Bantioc August Rush

It's the last weeks of summer at Galivas's most popular beach, South Shore. The sun still shines bright high in the sky as a Bantioc cruiser hovers to a halt just off the premises. It's not long before a small fishing boat flies from over the hills as well; lowering its anchor by the dunes and coming to a rest, perched on the sand.

-Welcome to South Shore, where the sun smiles and the waves roll about.-

"What a tacky welcoming board." said the fleet admiral as he stepped out from the shuttle along with his wife and the crew of the Bantioc cruiser.

"Oh, hush. Let's warm our furs while we can before the fleet departs the sector." replied the doctor to her husband, whipping out a pair of sunglasses from her handbag.

" You're right. With friends and comrades all around, it can only get better."

With uniforms stripped and tucked aside, Flt Adm. Roh takes his seat on the beach face, leaning back on the lap of his love, Dr. Sarah. The two look over to their friends -a fisherman- Ain, building a sand sculpture with the young captain, Argo. Just off the distance, even notorious pirates want some fun, tackling the waves with a board.

"Ahh... Now all we need are two vanilla ice cream cones." Sighed the admiral, sucking on his pipe.

"Marcus, We already talked about your belly situation." Laughed the doctor, rubbing the thick shoulders of her man.