<div class="floatleft">(https://wing-auctions.c.yimg.jp/sim?furl=auctions.c.yimg.jp/images.auctions.yahoo.co.jp/image/dr000/auc0305/users/8/3/8/0/golf_kace02-img400x600-1496218086oihpgk19542.jpg&amp;dc=1&amp;sr.fs=20000)</div>Name: Aoi Fujisaki<br/>Time: Day 1 Morning<br/>Location: Gates, to Docks<br/>Tagging: Setsu (m), Jay (m)<br/>Notes/Warning: N/A<br/><hr/><br/>The trip had had smooth sailing, literally, since Aoi first set foot on the ship that would take him to the island. His parents, King and Queen of his home country, and wanted him to go to a charter school for individuals just like him; royals, princes,princesses, and other ranks of nobility in order to keep up appearances, and most of all, to learn manners and respect amongst the populace of their country. It wasn't something that Aoi had planned, however, when it came to going on a beach island trip to represent his school. He was the op ranking student at his school, so naturally, he would have been chosen, but even so, he never would have thought that there would be a beach vacation in the works at his school.<br/><br/>"There sure is an interesting bunch of people." He couldn't help but muse to himself, as he looked around the docks after her had walked off, noticing the large mass of students from other dimensions, of all things. To think that technology from other places had come so far, for his country was only in what you would call "Present time"; modernized with technology, yet still holding values and traditions of the past. Book in hand, he seemed to be one of the few people in the entire student body not decked out in their swimsuits as of yet, but Aoi would rather take some time getting settled before he did anything like that.<br/><br/>Though, more importantly, he knew his parents wanted him to get to know others, make friends, the like. He had no trouble with it, but with so much going on, it could prove to be difficult. From seeing a mass of people on one side, one girl with a talk duck(?), another with a strange bionic arm...<br/><br/>"...this definitely will be an interesting summer." He couldn't help but give a small smile, eyes softening as he watched others mingle, talk, get to know one another. However, to be safe, he would need to find an attendant, or at least a staff member, in order to help him with a few questions he had about boarding. Glancing around, he noticed many individuals, mostly in swimsuits, roaming around the docks, but not many attendants or staff members. He noticed a young girl nearby the docks, with striking red hair, and wearing what seemed to be a rendition of a flight attendants uniform,; maybe she was staff?