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TEAM ONE EVENT LOG

PESGARE

READY: START.

Roster: Theodore Leonhardt + Atsushi Nakajima, Augustine Sauveterre, Shinji Matou + Makoto Yuuki, Nazuna Nito + Apollo Justice, Sakutarou Oda + Howard Phillips, Carter + Mao Yata + Izumi Miyamura, Hitori Togusa + Sora Pu'uwai, Pitou Blythe + Astin Beaufort, Elizabeth Brisby + Ritsu Sakuma, Junpei Tenmyouji, Light Averly, Kiyotaka Ishida, Soujirou Katsuki + Peter Hoboken

On the morning of the fourth at 9am, you'll find yourself gathering at the beach with several other volunteers. Many of you will find yourself partnered up and with a name in mind, and awaiting in front of you is a small fishing boat equipped to carry your group. A text comes through not long after, Zee's name attached.

All aboard! Welcome, good morning, thanks for coming out. We've got a little journey ahead of us. Hope you like the ocean.

Stepping aboard, you'll notice that the boat is equip with everything you could need for a short trip three hours south of the city: fishing poles, breakfast, life jackets, etc. In addition, you'll find a handful of flares with the Retrospec symbol stamped on them that you may want to take with you. At the end of this trip, you'll find yourself pulling into a harbor of a region known as Pesgare.

Constantly overcast with the threat of rain, Pesgare is a bustling little harborside town with a wide ocean and streams leading fishermen and traders in from all parts of the world. There’s greenery and the scent of salt in the area and it’s a balmy sort of feeling the longer you linger outside.

The region known as Pesgare is filled with cramped quarters and cobblestone-esque roads and it’s hard to tell who is and isn’t from the area. There are multiple languages that can be heard (including some that are absolutely not from this earth) and it’s hard to track all of the activity in the main village. Along the roads are brick buildings and wooden shacks and the general area of the town itself is only about 500 square miles. Most of the area to explore ahead is the ocean itself to other ports and islands around.

Everyone in the town is friendly. Literally everyone. It’s hard to find anyone who isn’t in a jovial mood and who isn’t willing to help a neighbor or a stranger and they will be happy to chat about the places they’ve traveled or the people they’ve met along the way. Several of the stories revolve around travels around the globe from once upon a time, and there are others that speak of worlds far off and strange planets that you may never have heard of. It’s hard to tell if they’re serious stories or not though as the townspeople regale the tales and laugh all the while. It’s hard to go anywhere in the town without someone stopping to offer you a free loaf of bread or rush up to talk about how you remind them of someone. It’s busy, busy, busy. A lot of the places in the area appear to be trade posts for certain specialties. This includes weaponry, types of fish, cured meats and veggies, bakeries, books, equipment, curio wares and more. It’s all about supply and demand and barter and trade here.

It’s not recommended to travel at night, so most out-of-towners are directed to the inn at the top of the hill, The Ontispan. Several stories high and easily the most recognizable building in the port, you will find that it’s near the lighthouse and the owners, an elderly couple, are more than happy to take you in. There’s plenty of room! The lodging is nice and comfortable and the rolling sea outside your window is calming. However, payment must be made in the morning. No problem, right? You must have your wallet on you, mustn’t you? But the amount due is in a currency you do not have. You’ve never even heard of it! How are you supposed to pay for something like this?

It’s all about supply and demand and barter and trade. The boat you came on is nowhere in sight and none of the other fishermen will consider taking you back to the mainland while you're trying to leave without payment.

Looks like you'll just have to work off your debt, now won’t you?

This is the Team One Event Log! You are free to toplevel and thread as you choose on this log, but only team members may utilize this log.

Remember, your activity to qualify for your two free memories and one item is supplying at least 30 comments spread over the three objectives per group (minimum of 5 comments per objective!) with at least three members of your groups. You will not be eligible if you do not participate in all three objectives somehow, and you will not be eligible if you only stick with your preferred partner!

People who are paired with partners will experience some of the following:

-Telepathic connections, but only the thoughts you don’t want your partner to actually hear. You can also use this to influence your partner’s thoughts.
-Color fades when you’re not cooperating, it brightens when you are.
-Cause and effect. If something happens to your partner, you feel it (i.e. if your partner trips somewhere, you’ll feel the effects.)
-Timers. You and your partner will have a countdown embedded somewhere (hand, foot, chest, whatever) and if you don’t complete your missions and see each other before the timer runs out, consequences occur.

These are not required and you may play with these as little or as much as you want!

