water felt at the pools more, and what if someone stole his souvenir? So he'd need to head back to his room and-- it was a whole thing. No reason to hit the beach. 

Jude's eyes refocused back to the world around him, spying a sort of hold up on the stairs down to the beachfront. Some people were arguing, a young woman and a large man, kind of holding everyone up. Jude resolved to just wait for that whole thing to stop since he didn't know who was in the right there, and began looking around, not wanting to stare at anyone in particular. His eyes met with a group of people a little younger than him, and a little kid. Also, one of the women was waving around a broadsword.

[i]What in the hell?![/i]

Jude's eyes whipped around. No one was responding-- not the beach goers, not the security guards-- there was a little girl right beside her! There was too much danger in that situation for him to not intervene, whatever the hell was going on. Jude rushed over to them, bare feet slapping the hot concrete, finger outstretched. He aimed to poke the sword somewhere and make it much heavier, at the expense of its sharpness and hardness. Even if his opening gambit failed however, he'd try and get inbetween the fluffy-haired queen and the regular folk she may have been terrorizing.

"What's going on?" Jude would ask, mostly at the woman waving a sword around but he'd give a glance to the kid and to the other teens.