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William nodded,"Of course. I'm a bit rusty as well, but...I'll give it a try." He was just being modest, surfing came naturally to him, it was programmed in his genes, like riding a bike. Will approached the calm waters, which would soon rise against him in devastating lunges, he placed the board on the surface, lying flat on top. He then began to swim toward his opponent, in a battle for control. William spotted a big one forming meters in front of him, he prepared himself for it, calculated the distance, and went for it. Once he reached the wave, he pushed himself upwards, crashing through the pressure, and riding the beast all the way back to shore. Will found it amazing how realistic the experience had been, almost as good as any other, he felt at home...but not for long.
He took in a deep breath, forgetting what she had actually asked for: just pointers."Now, that was a preview, if you want some helpful tips...uhh.." William's mind went blank, he panicked, recalling all he ever learned from surfing, and smiled in relief."First thing you got to do is practice your balance, we'll start you out on the shallows, and test your abilities, sound good?"





