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[sesa]

I will make this pretty later

(Spoilers I won't, I always say I will but I won't-)

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INVENTORY:

-Grenade Launcher with 3 ammo stacks (refreshes monthly)

-Nondescript gaming console (it's an offbrand Nintendo Switch)

-Some glowing star rocks from an investigation with Elsword in the Deep Woods

-A little knitted dragon from Elsword that I forgot to link and am too lazy to find now

-1 Kotatsu that he keeps in his room at the lab. It's red with light beige birds on it

-His toolbox from Rhodes

-A workshop that connects to Gnosis' lab via a breezeway. He lives there with Passenger now

-3 erythrites, used to make Passenger a pair of earrings

Comments

Sometime before the event

[mooninthewater]

Sesa's Seaborn puppy seems to be rather restless recently. He and Passenger will both find it hard to sleep as the Seaborn will just jump onto the bed and start pacing across the both of them. It seems relentless, where usually it would not be so... annoying.

What does Sesa do?

[sesa]

[It's not the first time Sesa's...."dog" has woken him up at night, which he's learned is just a fact of life when you're a pet owner. Usually, all it takes is getting up to give it some attention, maybe take it outside for a bit, but...

This is different, somehow. Not different enough to be immediately alarming, but Sesa isn't going to try to just ignore and sleep through it either.

He'll carefully sit up so as not to disturb Elliot, holding his hands out and gesturing for the Seaborn to come closer to him.]

Hey now...what's wrong? Do you need some water?

[mooninthewater]

It will go into Sesa's lap and turn around just to start thwaking him with his tail. It's staring at the door? Maybe...? It's never been easy to tell, considering it doesn't really have "eyes".

[sesa]

[Hm. Concerning...

Sesa glances back at Elliot- he is face down in the pillows, is he okay- and whispers:]

Dear...I'm going to let the dog out. I'll be right back.

[He's already moving to get up out of bed as he says this, reaching out to pat the little Seaborn on its "head".]

Okay, okay. We're going outside, come on.