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[EVENT: BEACH TIME!]

[Normally, one might count walking into a standard classroom only to find a bright, sunny beach instead to be a very pleasant surprise. But as Tadakuni stood there; blankly trying to wrap his head around what just happened- Only one question plagued his mind enough to dwarf all other concerns.]

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WHY AM I IN SCHOOL TRUNKS AGAIN!?

((OOC: Welcome to the Beach Room! Once inside, everyone who enters will suddenly appear dressed in swimwear of some kind. Unfortunately, those who try to leave will find an invisible barrier blocking them from exiting the room for at least 3 hours. So have fun, take a swim, play some volleyball, enjoy the cheesy beach-party music, or find some other activity to occupy your time! ~~Emergency suntan lotion will of course be instantly available for all you beach-goers to avoid a nasty sunburn~~!))

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[He notices that look, but decides not to comment. Anyone would feel concerned about this situation, and Norman can only imagine it's the same for Leon.]

Yeah, it really is. My university didn't have a beach.

[If only the food was better. He's hoping he can find a pizza place or something like that one day.]

Found a place to stay yet?

Haha, yeah, neither did mine. I gotta say, they should really consider standardizing this.

[Leon finishes up with the lotion and recaps the bottle before setting it aside. He gives a shrug.]

I passed some dorm rooms on my way here, but I can't exactly say I've picked one out yet, no.

It'd be a better use of our tax dollars than some, yeah.

[Although he'd only just met Leon, Norman already likes him better than every other person he's come across here so far. As more people arrive, those dorm rooms are going to fill up... maybe it'd be best to try and snatch up a sane roommate whom he can get along with before someone truly awful is forced into his room for lack of space.]

I have a room to myself with some empty beds if you'd rather not bother picking out your own place. The rooms are gonna fill up eventually anyway.

[Much like Jayden, Leon's having a similar train of thought involving roommates, because boy does he know.]

Well I guess it wouldn't hurt. Heh, reminds me of my college days! Roommates, beaches...never going to class. [He cracks a grin.]

[Fortunately it's been a few weeks since he kicked his Tripto habit, so he won't have to try and hide that from Leon. The recent hallucinations, however... well, he could always chalk that up to being parted from some much needed medication. It'd be best not to have to explain them at all since he isn't even sure what to do about them yet.]

Tell me about it! [Never mind the fact that Norman had always been that kid who spent most of his time in the library, avoiding parties and always maintaining a perfect attendance record.] So, do you live around D.C.? I'm always traveling around the country with my job, but my home base is there.

[It's okay Leon worked a lot harder than you would have expected too. He just partied a lot to go with it.]

Since I got a job with the President, yeah, I don't exactly have much of a choice. It's not so bad though, there's plenty of museums to visit on my day off if I don't have anything else to do.

Do you have a wife? Any kids?

[He's always been of the opinion that keeping a family with this sort of job would be extremely difficult. The amount of traveling could be a problem, and the hours lead to a lot of inconsistency. Neither is good for a relationship or raising children.]

[He shakes his head. Boy, as if he needed any reminding!]

Nah. I don't have time for that kind of stuff. What about yourself?

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Nope, but maybe one day.

[Probably not. He's getting old to start with all that, though his parents would likely disagree.]

Oh yeah, a word of warning... don't eat any cupcakes you find around here. They... do things to your head.

Heh, yeah...

[Leon arches an eyebrow at that, perplexed.]

What, did somebody spike the batter? [He laughs at his own joke.]

Nah, it didn't feel like that sort of thing.

[Trust him, he would know.]

[Unlike some, Norman doesn't find it weird at all that Leon is laughing at his own lame joke.]

I'd say avoid food found outside the cafeteria, but considering the quality of the stuff served there, I might not even be able to follow my own advice.

[So, no hash brownies then. Check.]

[Leon places a hand on his hip, looking amused by that statement.]

Now I'm reminded of my highschool days. I think I saw a culinary room on the way here though. There might me something useful in there.

[Oh, they're probably somewhere. Maybe in the culinary room.]

High school... yeah, I'd rather not think about those days.

[He'd been picked on a lot in high school. His fascination with serial killers hadn't endeared him to anyone either.]

Oh, I must have missed that room. That'll be something to check out later.

They weren't the worst of times...although I could do without my fashion sense.

[Leon, unlike Jayden, was pretty popular in high school! Not football quarterback popular, but well-liked at the least.]

Yeah, the only problem is you need to know how to cook. I don't know about you, but I can burn scrambled eggs if I'm not careful.

Then you were lucky.

[People can be so petty when they're young. Unfortunately, his own likability didn't increase greatly after high school, but he's been doing better ever since he broke the Origami Killer case and became a national 'hero'.]

Ah... I'm not much of a chef myself. I guess we could give it a shot if there are cookbooks.

[If it's between that and the cafeteria, he's willing to give it a shot.]

I guess. I wouldn't call myself too lucky... [A bit lower than before, almost telling.] I've found myself in more than my fair share of tight situations...

[But enough about him! Leon's looking chipper again as he brings a hand up to his chin.]

Well, I never was good at following directions. But I suppose it can't hurt to try.

Oh yeah? I know a thing or two about tight situations.

[He arches an eyebrow at that.]

You work for the president, and you're bad at following directions? I can't see that ending well.

[Yeah, yeah, he's clearly not referring to his career. What's wrong with a little joke?]

Haha, well... [He rubs the back of his head when an awkward smile.] Sometimes you just have to improvise.

[...SO IT WASN'T REALLY A JOKE.]

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[He laughs, assuming now Leon is joking. The federal government isn't usually too fond of improvisation among its officers.]

So, what were you gonna do here? Go for a swim? Play some volleyball?

[Only when those officers weren't Leon S. Kennedy, obviously. Leon was known for having to improve his way out of the most obscure circumstances. It's not that he didn't try to follow the initial objective...]

A swim doesn't sound half bad. I could use some work on my doggie paddle.

[He supposes he shouldn't say too much... Norman had done some serious improvising of his own during the Origami Killer case. He could've died half a dozen times or more with all those risks.]

Doggie paddle? Even I can do better than that.

[Back stroke anyone?]

[And in some alternative universe, Jayden, you probably are. ~~And so is Leon, for that matter.~~]

Whaat? Don't tell me you can cat-stroke.

[Norman looks up at Leon, obviously confused.]

Cat-stroke? Is that a real thing?

Uh...no. [SIGHS nobody ever gets his jokes. It's okay though, Leon shrugs it off with a smile.]

But anyway, what're we waiting for? I'm baking out here!

[Oh... right. Well, it wasn't exactly a good joke, was it?]

And soon you'll be basting.

[ANYWAY-]

One second. [He pushes himself to his feet and nods toward the ocean before heading in that direction. The sand is really hot so he soon picks up the pace.]

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