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[iustaegis]

A vesper gar...?

[ Her new fish is more eel-like, about the length of her arm. How curious, she’s never seen a creature like it. Into the bucket it goes, adding an additional point to her score. ]

[carbungle]

Yeah, another fish back home. I kept bumping into this pro fisher who'd challenge me to catch one local to the area. Gars only come out to eat at dawn, so for me, catching one was a big challenge.

[iustaegis]

[ Challenging not because of the fish itself, but just because it appeared at dawn...

Was a big challenge, at that. ] Oh, but you did catch it! I hope you celebrated instead of going right back to sleep.

[carbungle]

Nah... I wish. We had to wait until dinner to properly celebrate, so it was nothing but hunts the whole rest of the day. Worth it, though, Vesper fillet's amazing. Even got me to eat peppers with it.

[iustaegis]

[ Another memory of his. He shares them so easily.

...Is it easy? ] Anything you haven't caught yet, that you would like to?

[carbungle]

[A fish he's never caught... the ones he hadn't heard of yet, is the truth. He never had the chance to fish beyond Lucis, the ocean, and Accordo. The world is so much bigger than all that he's seen. It's not just fishing- there's so many things in his life that he'd still like to do. But... can't.

The turning of his reel slows down, as he weighs the true answer against the one he can actually offer her.]

Mm... Bismarck, maybe.

[iustaegis]

[ She had thought that turning the conversation away from a memory— that she could never replace, mind, with catching a vesper of her own— to a possible new memory with a different fish would be better.

From his reaction, this probably was the wrong decision. Or maybe she’s reading too much into it. Carefully, ]

Bismarck...?

[carbungle]

Yeah, he's a whale.

[Said with an entirely straight face.]

[iustaegis]

[ She whips her head around, twisting her body to look at him. Is he— it seems like he’s completely serious.

The shock in her voice is apparent, ]

You want to go fishing.... for a whale?

[carbungle]

That's enough of a challenge, right?

[The serious expression lasts just long enough for her to react - and keep buying it - until he smiles faintly and ducks his head.]

Just kidding. He's revered as a god of the sea in Accordo- a blessing for anglers of open waters. Hooking that guy would probably curse my line for life.

[Both figuratively his family and literally his fishing line. He pulls in another catch, more of an oversized guppy than anything, but a fish is a fish so into the bucket it goes.]

I would like to see him again, though. He was so cool.

[iustaegis]

[ Thank goodness he’s not serious about fishing a deity— ]

You... saw him before! [ Why is she surprised? She shouldn’t be surprised! He’s already been marked by multiple gods.

Pyra shakes her head, smiling regardless of her surprise, and looks back out to her side of the lake. ] Well? You can’t just say that and not tell me how he looked. Was he coated in barnacles?

[carbungle]

I didn't see any barnacles, but he was covered in these big, sweeping white runes that looked like waves. He was huge- bigger than a sailing ship, with a giant spiral horn on his nose.

[He taps his nose, finger spiraling outwards to demonstrate how far (comparatively) it stretched.]

He's not a real god of the sea- that's Leviathan. But he's ancient enough to have earned himself a legend, and the story goes that if you cast a line where he guides you, you'll run out of space to put 'em before you run out of fish to catch.

[iustaegis]

[ While she cannot picture the runes themselves, she can imagine it would be a sight to see. ] Do his blessings work with virtual fishing? Because I might just need one myself!

[carbungle]

[Prompto has a photo, probably. He has photos of everything, somewhere.]

Sorry, his blessings don't transfer. You'll just have to get there with blood, sweat, and tears like the rest of us.

[iustaegis]

[ Oh! Another bite!

She begins reeling hers in. ] Oh, admittedly I do have an advantage.

[ She leans against him, her back to his. This time, she doesn't wait for him to guess. ] --Of having the best fishing teacher there could possibly be.

[carbungle]

Hmm. A little generous, but I'll take it.

[Whether he agrees or not, he doesn't argue, and he doesn't sound surprised either. It's Pyra, of course she'd think that.]

[iustaegis]

[ What other fisherman would know tricks like turning the reel to the side as one brings the fish back in? That sort of thing comes with expertise! She believes he's earned his spot! ]

Hm. There's more where that came from.

[ Don't test her. ]

[carbungle]

[He will noooooot. He will instead change the subject, thank you.]

Know any good lakes or rivers for this sort of thing on your world?

[iustaegis]

[ She rolls back her shoulders. ]

Not that I know of. [ She’s not a fisherwoman! However— ] Speaking of whales... [ She pauses, shifting again as her fingers adjust tightly upon the fishing rod. ] One of our continents appears as a whale...

[carbungle]

Appears as? Like the continent is one?

[His eyes are wide as he glances at her, almost hopeful. That sounds so cool.]

[iustaegis]

[ Had they been facing each other, she would have simply nodded. Instead she must verbalize it, although her tone is quieter. ]

Uraya. She flies above the Cloud-Sea... Did I never mention this before?

[ Hah. ]

[carbungle]

I remember you said they were... Titans, right? Divine living continents? But not much more detail than that.

[iustaegis]

That's right. ....And there is one that is a whale, with the Urayans living within her. [ He may hear her sigh, as if steadying herself. ] I don't think anyone has been foolish enough to try to fish her for sport.

[ Amazing. She's actually talking about her world. It hurts-- ] Within her are these great, freshwater springs, and nearly all plantlife there is luminescent.

[ --But she's gotten better at it, and it helps at the same time. She knows it helps him, too, to keep the focus off of him. So, she continues talking. ] Uraya has one of the most unique biomes of all the great continents, constantly bathed in a twilight painted by her flora.

[ It helps that Uraya still lives. ]

[carbungle]

[His head tilts as she speaks, brushing up against her hair from behind, quietly curious. He's listening to her tone, trying to gauge how safe this is on her end as much as his.]

Twilight... by flora.

[Bioluminescence... he's seen it, a few times; Galdin Quay had several fish that lit up with a blue glow when he fished at night. It was always comforting, a reminder of his magic or the warm, safe runes of a haven. This continent of hers sounds much prettier than the darkness he's used to.]

It sounds amazing. Have you been there?

[iustaegis]

Mmhm.

[ A quiet affirmation, a pause, and she continues as if she's testing something, like the handle of a door, creaking it open for the first time in so long.

Rivers, he had asked about rivers. This reminds her-- ] ...There are rivers too. They cut through valleys inside. The storms within her would blow blossoms throughout all of her thorax, and the lighted petals would stream downhill.

[ If she closes her eyes, she can imagine it.

If she closes her eyes, she can stop her vision from blurring. ]

As they flow through her rivers, it looks as if... Noct, the water looks as if it's on fire. Or-- like it's caught the sunset without a sun present.

[ It's magical. ]