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Anybody wandering into the Sensoriums would find it in use. One thing that might stick out is the small red-head sprawled out in the middle of the sand of a private, but spacious beach. Lined along it were blue and white umbrellas over beach chairs, a few assorted palm trees and a single dock that jutted out a few hundred feet over the waters. A couple of surfboards were propped up against the wall of a small rest house home to a few tables and chairs as well as a bar. The atmosphere of it was that of class, but a laid back comfortable class. It was his and Gaignun's childhood dream to go to a real beach one day, after all, and peace was one thing they wanted to feel when they were there. So one of the things they had to do when their Foundation had begun to flourish was treat themselves to something they'd always wanted.

The view from the beach was a city with assorted tall buildings across the waters. Behind the city was where one could realize this place wasn't actually a planet, but a space colony protected by a huge dome. Giant, petal-like light reflectors could be seen outside, their shape implying that they could furl and cocoon the entire Foundation if needed be. Finally, beyond that, was a beautiful view of space.

There would have been a gigantic, towering red structure of a battleship that dwarfed even the city buildings sticking straight up and out from the middle of the waters, almost like a sword. But the thought of it at the moment caused Jr.'s stomach to turn slightly and he decided against it. At least for now, anyway. He liked the familiarity of the Sensoriums, too - Encephalon devices were strikingly similar to the technology. He closed his eyes and smiled, letting out a loud 'ahhhh' as he relaxed himself. Though he wasn't exactly opposed to visitors who would pop in by chance. At least a beach was a welcome thing to walk into. Especially after what had been going on lately. People deaging, a strike against the Ohm ... not to mention Jr. himself was still a bit sore from a surprise attack thanks to the random deaging crewmembers.

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Zouichi... had never actually been to the beach. He'd seen a simulated one once, but it wasn't like this, with buildings off in the distance and bright beach umbrellas propped up in the sand.

So whose imagining was this?

He didn't have to wonder long before he spotted a head of bright red hair, brilliant against the backdrop of pale sand. "Jr.," he said in way of greeting. "Haven't seen you in a while."

His eyes fluttered open and he pushed himself up into a sitting position, glancing back over his shoulder to see who had wandered in.

"Hey Zouichi!" he called over to him with a smile. And deciding to greet him properly, he jumped up to his feet. "What's up?"

Zouichi returned the smile as he approached. "Don't get up on my account."

Spotting a nearby beach chair, he pulled it a little closer to where Jr. had been relaxing, taking a seat himself. "Not much right now, actually -- things seem to have calmed down a bit. What about you?"

"Same here. Glad things've calmed down, though. At least, some of it It's been a crazy month so far!"

Crazy indeed. Jr. was just glad he didn't get hit with whatever happened down on XaXing.

He nodded. "So, did anyone you know come down with that de-aging? I did go down to the planet when we visited XaXing, but I never did run into the clock everyone's talking about. Looks like you dodged that bullet, too."

"Luckily, no." he responded. "And yeah, I was down there, too. But nothing's happened to me, either." Of course, if anything had happened to him, nobody would have noticed from looks alone because Jr. wouldn't have looked any different.

"I hope it stops soon, though. People are gonna start turning into literal babies eventually!"

Zouichi nodded. "I'm sure they're working full steam on the problem in Medical -- and they're bound to crack it soon." Either that or revolt at the prospect of pulling any more double shifts. "Though I'll be the first to admit I'm no expert on medical research."

He motioned to their surroundings. "Is this your home?"

"Oh, yeah, it is!" He looked around fondly -- as much as the Sensoriums were all good, it still didn't make him miss it any less. "It's been a while since I woke up on this ship, so I figured this isn't a bad way to relax for a while."

"It's very pretty. Did you live on a space colony of some kind?" He paused. "...how long has it been since you first arrived here?"

"A few months now," he noted. It felt like so much longer, though. "And yep. This is the Kukai Foundation. Probably not a familiar space-sector to you, but it's in the Miltian star-system." And then he started pointing and motioning around. First to the beach. "There are lots of other beaches and fishing docks here, but this one is me and Gaignun's."

And then he looked across the waters to the city. "And the city is pretty big too. Lots of sectors, and tons of different businesses. We started out as an organization to investigate things following a pretty big war that happened." Pretty big indeed, but Jr. wasn't exactly one to delve into his own involvement in it.

"But lately the Foundation itself is more of a really popular vacation resort. We still do a lot of things on the side to keep us running, but we never knew it'd get as big as it did."

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Ben was feeling rather good, despite the current controlled chaos of the entire place. Upon entering the sensoriums, he grinned. "Nice."

Changing his clothing appearance to a pair of green swimtrunks, he meandered across the beach, admiring the view and wondering who made the beach this time.

Hearing someone new come in was easy, so Jr. sat up and looked over to Ben. "Oh, hey!"

And then he grinned when he changed his appearance. "Jumping right in, huh?"

"Why not?" replied Ben easily as he conjured up a chair and laid back with a welcome sigh. "It's been way too long since we had beach time."

"Yeah ... we've got a pool and all in the city, but I can't say it's nearly as awesome as the beach is."

A small sigh. "Too bad, though. The Sensoriums can only do so much. It'd be awesome if we had a mini beach somewhere on the ship."

"We should look into making one at least, or at least walling off an area for an artificial one," remarked Ben.

"At least then it would be a little easier to deal with."

"That's not a bad idea!" Jr. remarked. "But the real question is, is there anyone on the ship that would know how to set one up."

It certainly wasn't Cagalli's idea of a beach, all... cramped up inside of a space thing.

An IMAGINARY space thing that she'd wandered into by accident, still wearing a loose pair of jeans and a grey t-shirt over her plant suit. The blond, now shorter than ever - the deaging thing that she was pointedly ignoring as long as she couldn't do anything about it - but her hair longer, in a ponytail. "What's this place?" she asked none too respectfully.

"--Huh? Oh! Hi," Jr. greeted Cagalli with a wave as he sat up.

"This is my home. Well, you know, simulated Sensorium version of my home."

"You live in space, huh?" She walked over, still looking out over the simulated water.

Like a space colony... maybe one of the more luxurious ones. PLANTs might be that nice, at least.

"Yep! Hardly feels like 'space', though."

"It's... pretty nice, I guess." Cagalli plopped down on the sand, chewing at her bottom lip.

"Pretty nice? Come on!" he insisted a little less awkwardness from the girl. "It's a private beach, what's not to enjoy about it?"

A short pause. "I mean, if we were actually here."

"It's a private beach on a space colony... or a giant space ship." She began drawing slow circles in the sand with a finger.

"That's not much of a difference from any other beach!" He looked up, remembering the first time he had shown MOMO, Shion and the others the beach. It had been a pretty fun day ... until Jr. decided to show off the weather control.

"But this is a space colony! The Kukai Foundation, to be exactly. And I'm Jr., Gaignun Kukai Jr."

"Cagalli Yula Atha." Beaches weren't usually in space. Even the PLANTs had their limitations; was this even bigger? "All the beaches I know are on Earth."