[Cosmi]

How does your Kalon help them out? By giving them some safety tips, of course!

[ThatPinkThing]

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Eleanor waved to Timothy as she noticed him down near the surf. From the top of the beach, he looked absolutely tiny compared to his surfboard. Eleanor smirked at the image and headed down to greet him, careful not to put a foot in the wrong place and slip down the steep beach. As she approached, Eleanor noticed the kit was soaked in seawater, his halo looking like the only thing not dripping. He delicately put his board down before bouncing up to Eleanor. She ruffled his hair and then shook her paw dry. Boy, he had been practicing out here for a while. Timothy explained his dilemma and Eleanor frowned. "Can I help?" She echoed. "Uhhh..." She shook her head. "I only started surfing here on the trip, so you're way more experienced than I am." I can't leave him hanging here though... "Tell you what though, when I can't get a dance move right, it helps to take a break, take my mind off it, and regain some energy. I have a few movies we could watch and we could get something to eat, if you're alright with taking a break." She suggested. Timothy looked bummed for a split second, but he nodded. Eleanor was a dance coach, so she was a coach of any sort, and he figured her advice might help cross-sport.

The pair collected a few more friends and set up a projector and a sheet on the beach. They gathered up their favorite snacks and pondered for a long time before deciding that Surf's Up (2007) was going to be the movie of the evening. It was extremely nonsensical, and the group spent the whole movie snapchatting scenes and making memes out of the movie, giggling like idiots.

By the end of the night, after walking each person home, Eleanor and Timothy parted ways. She ruffled his hair as she had earlier that afternoon. "Sleep tight kid. You're gonna nail it tomorrow, I guarantee."

[suds]

user: suds, hi! / kalon: saki / team: octopi | feat. timothy baby



( behind every great surfer theres a great saki)

[symmetra]

username: symmetra / team: squid squad! / sign up is here! ^o^

"He wants to impress Mako with his skills, but he can't get his trick right. How does your kalon help him out?"

"Practice makes perfect! Training Montage!"

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"No- no no! You've got this wrong- We're not skiing, for gods' sake!" Syrilli griped at
the small kalon before him as he, once more, struggled to re-situate himself on the board.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing, Syrilli?"

"Absolutely not. I've no clue why you asked me of all people to help you."

Timothy seemed to grimace- squirt really hadn't though through this whole find-help thing.

"I would assume you'd have a decent amount of trouble finding anyone to help you, really.
We're all 'luxury' cruise refugees. I doubt anyone on that damn boat knows how to
skateboard- much less surf." Scowling, Syrilli glared back at the island- as 'nice' of a
safe haven it was proving compared to the cramped ship, it was nothing compared
to the city and freedom provided in the concrete jungle. He also was starting to miss
a certain frigid persona.

Glacing back at the Timothy, Syrilli saw the disappointment clearly showing on the poor kit's face
and godsdammit he couldn't help the guilt that overcame him for raining on the kid's parade.
Sighing, he whipped out his phone and began to tap furiously.

"Look, kid- I can't promise I can make you good enough for any surfing competition held by
that haystack down on the shore, but I'll try my best."
Turning to face Timothy, Syrilli squared his shoulders and glared at the board before him.

It couldn't be that different from skiing could it?

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rainichi / octopus / sign up / ruka
Timothy wants to impress Mako with his skills, but he can't get his trick right.
prompt 05: How does your kalon help him out?
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it’s a warm day. hot, really. like, cars melting and birds falling out of the sky hot.
and ruka, being a fragile baby child afraid of sweating, did not want to be out in
the sun for more than three minutes— or at all, if they could help it. but they
couldn’t. because they’d just been kicked off the cruise boat for being annoying.
which, well. couldn’t argue against it. but it was cool in there, and lord, they’d
taken one step outside and the sole of their feet went numb with heat induced
pain.

they run back inside to grab flipflops.

when they make it back outside, they can see in the distance some kid trying to
surf. a few steps closer, and they can make out the kid to be timothy. ruka had
hung out with him on occasion, and everyday they wondered where his parents
were. ( you’d wonder where ruka’s parents were too, because adult or not, they
were an honest hazard to themself and everyone else. )