Important links to mod toplevels are: Mod Questions, Participation Reporting, NPC questions. Please be aware you are responsible for reporting your own participation & objective completion efforts with links. You must ICly tap into the log within the first 48 hours, or you will be removed from your team.
If your activity is low per objective, the moderators may reach out to you about reassignment as well.

The schedule for Team One is as follows:

3RD: Objective 1 posted (9PM EST) | Threading for Location Travel | Threading for Object One
Objective 2: Info for Objective Two | Threading for Objective Two
Objective 3: Info for Objective 3 | Threading for Objective Three
Mar 3rd: Outro

Objectives will be given in mod toplevels to this post with instructions; please check the log currently for Objective 1 to see how this will work.

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Togusa can't help but laugh along. This is too good a day, and it takes him time to realize why he's enjoying it so much here. Nobody's really treating him like a cop. The townspeople don't know, so they're expecting just as much work out of him as everyone else. And Sora's too much of a friend to hide behind formalities. When he's been spending so much time tracking down Retrospec and feeling like he's so responsible for is-he-really-up-to-nine teenagers now? This is refreshing.

When he sees Sora's line start to move, Togusa perks up. "Oh? You got something?" Almost trying to keep a little quiet, as if the fish would hear him.

"Yup!" Sora chirps, beginning to reel in the line. Reel, then stop, reel, then stop, slowly bringing whatever he's hooked closer and closer to the dock. "Gotta go slow, or else the line might snap."

He yanks this way and that, trying to simultaeously reel it in, keep it from breaking, and keep himself on the dock. Whatever's on the line isn't big, but fish are always stronger that you give them credit for. Finally, Sora manages to reel in the line the rest of the way, and drop the medium-sized fish onto the dock, still attached to the hook.

Togusa can really only watch, he isn't sure what he could do to help, that wouldn't distract Sora. Almost with his breath held, watching the fight slowly. Is the fish really that strong? In its home territory, maybe it is.

A big splash, and then Togusa lets out that breath in another laugh of triumph at the sight of the fish. "Whoa! Great job!"

He belatedly remembers to reel his own line in, picks it up out of the water, for now. He can't pay it the full attention that it deserves. He is too busy smiling widely at Sora.

Sora lets out a yelp of surprise as the fish splashes water all over him as he pulls it out of the water, soaking the front of his jeans. Well, it'll dry probably, so he pulls his feet back up onto the dock and scoots over to where the fish is flopping about on the wooden slats.

"Thanks!" he grins, expertly grabbing onto the fish and removing the hook from its mouth. Looks like he wasn't as rusty as he thought he was. "Dunno what kind it is, though. I don't really know much about the fish around here."

"I- uh." Hunh. Togusa tilts his head, looking one way and another at the fish. "I mean. Salmon are supposed to be really pink, right?" This fish is not pink.

"You know, this is what the Internet is for..." He actually does pull out his phone and starts googling greenish fish pictures. Highly technical, there, Togusa. "Hmm." He looks between the fish and the screen, back and forth, before he shows the screen to Sora. "This one?" A cod, rather than a salmon.

Sora looks back and forth from the phone screen to the fish a few times, squinting a bit, trying to compare the two.

"Yeah, looks like it's a cod," he eventually nods, looking down at the still dying fish. They should probably put it out of its misery. "Guess we'll have to keep trying for that salmon."

Oh. Right. Probably not a good idea to leave it to suffocate. It's a good thing the fishermen had given Togusa a tip on this part, too, because he just doesn't have it in him to make Sora do it. (Never mind that Sora has way more experience at this than Togusa.) Something about having to be the adult in this situation is eating at him.

He can't help but hold his breath, as he does it, automatic on his part. One strike, and the fish stops moving.

Sora watches in surprise as Togusa reaches out and ends the fish, amazed that he managed to do it on the first try. He hadn't really been expecting that. But really, it's a good thing he did, because Sora forgot to bring a knife or anything. Oh well.

He takes the now-dead fish and puts it into the bucket they'd brought along for just this purpose, then grabs more bait to stick onto his hook again.

"You got this, now?"

Togusa puts far more effort than he lets anyone know into not seeming like he's dangerous around his friends. Trying to let people forget that he's a cop or has gun and knife training, precisely what he just demonstrated there. So, if Sora is all too happy to breeze over what he just did there, Togusa will play along as quickly as he can.

"Uh. Uh-hunh. I think I've got the line this time." He nervously wipes off his hands on his pants before grabbing the pole again.

