❀ nero turner

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[He immediate takes a step back before this little crab friend can try pinching his nose. ]

You left it in your sleeves?

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That's right!

(He sure did. And Tsurumaru isn't goign to relent! He's going to lean in again with his little friend. Look! At! His! Little crab frien!)

He's quite cute.

(If you think hermit crabs are cute.)

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I guess?

[Some people have different definitions of cute and we shouldn't shame them.]

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(He sure is cute and Tsurumaru is just? Going to tuck him back in his sleeve like nbd.)

Did you come to look for buried treasure? Or to clear your mind?

(That's why people come to the beach, right?)

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Thinkin' about fishing for dinner tonight.

[Hermit crab too small to eat.]

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(why didn't he spend curfew with nero wow)

Ah, dinner!

(He's excited!!)

I was wondering what to eat.

(Did he just

invite himself to Nero's dinner.... yeah.)

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You invitin' yourself along?

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Why mention it if you aren't going to invite me?

(Hello?)

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'cause 'm on the beach for it.

If ya catch a fish, I'll cook it for ya.

1/2

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(




Catch... a fish....)

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(He has his pride!)

Then I'll be sure to catch one! I'll surprise you with my catch!

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[Hmm... Works for him!

Nero starts heading out to the pier with his fishing rod.]

Lookin' forward to it.

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(Then there is Tsuru with no fishing rod. But he's going to follow along and just? Leave his hole? It's fine, the tide will cover it up probably.)

Do you usually fish? Or is it something you started here?

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I do it sometimes.

[If he goes out to the lake in South Country.]

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A cook and a forager... how useful.

(Anway to the pier they go probably? He has no fishing rod and he doesnt really plan on fishing though..... so he'll just? Take a seat?)

Mitsu-bou and the others usually handle all of that back home.

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Your friends?

[He'll get the fishing rod after Nero is done with it.]

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(Stop, he's trying to weasel out of the boring work.)

Mhmm. They were the ones who made my lunch before I left.

(The lunchbox they couldn't find......)

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Sorry 'bout your lunchbox.

[The line gets cast.]

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It's fine.

(Patting Nero on the head.)

I'm sure it was delicious.

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[There's a moment of utter bewilderment, before he's like "oh yeah, grandpa vibes."]

Maybe you'll get it back once you're home.

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Ah, I'm sure Mitsu-bou will prepare a wonderful feast, too.

(Raising his head and looking quite proud as he talks about his friends.)

I wonder how long I'll be away, though~

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Hard to say. The angel guys didn't have a timeframe when I talked to 'em.

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I've heard the same.

Hmm... Let's see... (He's counting on his fingers,) I was ready to be gone for at least two decades. No more than four.

More than that, and I might grow impatient.

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Dunno how well the humans are gonna hold up if it's four whole decades of bein' stuck here.

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(nero: think of the humans
tsuru:
nero:
tsuru:




Tsurumaru is quiet, thinking about this. And then he'll just lean back on the palm of his hands, look out at the sea, and


sigh)

Their lives are short.