<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/W8Qd6a0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kazuki Mikagami (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13353872#msg13353872)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ecchi Island Beach Zone, Sector 5<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Notes/Warning:</strong>Missed the start, but working to catch up and relax!<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Color is forestgreen<br/><hr/><br/>"Late, late, late..." Kazuki whimpered as he hurried along, sandal-covered feet clacking along the tiled floors of the indoor areas. "I knew soliciting Tia was a bad idea, but I can't just say no, can I? *Sigh* Well... At least she looked happy, but now I wonder what the population's going to be like..." He mumbled, stopping for a moment before he reached down to grab his necklace. At one of the later comers, he didn't get quite the same explanation everyone else got when they first came to the island, but the bare minimum of its functions were touched upon, allowing him to realize there was a map of the island within it. Using the COMP's GPS features would have also sufficed, but it was still a new model... He didn't know how effective it was or even if it was a good idea to use it too much.<br/><br/>Once he located the beach area, he hurried off once more, leaving his sweater billowing slightly throughout the trip. It wasn't that much further now, and soon, he could see them: Pristine white sands, a beautiful and expansive ocean, and a myriad of beautiful bodies prowling the sands for food, adventure, or a good time. Stepping out into the sun, Kazuki breathed a happy sigh as he stretched his arms up over his head, grinning. "MmmmmHM! Welcome to Ecchi Island indeed... I wonder how true that name is..." He trailed off, giving a soft grin. A name like that meant alot of naughty and fun things must have happened on the island, but with everyone here... It looked just like any other normal beach get-together. Still, he was here for a week, and a week was more than enough time for anything to happen. For now, he browsed the tables of food, looking to see what stood out and looked appealing... Frankly, ALL of it did. But that was to be expected when your sources of food in another world were anything from synthesized to not quite the best ethically.<br/><br/>"It'll be nice not eating baked Cockatrice for a change." he groused, before a soft buzzing went off from the device on his forearm. Looking down, he raised it up to look, before realizing... "What the...? A devil signature, here?" He mumbled, looking left and right. The area still looked peaceful though... But if there was one here... Maybe it was a student from his school showing one off. This place didn't look like it had wild devils like his world though. Still, better to be safe than sorry and stake out... Grabbing a plate of juicy hotdogs and a drink, he looked around for a nice place to hang around and observe the area from... Soon, his eyes found it: A nice, comfortable-looking beach chair. The closer he approached, the more erratic the silent buzzing became, but each look at the device only returned inconclusive reports. This was something entirely unknown... Perhaps a new and undiscovered entity altogether. Taking his seat on the beach chair, he set the plate down on one side, taking a sip of his cup of lemonade from the other, casting cautious glances around the beach to see if anything stood out.<br/><br/>"Well, so far so good... Maybe this thing's just busted." he frowned, looking down at the COMP.