Steady. He shoots Sora a reassuring smile before he casts off again, more confidently than he did last time, so the lure goes farther out into the water this time.

"Good job! Looks like you're getting the hang of this," Sora praises, casting out his own line expertly. He's been doing this since he was a little kid, after all.

It's probably easy to feel the content coming over their link. It's rare, nowadays, that Sora feels so at ease, what with school and work and family and Retrospec bombarding him from all directions. It's nice to just... relax, for a while.

"Only because I had a good teacher," it's far too easy to fall back into teasing.

Sora's calm is a very effective balm for the slight uptick in Togusa's nerves, and he finds himself coming back down quickly. Even without paying too close attention to where the feeling is originating, Togusa's self-talk is turning back into a reminder that nothing is wrong, and to enjoy the moment. See? Sora's still enjoying himself. So have fun while you've got the time. The feeling of a light breeze on his face, the sun on his skin, sure it's still colder out than Togusa would like, but it all evens out into a very pleasant feeling.

"I could get used to this," Togusa admits. "If we get to come back here, I think you'll all know where to find me on my days off."

"Hehe, yeah? I guess it's pretty relaxing here."

Sora looks out onto the water, breathing in the salty air, and if he closes his eyes he can pretend for a second he's a kid again, fishing with his Dad, Shiori on the other side of him. It's a nice thought. But he can't go back there for long, not if he doesn't want to burst into tears, and he doesn't want to do that in front of Togusa.

So he opens his eyes again and reels his line in a little more.

This time it's Togusa's turn for his cheerfulness to wash over their link. The thought of attachment, the feeling of family from Sora makes him think of Koutarou, back in Recolle. He can already imagine a fun but pretty calm day in this town. There's so much for Koutarou to get pleasantly distracted by, a great vantage point for him to draw from. He'd likely be either surprisingly good at fishing, due to his patience, or he would zone out and neglect his rod. But there's a happy overtone to all of Togusa's thoughts of family that might temper Sora's wistfulness.

Speaking of, when Togusa starts to reel on his line, there's something on the other end. Tug. Tug. "Oh!"

"Oh!" Sora echoes, coming back to reality. "Looks like you got something. Go ahead and start to reel it in! Take it slow, though."

He quickly reels in his own empty line, setting his pole to the side so he can help Togusa with his. Moving closer, he tries his best to instruct his friend how to reel swiftly but steadily. It's Togusa's first ever catch, and they don't want it to get away.

Togusa listens, and he catches on to the idea quickly, at least. Don't try to reel too fast, but keep the pressure firm, steady, continuous. When he keeps it calm and patient, and just focuses on not letting the fish take any ground back, he can feel it working. He definitely takes longer than Sora did, but the fish is on its way. "Al-most..."

Aha! Togusa lets out a cheer when the fish breaks the surface of the water. The silver-pink mix of color is visible at once, a sign that their quest was successful. Smaller than Sora's, but that is one (1) salmon, enough to make the guy at the supply shop happy.

And to make Togusa happy. He looks far too proud of himself.

"Good job!" Sora cheers as Togusa pulls the fish out of the water. Immediately, he moves over to the end of the rod to hold it steady as, together, they lay the fish on the dock. He carefully removes the hook from its mouth, then looks expectantly at the cop.

"Looks like you did it! Let's get this guy into the bucket with the other one so we can take it back to the shop."

Togusa can be less awkward about dispatching this fish like he did the last one. At least now he knows Sora won't make a deal out of it. He is all smiles as he stores the salmon along with the other fish, and starts to clean up their gear.

"I have to admit, I didn't expect a Retrospec job to be this much fun. Thank you, by the way. If nobody's thanked you yet. For coming out and helping people, when you didn't know what it would entail."

Sora looks away sheepishly, not really sure what to say to that. Instead, he busies himself with cleaning up their fishing gear.

"Well, um," he eventually starts, "I guess I... I just wanna help people. If someone asks, I can't just not try, y'know?"

He doesn't mention the memories he has of his past self doing the same thing; doing whatever it takes to help someone.

It's always a little hard to compliment Sora, so Togusa has to know when not to push. He just keeps a gentle smile on his face, encouraging. "I know. Whole reason I'm doing the job I am, you know?"

Whether it's coming from the link between them, or just from Togusa's own perception of Sora, he trusts that Sora's heart is in the right place. Once they've got everything together, Togusa hefts up the bucket, and he gestures with his head back up the hill. "Come on. Any luck, we just caught ourselves a great dinner, too."

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