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Jarona!

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I'm asexual which means I'm attracted to the exit.

I'm aromantic which means I'm attracted to the sink in my stomach

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<It's been days...do you think he remembers? >

<eh, probably, he might just be doing something with his void arm.>

*in the meantime, Gaijen created a new pass time, involving tying a strand of moss to a pole of hardened moss they synthesized (after breaking at least a dozen reeds while trying to use them as poles.) And then guiding it through the bottom of the murky waters as quick and while trying to thread as many rosaries as possible before the muckmaggots ate the strand of moss used as the line*

Welp, that's another one.

<at least I can just grow these back somewhat indefinitely.>

...yaeh, at least the relationships to other bugs is helping our soul power.

<I still think that's not what's doing it.>

You got any other ideas?

<uhhhhhhh, nope.>

Alright then, give me another line?

<yep. Here.>

Thanks.

*eventually they got good enough at it to begin bringing up rosaries, sometimes bringing up higher value ones, on occasion bringing up whole strings or neckelaces*

OOP- got another.

<Ooo heavy one, nice catch>

Thanks, guess I can throw this line back in...aaaand they ate it. Hand me another?

<sure, here.>

Thanks.

*...and evidently they were beginning to get a VERY sizeable amount. A large pile forming on the solid ground they were situated on, a moss canister holding hundreds of dropped rosaries, possibly thousands, and dozens of strings and neckelaces of multiple varieties.*

<hey dude?>

Yeah?

<you think we got enough now?>

Why? How many do we- OH MY-

*Gaijen saw the EXTREMELY excessive pile they had amassed, only just now seeing it after what felt like days of fishing*

Uh, yeah probably...how many do you think are in there?

<...I stopped counting past 3000>

Rosaries..?

<beads, including the valuable variations>

...we're going to need to put these away.

<the economy gonna be in shambles with this one>

Yeah, pharloom going to hate to see us coming.

<don't they...?>

That's just like, the bone bottom in the one timeline. We're fine elsewhere. Bone bottom doesn't even have a shop.

<huh...also what's a timeline?>

You remember those holes containing visions of other bugs in the far fields?

<ohhhhh, yeah ok.>

Yeah, so where bone bottom in one timeline bans us, another will welcome us with open arms.

<riiight, I see...still where are we going to spend all of these?>

As if I have any idea...let's put them away.

<right>

*the canister closes, turning into a very durable bundle, with Gaijen 'somehow' picking it up, and flying with it out of the mist, the wraiths not bothering them due to not sensing silk within, they rush back through sinners road and greymoor, straight back through lower verdania, right past their home before going to a spot on the wall. Resonating slightly, a chunk of rock rolls out of the way before Gaijen enters, throws the bundle, and leaves, much lighter for it.*

There, now, back to fishing?

<you may have a problem>

Maybe, but I'm bored and I don't want to miss Axel when he comes around.

<fair enough. Let's go ruin the economy more.>

Let's.

<oh hey! It's axel...OH WAIT THAT'S AXEL- >

OHNOWATCHOUT-

*Gaijen crashes into axel, not the meeting they were hoping for but they really couldn't be picky*

"... ooooowww..."

"DADDY!!!" Willow clambered to her father's side, horrified. "Are you okay??? What do I do???"

"Oh, hey champ... Daddy's okay, just -- uh -- give me a sec..."

Axel gets up, groaning in slight pain.

"... Oh, hey Gaijen. This is Willow."

"Hi uncle Gaijen."

*Gaijen pulls out Axels old claw*

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