“hey kid,” ruka offers a lazy wave, “whatcha up to?”

turns out timothy is having a hard time getting a trick quite right. it’s hard to tell
whether the kid is more interested in the trick itself or just impressing another
surfer; an experienced one, judging by how confident he is on the board and the
way his hair blows in the wind and— oh. didn’t take long to start ogling him, huh.

ruka shifts their attention back to the kid. “well, i’d tell you you shouldn’t care
so much about what people think of you, but,” they glance at the surfer again. “i
kinda want his attention too.” timothy looks confused (frightened?), and it takes
several seconds for ruka to shake himself out and hopefully, maybe, commit to
being normal this time.

“i mean, i, that’s just to say i know the feeling.” nice recovery. “look, kid, i can’t
tell you how to surf. i have an infant’s balance. but hey, just ease up or somethin.
worst case scenario, you can’t do the trick. and you know what you do then? just
play it off!” they gesture wildly, their hands not necessarily meaning anything but
definitely emphasizing their energy. “be honest and say you’re disappointed or
whatever, but be cool about it, and say something about how you’ll try again
tomorrow.

“or don’t. can’t say i know a thing about advice.”
yea. the cartoon octopus crop top didn’t exactly scream qualified.

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[Ethulai]

Prompt # 5 Dᴏᴡɴ ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴅᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟs, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ Tɪᴍᴏᴛʜʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ sᴜʀꜰʙᴏᴀʀᴅ.
He wants to impress Mako with his skills, but he can't get his trick right. How does your kalon help him out?

Radford rolled his eyes and walked away from the grumpy mechanic. "Have fun tinkering old man" he called dryly over his shoulder as he walked towards the beach. He walked along the shoreline lost in his thoughts until he came upon Timothy sitting on his surfboard drawing doodles in the sand.
"'Sup kiddo?" he asked the young kit.
Timothy wiped away a tear quickly as he jumped up off his board and looked up at Radford, smiling shakily.
"Hi!" he said. "I'm trying to learn a surfing trick but it's not going well".
"Sorry to hear that little dude," Radford said sincerely. He had a soft spot for the young kalon and it was ...distressing...to see him upset. An unfamiliar emotion to the normally unfazed individual.
"Hey! Maybe you can help me?" Timothy asked, hope appearing in his tone.

Radford flinched. "Not sure if you've seen me out on the waves, but let's just say I'm familiar with wipe-outs."
Timothy's face fell and his shoulders curved inward. Radford felt a sharp pang in his chest.
"You know what they say though, practice makes perfect."
"They do?"
"Yeah, buddy. I bet you could teach me a thing or two. Maybe if we work together, you can teach me to surf better and keep having a go at that trick you wanna learn."
"Yeah! Okay! Let's do it!" Timothy grabbed his board and started trotting into the water.
Radford laughed. "Hang tight! I need to get my own board from Mako first!"
"I'll wait," said Timothy happily.

Radford walked into the surf shack and headed to the board he had been using in lessons over the last few days.
"Hey man," Mako said, spotting him between the boards. "Going out on your own? Uh, because, I'd have to advise against that, safety first and all." He coughed awkwardly.
"Dude, I know I suck," Radford told him. "Don't worry, Tim's going to keep an eye on me."
Mako visibly relaxed. "Yew! Have fun then!" he called as Radford exited, board grasped tightly under his arm.

Timothy and Radford spent the next few hours in the surf, and every so often someone walking by would hear Timothy yelling helpful suggestions to the incompetent pierced kalon.
"No! That wave is too big, dive through it!"
"You're sitting too far back, scoot forward a little!"
"Try taking this one lying down, like it was a body board!"
"Keep paddling!"
"It needs to be seamless! You're trying to stand up too slowly!"
"Don't bend your back, bend your knees!"
In fact, Timothy was so busy helping Radford he had forgotten all about trying to impress Mako.

