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Who: a bunch of less-than-upstanding nerd boys
Where: along this route
When: Day 8, or thereabouts
Open/Closed: closed to mapping party; pm

rebells if your character would have icly asked to come!

[So you may have gotten a telepathic message a few days ago about an expedition to map the coastline . . . or maybe you were invited along by a friend. Whatever the reason, it's bright and early this morning, and it's time to set out!

Characters would have gotten a further telepathic message from Jay with a date and time to meet outside the shacks. They'll be heading east along the "shore," tracking the coast, and then heading directly back towards base camp . . . who knows what they'll find along the way?]

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Because we have no idea if the gravitational field on the island ever goes...off.

[ THEN WHY DID YOU SAIL OVER THE SIDE. ]

We didn't manage to catch any fish. Also, two frogs max, dude. You are a terrible father and I will not be responsible for more than two amphibians? Especially since I doubt Rose will super help.

I feel like maybe that is a thing to consider before sailing off of the edge and hoping for the best, but okay. Maybe if there are fish they would be edible. It's worth a look. Also I am a perfectly fine father, take that back! Rose loves me and would understand.

[And then a pointed look to Dirk.] I don't think any of us should go over the edge again.

[YEAH. DAVE??? WHY DID YOU SAIL OVER THE SIDE.]

I am not getting scolded twice over by people who are apparently perfectly willing to go over the edge themselves. That is all kinds of unfair on the risk-takin' front.

[Also:]

All reports of Jane's Poppop said he was an excellent dad, not to mention a really solid cornball comedian.

[Dirk admired him, like he admired all their ancestors. They had been heroes, each one, in their own way.]

[ dave flips them both off? before slanting a look at john and actually actively smiling in amusement. it's not huge, because he doesn't really do huge smiles, but it's visible enough to count as one for him. ]

I will not take it back because you forget: I was Rose's fuckin' server player. We did actually see you steal her cat and abandon a salamander you picked up in its place? You, dude, are a terrible father. I can't argue the Rose loves you and would understand part, though. The main point here is that I suspect we will end up helpin' to care for your adoptees so keep 'em to a reasonable level.

[What if he just starts keeping track of the number of times Dave's actually smiled since they got here? What if. He doesn't find it to be a brand new novelty like he did the first time but he does like what it means even if it's at the expense of himself.]

I didn't go over the edge yet, so my scolding counts. And also. Sometimes a father has to let his children spread their wings? Casey was fine and came with me and Jade on our ship. Dr. Meowgon wanted to come along on the rocketpack, what was I supposed to do? I'm not going to pick up and adopt stuff from every planet, jeez.

[There's a grin Dirk's direction.] I think I heard that. It's kind of cool to think about it that way. Jake told me. Well. About the last part I mean.

[Dirk flips off at Dave right back, then startles at the smile, making himself pull back from his surprise (startled, strangely happy and sad at once) to focus elsewhere.]

There are little baby wild boars around.

[Why is he suggesting other things for John to adopt.]

[ it's a flicker. the smile's gone by the time he speaks up again. ]

No. [ to john, re: the possibility of boars. ] Also, don't lie, you are absolutely gonna pick up and adopt stuff from every planet. I know you, Egbert, that is a thing you will entirely do. R - she ain't here.

[ he was about to say "rose back me up". ]

[He laughs then.] Yeah, Akira and I were thinking about trying to tame some of the boar on the island to see if we could. If there are babies around that would be easier.

[But he's still trying to look semi-offended.] I don't enough hands to pick up everything, so no. I will be limited in my adoptions. [This is the idiot who put a salamander and frogs in his sylladex, what do you want from him.] The thing is these animals are almost like what you would find on earth. I was expecting something more alien by now.

Unless they're from Earth. Genette said she was, but she sure as fuck isn't referring to any language or cultural tradition I've ever heard of even in passing.

That doesn't mean it doesn't exist, but it doesn't seem that improbable that she'd be from a world that made it past where our world ended. So maybe this was yanked out of an iteration of Earth too.

Oh, I like him. [ re: akira, immediately. ] Did you know his power runs on jokes? The more puns he tells in a row the better it does.

[ some people have incredibly out there powers. dave likes some and dislikes others. ]

But also: leave the poor boar alone. ...Though come to think of it, Minato offered to go milk one for me? [ personas... ] Maybe we should chill it on antagonizin' the wild life, though.

I did not, but that's really funny. I want to see it. And don't let Minato milk anything, the boar might get mad.

[But Dirk brings up a good point.] I noticed that, too. An alternate earth is possible but then wouldn't that mean maybe she knows most of the normal earth history? We could ask her, I guess. Either that or she's from an earth before ours that was started over. That would explain why everything here looks a little busted.

That raises the question of what it does better.

[Dirk's encounter with Akira was being the dude's DD during a wormmist problem.]

No harm in askin'. She's probably more agreeable to people who don't repeatedly question authority, and even then she was freakishly benign.

