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[morning of day three. there are clouds out and Allen loves them. he's pretty much given up on shirts and is just grimly bearing with his bright pink sunburn. the video shows him, and what he's working in his hands -- one dark red and exoskeletal -- is some thick grass, weaving several strands together to make a rope. he has a pretty decent amount of it. he's been working on it since the first day]

I feel really strongly that we should make a net so that we can catch more fish. [so that he can starve less. paaaause] But it's taking longer than I'd like. I don't suppose anyone else has any rope to contribute... [he trails off, staring at the water. it looks so cool and blue and inviting. and full of fish]

...You know, never mind. [shoving himself up and steeling his pink-and-red shoulders] Does anyone know how to hand-fish?

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[It's time for playing in the water!! Whether you're fishing, swimming, sunbathing on the sand, or just goofing off, let's get our beach on!]

[Feel free to respond to Allen's video post here, to make your own comment threads for mingling, or both!]

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[Allen is deep in the shallows, trying to hold still and watching the darting of fish under the surface of the clear water. every now and then he takes a swipe, only to come up with nothing, or a fish that is too tiny to provide any sort of sustenance, so he releases it again awkwardly. he is a lot like an incompetent gangly sunburnt bear]

[you might be able to find him a little later gnawing on a cooked fish, or working on his net. it's going to be very sizable. you might get the idea it was intended to catch a lot of fish]

[ When Allen gets back to where he left his stuff, there is more rope! Because Lavi has been working on it in the meantime. It's the least he can do while being an unuseful lump next to the campfire. Weaving, weaving... ]

Havin' fun? [ Only half serious. ]

[he's managed to capture a fish and mangle it to death with his claws, and he drops down onto the sand next to Lavi with a sigh]

Well-- the water feels nice. [optimistically, looking around for a stick so that he can roast his hard-won kill]

[ Snickers. ] Just so long as nobody drinks it.

[ Twists some rope around his fingers. ] Wonder what'd happen if I used Heaven Seal in the water. Y'know, like tossing a stick of dynamite in.

It would be interesting to see what happened, if you were well!

[ Pained look. ]

Think I could handle that much, man. [ He wouldn't even have to make Iron Hammer very big at all! ] If it works, we'd have plenty of fish. You could probably even have thirds. [ Just think of it, Allen. More than one helping! ]

You're not going to light up the whole ocean and see how much of it you can kill with lightning, and certainly not while you couldn't even do a cartwheel. [Allen's standards might be slightly unusual. but they're still valid!]

[ Yeah, that gets him a raised eyebrow. ]

A cartwheel? [ Puts the rope down to pull out his tiny hammer. ] We've been in worse shape, man. This'd be peanuts compared to the Ark. Or old HQ. [ He is antsy to do something. There aren't even any books to help pass the time. ]

Lavi.

[that's all he's saying. and giving you this look. this look is a warning. further insubordinate action may result in face-punching. he is not playing games with your safety]

[ Inwardly cringes and looks away, over at the ocean. It'd be such a small thing, to invoke and call down the seal, and then he could just go back to boredom. ]

I'm going to get sicker anyway, so you can stop fussing... [ Muted, possibly a bit sullen. Rubs at the back of his neck. ]

I hope you understand that that's a terrible argument. [he takes another bite of his fish, and rakes fingers through his hair as he chews thoughtfully. then] There's no need for it, and we don't know what the consequences will be. Let's just be reasonable about this.

[ It would be comforting to know that Allen is being reasonable, but that would mean realizing and admitting he's not all that circumspect right now.

He turns the hammer's handle between his fingers and seriously considers just doing it. But a glance at Allen makes him, reluctantly, shelve that thought. He's not sure what the other's reaction would be, and pissing off his friend just isn't something he wants to do. (Which bothers him no small amount.)

Sigh. ]

Fiiiiiine. [ Leans back on the sand and pillows his head beneath one arm. ]

[that's better. quietly reassuring] You'll feel better soon. Hopefully sooner if you take it easy. Then we'll know that you're fully recovered.

[Petunia catches the sight of Allen working diligently on his....BIG NET and trudges on over.]

Do you need any help? [h-hopefully he does! then she can help!!]

[he looks up at the sound of her voice, and smiles at her, straightening] Oh-- Miss Petunia. I would love help if you're sure... I'm really making very slow progress on my own. Four hands are better than two, right?

[brightens!] Right! I can't catch fish with my hands so I might as well help with something else.

[she takes a seat and picks a side, surreptitiously looking over at Allen's knot-making--]

[except, that means she gets to look at Allen's beautiful arm, and her eyes almost pop out of her head]

--Y-your arm!! Did you fall into the bonfire yesterday?!

Oh-- No! It's all right! It's just like this. [he holds up his hands to sort of ward off her reaction, which helpfully also brings the oddity front and center] I'm sorry, I usually try to hide it, but considering the situation...

[her eyes immediately lock onto it because she's still not sure if it's horribly burned or not, but no -- it's not really a burn. it's weird?! wait, for all she knew, he might have had a tragic accident and her question could be bringing up horrible, painful memories--]

You don't have to hide it!! I'm sorry I yelled, I was just a little surprised -- [she realizes that she's still staring at his arm, and hastily looks at the net. DON'T STARE PETUNIA!!] Wow, your knots look very nice! Those are very tight-looking knots...

[ehe. scratching his cheek and lowering his arms. he will pretend that is a graceful topic change, then] Yes, ah-- Thank you. I'm sure professionals would laugh but I have a small amount of training in practical things like tying knots... You could do it too, though, they're not very hard.

[yes running with it, his arm is still on the back of her mind, but she's just as eager to pursue this weird change in subject]

Do you think so? I used to tie fishing knots when I was little, but I wasn't very good. [her attempt to learn what Elijah liked to do even if it meant making horrible fishing knots] Did you have to make nets like this while you were traveling?

Very rarely. I'm sort of figuring it out as I go along. [ehe] But after a few days I think I have the knack for it!

So you've been fishing before, then?

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