nero.

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week 0, monday.

[allyship]

['sup, nero. rochalizo's walking along the beach, looking a little in awe at the sight of the ocean, before he notices nero.]

Fishing, are we? Any luck?

[perfectdistance]

Just started. Gonna be a while before I start getting bites.

[allyship]

Hm. Well, best of luck to your endeavours. Those Celestial Watchers said we shouldn't have to worry about our food supplies, but I don't know if I'm willing to take their word for it.

[perfectdistance]

Which one did ya talk to?

Long as we got the ocean, that'll help some. Plenty of fish to eat.

[allyship]

Ah, what was their name... [he waves a hand] The golden one.

[perfectdistance]

Shamsiel?

[allyship]

I suppose that was it, yes.

[perfectdistance]

They all seemed t' have some trouble answering questions.

[The gold dust stuff.]

[allyship]

Yes... that's alarming for a number of reasons.

[perfectdistance]

Right? Still, they're probably not lying about not being the people who brought us here...

[allyship]

So it seems, though in that way, things are even more worrying. We still don't know what we're meant to expect.

[perfectdistance]

Can't seem to talk about it much either. But accordin' to them, we'll be gettin' more info within the week.

[allyship]

Which is better than nothing, even if it's grim info. I don't care for this wait, though.

[perfectdistance]

Waitin' around is just annoyin' everybody at best.

[allyship]

Let us hope tensions don't build until they explode, then. [he glances at the ocean.] Perhaps we should all take up fishing? It seems to be an activity that requires patience, at least.

[perfectdistance]

's one way to calm down. You wanna join me?

[allyship]

... I suppose now's as good of a time as any to learn, in case our food supplies do start diminishing.

[perfectdistance]

Plenty to eat if you're willing to learn.

[He gestures like "come with me then".]

[allyship]

[he will join nero...]

[perfectdistance]

[And then Nero taught a teenager how to fish.]

w2: Sunday

[perfectdistance]

[rochalizo fought the crab and won. (Also the shark, but you know.)

Nero will be going up to his room with a bowl of delicious crab bisque.]

Good work today. Brought ya some food.

[allyship]

[he squints from where he's sitting on his bed.]

What is that?

[perfectdistance]

It's a kinda seafood soup.

[He hands it over, warm and delicious.]

[allyship]

[he takes it! hurray, warmth.

but also,]

... Is this from Suigetsu's crab?

[perfectdistance]

I was kinda surprised it stuck around.

[yes.]

[allyship]

... Well, I suppose one good thing came from all that.

[perfectdistance]

Makes a pretty good dinner.

Uh... Lemme know if ya need anythin'.

[allyship]

... I should be fine, eventually. [it hurts, but he's not about to die.] It's just been a tiring week.

[perfectdistance]

With your adventure 'n everything, yeah. I don't blame ya for bein' tired.

[allyship]

[...]

And what of you? I heard you went on one as well.

[perfectdistance]

I healed up some. Don't worry about that.

[allyship]

Hm... What did you have to do on yours?

[perfectdistance]

...

Survive.

[allyship]

An answer that both explains everything and nothing at once.

[perfectdistance]

How much have ya heard about it?

[allyship]

To be frank, nothing?

[perfectdistance]

...

[SIGHS.]

I don't really wanna think about it. Hope that kinda thing never happens again 's all.

[allyship]

It probably will. Though not to you, maybe.

[perfectdistance]

...

Nobody deserves that.

[allyship]

Little about this place is about what's deserved, unfortunately.

[perfectdistance]

No. It really isn't.