✧ — passionfruit green tea.

[boba]

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[oversea]

[ he takes a step to the left and it hits the ground. ]

No, you can stay up there.

[ he doesn't have any work for elysium to do and he seems comfortable up there.. ]

[transmit]

Why are you wasting my snacks? I'm trying to feed you.

[ he is comfortable… and does not trust himself not to be gay if left alone with thorns for that long. so! healthy distance it is.

he throws a third nut. ]

[oversea]

Am I a pet?

[ this truly is what you do at a petting zoo.

it would be nice to be up there with him, but maybe he'll do that another time when he isn't working. ]

[transmit]

I'm here to watch over you, so you might as well be.

[ rests his cheek against his hand and seemingly assesses him. ]

I'll start calling you Thornsy. How's that?

[oversea]

Oh, now we're on pet names?

[ he reaches down to pick up a corn nut, and then tosses it back up to elysium... gravity is working against him so who knows if it'll hit his target. ]

[transmit]

Not a fan?

[ the sea breeze blows and sends the corn nut right back at him. thunk. ]

There's also Isi. That sounds just as cute.

[ he is talking to a pirate captain… ]

[oversea]

Isi...

[ he has to think about it? it is odd hearing elysium use his actual name, even if it's a nickname. ]

Should I call you something then?

[transmit]

Are you gonna look after me, too? Is the captain allowed to show preferential treatment like that?

[ leans forward in interest

in my head i picture him falling off and eating shit ]

[oversea]

If you lean out any more you're going to fall off.

[ and thorns will have to nurse elysium back to health after he breaks all his bones... ]

[transmit]

Are you embarrassed to call me by a nickname too, Isi? Who else will know about it?

[ he

should not be flirting. but thorns is so cute? he explodes. ]

[oversea]

[ thorns, at the very least, does not immediately clock it as flirting because that's his good buddy elysium who he is bros with. ]

Then what's something that no one else would call you?

[ questions a pal would ask. ]

[transmit]

[ questions a pal would definitely ask because they are super besties and it is normal not to want to share their entirety with other people… unfortunately, thorns' forwardness causes his heart to skip a beat. he slowly lowers his bag of corn nuts. ]

Wouldn't the reverse be easier to come up with? What's something you'd only call me?

[ for the record, he fully expects to get punked. it's fine. he needs to be brought back down to reality. ]

[oversea]

[ thank you for putting down your weapon, sir.

he has to think about it. there is an obvious nickname for elysium, but it's so obvious that people likely call him it already and that defeats the purpose.

... ]

I'll tell you later.

[transmit]

[ what purpose does it defeat, thorns… ]

Uh huh.

[ the kind of 'uh huh' that carries no expectations at all. he leans back and swings his feet, fully expecting to still be called elysium. that's just how it goes. ]

Would you say this is your favourite part about working on a ship?

[ here's where he'd say thorns looks at home commandeering the ship, but one cannot compliment their homie in excess… ]

[oversea]

... One of them. I don't know how to describe it, but being behind this makes you feel like you can go anywhere.

[ when you are away from society and are surrounded by nothing but the sea and the sky, it gives you a sense of peace and purpose that no big city really can. the world has never felt so ready to be seen. ]

It's like a dream, but one that can be obtainable.

[transmit]

I like to think I did a pretty good job of steering when you guys had me handle it way back when.

[ it was a different situation, then, when he had to navigate around geysers and the exoskeletons of long-passed saltfin. he looks a touch wistful from where he perches, which thorns may or may not be able to make out. ]

Would you still trust me to steer now?

[oversea]

Hm. Will you come down?

[ after all, it's not like elysium can do any steering from up there.

but it does seem like he's comfortable where he is. ]

[transmit]

I'm pretty high up. What're you going to do if I don't make the jump?

[ catch him…?

:flushed: ]

[oversea]

Catch you.

[ he says it so confidently.

granted, he is high enough that they would still likely get somewhat injured if that happens, but it would be better than elysium hitting the deck... ]

[transmit]

[ that urge to mess up on purpose just to see what happens. but no, he theatrically winds himself up before leaping instead. he should probably be more careful given that they're at sea and proper medical care is kilometres away, but whatever. ]

Cowabunga—!

[ unsurprisingly

he lands on his feet, using thorns to absorb some of the impact as he throws his arms around him. this is, of course, well within the bounds of typical bestie behavior. ]

[oversea]

[ it is...

thorns instinctively wraps his arms around him to make sure he doesn't tumble over, even though he should let him eat shit if he does stumble on the landing. ]

Showoff.

[transmit]

[ and now they're two lads just hugging it out at the helm



elysium remembers to let go before it starts getting gay. ]

I didn't even say anything. Did Iook that cool to you, hm?

[oversea]

I guess.

[ he stares at him. ]

Ely...?

[ no, that seems too common... ]

[transmit]

[ instinctively— ]

Yes?

[ then belatedly… he dies. (internally) ]

That's an easy one.

[ canon will never give us his name. sorry thorns. ]

[oversea]

I thought so...

[ he goes silent again as he becomes lost in thought.

he is really serious about this nickname thing. ]