Stitch leads the way down the path to a white sandy beach, the surfboard held carefully over his head. It's unseasonably warm here, as evidenced by the thriving palm tress and various other tropical flora. A warm, salt laden breeze ruffles his fur and results in an eager grin. The crash of waves is somewhat less than he's used to though. A lot less
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Pausing, she looked back to Stitch with a small smile. "Would you like the waves to be better?" she asks with a small smile.
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"Waves are to small. Naga good for surfing," He explains.
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Stitch may not be able to see but a spot on the center of her brow starts to glow a little. It's a quasi-wish for the water to be better for surfing so it's all her. The waves start slower for the moment but soon gain in size more like the surf she had seen back in Japan. Decent sized and probably better for surfing than what the water had been.
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"You swim?" A rather odd and potentially ominous question, that. He's trembling with excitement.
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"Naga. Stitch can't swim," he reassures her. Because that's totally a reassuring comment. Oh look! Nice wave! Stitch turns the board into the swell and gives a few puches before standing.
"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Whee!
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"Whooo!"
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