D.E.M.O.N.S: Getting Summoned Weekly isn't so Bad

Chapter 1644 Sleeping Bag Surfing?

--- Kat ---

"... so that’s the best idea we’ve come up with," explained Kat.

Brook and Church glanced at each other and shrugged. They obviously didn’t mind being in close proximity with each other. It didn’t exactly sound comfortable... but if that’s what it took they could accept it. Craunch was grinning, for some reason he seemed particularly amused by the idea. Strek seemed a but unsure and Sephy... "What! No, why would you think that’s an acceptable idea!"

"Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?" asked Strek.

"Huh?" murmured Sephy confused.

"Well normally you’d say something like ’I’m so ready to get up close and personal’ or ’It’ll be like an orgy but with more clothes’ or something else like that..." explained Strek.

"Yeah, that’s all well and good for a joke but I don’t want old man ass in my face. That or being pressed against the new couple! Sure dirty jokes are fun and all but I’m not looking to jump anyone personally. I just like making crass jokes," explained Sephy.

Strek shrugged, "Eh... if this is how it has to be I can live with it. I mean, I’m guessing we’ll be separated by cloth or something so it won’t be too bad,"

"I’m pretty sure we’ll still feel everything," complained Sephy. "I mean, if Kat’s still getting blown about by the wind then she can’t make the ball with us in it too big, so it’s gotta be tight and compact. Which means less layers, and less places for us to all get wrapped up,"

"Look, the ball part was somewhat a joke," said Kat. "Though now you’re bringing up issues my actual plan of putting you all in the tent and then carrying that seems less then ideal as well... so now I’m not too sure,"

"Well, before you get too invested, I gotta ask. Where are you planning to head? Cause it seems like fighting against the wind isn’t getting you far. So... are you going to head straight? Towards wherever the fancy bracelet is directing you? Just go with the wind as far as possible? Funny as your idea is, it can work and it’s the best we’ve got so far," laughed Craunch.

Kat frowned at the question and felt the pull on her arm. It was... call directly into the storm 0 degrees, the pull was probably around 75-80 degrees then? Kat allowed her arm to be pulled loosely so that the others could see the direction as well. "Not the best direction but not the worst either... but it’s definitely ’into’ the storm. Hmm..."

What do you think?

Kat scratched at her chin as she considered the idea. "Hmmm... hmm... I don’t exactly have practice surfing and I’m surprised you know about it..."

"One of my favourite movies involves a surfing tournament," admitted Strek.

"... right well I’ve only gone surfing... maybe once? It’s really not something that comes up often and while my balance is pretty good part of that is my wings and tail. Though... if we’re going straight downwards and following the wind maybe my wings can be used. Alright I’m willing to give it a go. It’ll be smoother then running but if I trip over you’ll have to forgive me for the rough landing,"

Sephy sighed, "Fuck it, I can live with that risk if it gets me my own sleeping bag,"

Craunch grinned, "Sounds like a good time... I think I’d like to risk doing a bit of this surfing on my own actually. The sand isn’t pleasant but it is quite survivable for me. If I load up on some good clothing I should be fine and it’ll be one less person for you to carry,"

Kat sighed, "If you keep the rope around us both I’ll allow it,"

Craunch huffed, "Fine,"

"We’re both on board as well," announced Brook.

"Right in that case I’ll just quickly test the durability of these sleeping bags and maybe see if I have anything better then a tower shield for surfing... though I’m not sure how I’d judge that sort of thing. Craunch, how are you planning to practice?"

"Eh, I’ll just figure it out in the storm," said Craunch, waving the concern off.

Kat glared back, having expected that but decided not to say anything. It... it might be for the best to take the risk. She wasn’t sure how else they were going to go about this and Craunch was fairly tough so it likely wasn’t going to kill him. He’d proved as much by sticking his finger into the sand earlier.

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Kat sighed and pulled out a sleeping bag. She still wasn’t sure this was the best way to go about it... but they were roughly person shaped and you could zip them up completely to keep the sand out. Holding one out into the storm Kat felt herself sliding along the sand but... the material did hold up under the barrage with just a few scuffs. "Alright... I think this can work..."