"Let's call it a day, kiddo! I'm beat!"
Timothy nodded tiredly and they paddled back to shore together, Radford visibly more comfortable on his board and in the water after his lesson with the young kit.
As they walked through the shallows together they saw Mako sitting on the beach. He waved them both over.
"Hey bro, hey grommie. Gimme ten!" Mako and Timothy smacked their palms together.
"You are so talented Tim! I couldn't even get this guy to stand up successfully."
"Hey!-" Radford started to say.
Mako ignored the interruption. "I need an assistant with all these extra souls on our island. You wanna help me out?"
Radford had never seen the young kit look so happy. He was practically bursting out of his skin.
"Yeah! That would be awesome Mako!" Timothy said enthusiastically.
Radford decided to leave them to talk over their new arrangement. He was surprised to find himself grinning as he took his board back to the surf shack.

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[FluffyBirdie]

FluffyBirdie | Team Squid | Sign up | Kalon/s present: Alania, Timothy | 401 words
Prompt 5: How does your kalon help him out?

Alania walked down to the tide pools even though the activity there had finished, wanting to look at the pools some more and see what else she could find. It was like another small ecosystem, and she had enjoyed trying to identify the creatures found. She was surprised to see the familiar kit, and waved as she approached, curious. "What are you doing here? Surfing near these rocks isn't the best idea, I think."
"I learned a new trick! Well not really, something's off." The soft-coloured kit pouted, and she laughed well meaningly. She wasn't too sure how to help; after, she had never seen the ocean before this cruise, much less try to surf. She admired his eagerness though, and sat nearby, thinking.
"Mako always performs these really cool flips and jumps, I want to do that." Timothy continued, huffing.
"Why don't you get him to teach you?"
"No!" He rejected immediately, taking Alania by surprise. "He won't be impressed then, since he would see me fail. And I don't want that."
She was sure Mako would still be impressed on seeing his trick, maybe even more stunned after seeing him try over and over with so much determination. And everyone has failed at least a few times when learning something new. But she kept these thoughts to herself, seeing Timothy's resolve to do this on his own.
"Ok, how about you show me what your trick is? And maybe we can figure out what goes wrong from there." She suggested. Timothy grinned happily before running quickly to the waves, padding and moving further from the shore as he awaited a wave to come rolling through. She watched as he caught a wave, stood up, and then, in one quick move, attempt to flip his board. The edge caught his foot and he fell, and was dragged back to shore glumly. Alania quickly waded in to help him recover, smiling. "That wasn't too bad! I think you just need to pull your foot back faster. How about we try that on land? If you don't jump higher than my knee in time, I'll kick sand at you." She adds, smiling at Timothy's reaction. "You need motivation."

A few hours later, Alania stood watching as Timothy ran to Mako, talking excitedly with a lot of sand in his hair. Practice plus someone relentlessly attacking you with sand really makes this work.

[☆ star child]

su | octopi

How does your kalon help him out?

It's easy enough to find Timothy, sitting sadly by the waves with his surfboard by his side. The hard part of this is figuring out what to say to the kit. Antheia's advice rarely works even for herself- she doubts it would apply to what amounts to a toddler.
Or maybe advice wasn't what was needs, she considers- maybe it is just encouragement, a nudge to kick his spirits back up again. Motivation- also not a strong suit but a lot more reliable than her advice.
"Hey lil' guy." She plops onto the sand besides him, watching the gentle waves roll in and out. At least he's sensible enough to practise in a safe area and not where the huge waves are. "What's bugging you?"
Timothy sighs and shrugs, then sadly explains about how his cool triple-flip sundae-making surf trick. Okay, maybe not that dramatic, but the way he describes it it may as well be.
Antheia listens quickly, nodding where appropriate, and when he's done she considers it all.
Then, "why not try a different trick?"
He insists he likes his trick, and she smiles.
"You can do that, but first you need to practise something else. When you stick on one thing and keep failing over and over you default into the pattern of failure. Shake it up, learn a different trick, and then come back to this trick when you're out of your current defaulting. It'll work- trust me."
He looks skeptical but does nod, and she gives him a little nudge.
"C'mon. Show me what you got."

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