It's quite rare that Night Raven College initiates school trips that aren't related to competitions or festivals. So once the teachers announced a beach trip to the warmer edges of the Isle of Sages, funded by the school of course, every student jumped at the opportunity to take a break. Magnifique opportunité!

Even the house wardens were temporarily relieved of their duties so they too may enjoy their day at the beach. Rook was obviously ecstatic, a chance to enjoy the glistening waves crashing against sun-kissed sands? How could he refuse! Une journée paisible pour se reposer et récupérer de l'énergie.

Peaceful until one student brought a water gun and turned it into an all-out interdorm war in the shallows.

Students in the water stuck close to their dormmates, armed with balloons, floaties, and water guns. The teachers warned the students not to use their magic or there would be consequences, so they only had each other to rely on. Them and their skills... how unfortunate.

Once team Pomefiore, which consisted of the few willing to get wet and dishevelled under the sun, got their hands on a water gun, the others knew it was all over. Before anyone could flee, the toy was in Rook's hands and it became a weapon. Students were getting knocked down left, right, and centre. It was a slaughter.

Luck wasn't on your side, because all it took was a student accidentally knocking you off of balance for Rook to get a headshot, tossing you into the water.

While everyone was busy running ~~for their lives~~, Rook approached with the faintest of smiles. "Sincerest apologies, petit un. You were simply too easy of a target," He was enough of a gentleman to assist you to your feet.