[He got Mom'd at and didn't respond to it great.]

She has other reasons to dislike you probably.

[ to dirk. ]

Anyway, Akira's a pyro. [ but he has to tell jokes to light up. okay then. ] I think the outright weirdest thing I've heard about is Lenka's.

[A lift of his eyebrows to Dave, but nothing more. He's back to picking up reeds.]

Maybe I'll talk to her someday soon, but I haven't had a reason to. And I didn't know that about Akira, so that's even better. [But uh.] What's Lenka's? Have you guys been figuring out everybody's powers?

[It makes Dirk's head snap towards Dave, his brows furrowed in. He tries to modulate his reaction and it's true that a frown doesn't get onto his face but his eyes are stuck on Dave behind his shades and he forces himself to speak, drags the words out of his throat so that they don't sound hurt.]

I'd be interested to hear what reasons those might be.

[ ......................okay maybe that was an ill-considered remark when it got him two stares. ]

She likes things that look nice. Fashion-wise. She was real particular about those accessories she made, and how she dressed.

[ dirk is dirk. dave redirects his attention to john. ]

And yeah, I guess I have been? It's normal to ask people, I think - but uh, Lenka can fuckin' summon refrigerators.

[Dave. Buddy. He's just going to keep quiet for a minute even as he continues giving Dave a thoughtful look, letting his expression slide to Dirk because this is definitely not his fight. He's the referee if needed, but not the pinch hitter.

On the other hand he looks comically perplexed by the refrigerator reveal so. Cool. Awesome.]

[Dirk relaxes a fraction, feeling ashamed for his instant anxiety, his feeling that Dave must hate him—and then pauses.]

Hey. I've been wearing this outfit since you made it for me.

[He gestures at the three piece.]

If you're trashin' this, you're trashin' your damn self.

[Oh hey]

Fridges with food?

Wearin' the same outfit for over a week straight is also a sign of bad fashion.

[ SO. ]

Food mostly but random shit. Minato said a fridge full of swords wasn't out of the question. So I imagine it's like...luck of the draw, and might have useful items, weapons, or consumables? You'd have to ask Lenka about any limitations or specifics. I didn't talk to the dude about it.

Dude. [The way that's it said could be for Dirk to the untrained ear, but it's definitely for Dave to cool his jets just a little.] But I do wonder if the other planets will have clothes and stuff we can grab, too.

[He shakes his head.] When I talked to Lenka I did not even think of that, but that could also be useful while we're traveling if he knows how to pick up the refrigerators again. A lot of these powers are ranging from really cool to really weird.

You only made me one outfit.

[HE DOESN'T HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO WEAR Dave was very encompassing when criticizing Dirk's fashion okay.]

...Who the fuck would put swords in a fridge. [God. That's so stupid.]

[ he breathes out a sigh but forces himself to uncross his arms, jamming his hands in his pockets instead and raising an eyebrow at john. happy? ]

You didn't ask for more. [ calmly, before he moves back onto the topic of fridges - or powers, at least. ] I'm pretty sure there are at least two touch empaths, which wigs me out a little, and then I guess at least two healers. Haru has barrier magic, which is pretty cool. You know about Orihime, and there's a dude who manipulates paper. Mikleo can turn into a dragon and he flew me around a bit.

[Yes he's happy, thank you. They'll talk about it later. Instead, he snorts lightly.]

I have the same question, but magic is like that. [He nods along though.] Sorey can dive into people's souls, and Yang can make explosive balls. You already know about Madoka and some of the others I've met, too. And we know all of ours, obviously. So it's a pretty big variety.

You didn't offer. Can I have more outfits please?

[The exchange unsettles him again, ironically; he was beginning to calm down by virtue of arguments about fashion. Stupid bickering is normal, par for the course with everyone he knows. Someone intervening isn't.

He focuses on powers.]

Caesar is like a sunlamp. I worked by his handlight the other evening. The soul dive was a pretty interesting experience. Unfortunately, I couldn't glean anything from it aspect-wise here. Mikleo has a weirdly calming three-dimensionalized soul metaphor.

[ uhhhhhhh. he didn't expect the request and looks over at john like john will have an answer solely because rose isn't there to look at and there's a moment where he glances to his side like he expects her to be there before he looks to john. exactly how often did he hang out at her hip during the course of the last three years? ]

...Sure. [ but he's making no moves to draw anything currently. instead: ]

The other healer is a girl with green hair. She asked to punch me. Jay's a touch empath, and so I think is Giorno. But maybe they work by different rules. Oh, and Chiaki...buffs people, I guess. [ his tone goes weird when he mentions chiaki, like he has no idea what the fuck to think about the guy, which is true. ] He hugged me and apparently owes me dinner based on a deadpan joke I made.

[ HE HAS NO IDEA HOW TO HANDLE CHIAKI ]

We have way too many touch-based powers in the vicinity. And obviously Minato is beads.

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