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[color=salmon][i]Mission EXP +15 +5[/i]
Word Count: 667 (+1 exp)[/color]
[color=salmon][u]Level[/u]: [b]7[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 38/70
[b]Location:[/b] Edge of the Blue[/color][/center]
This close to someone's fusion, the Cadet had to shade his eyes from the light. Once it faded he blinked and found that Geralt looked... well, pretty much what he might have expected. Bigger, longer hair, black armor, a horn. The Cadet stared at the horn, wondering if that would take a while for the man to get used to. Beside him, Nadia pointed out their comrade's new height.

[color=salmon]"Yeah, no kitten,"[/color] Ace Cadet remarked, finding it easy to fall in with her puns. [color=salmon]"So? How do you feel?"[/color]

He didn't patronize Geralt with a verbal reminder of what he'd said just moments ago about telling someone if he felt any murderous rampages coming on, but the Cadet's face practically said it all for him anyway. Although so far none of the spirit fusions baring the endermen seemed to cause problems, could you really blame a guy for being concerned for one of his companions? Regardless, once he got an answer the Cadet left Geralt to his own devices. Which included cutting his hair apparently.

As for the Cadet himself, the beach looked pretty inviting. It'd be nice to set his feet on solid group before they went sailing again. The hunter moved to one side of the ship and gently pulled off his rigging. Despite feeling like an extension of his body, it was surprisingly easy to remove. He set it down out of the way of people still milling about onboard, and also tugged off his bow and longsword, leaning them on the metal in a pretty pile. He could easily hear the conversation (or argument) that Bowser and one of the newcomers were having from his spot. 

[color=salmon]"Think they know each other?"[/color] he asked the crew at large with a laugh. That little guy had an especially vicious sounding tongue. Not particularly wanting to get in the middle of it, the Cadet focused on the food suggestion instead. That sounded perfect.

He jogged down the ship's walkway, slowing only to turn and call out to Kamek just before the koopa disappeared, [color=salmon]"If you see the felynes tell 'em to meet up with us so we can talk about where they're taking people! Oh and, thanks!"[/color]

On shore, the Cadet made a few quick trips into the forest and gathered some sturdy sticks and branches, as well as some rocks to surround the fire. BB was following closely, a couple of branches carried between it's horns. Once he returned the hunter knelt next to the fire and went through his findings, splitting a few branches with his knife and jabbing them into the ground.

[color=salmon]"A cooking spit for the fish shouldn't be too hard to build. Oh, and maybe some kind of surface to cook the giant egg that guy was carrying. I bet that would be [i]so tasty.[/i]"[/color] He said while he worked. In no time the [url=https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AngryMindlessEkaltadeta-size_restricted.gif]rudimentary spit[/url] was set up. Even made of wood it was pretty solid with a nicely shaped branch stretching across, and the Cadet didn't have doubt that it would work. The cooking surface for the egg might take a little longer to find and build though. 

With some of the ladies off gathering fruit and Link hunting fish, the Cadet decided to circle around to Shippy's front before he started his search for the perfect thing to make an omelette with. Shippy still seemed a little out of it. Ace Cadet approached her, splashing into the shallow water to awkwardly pat her hull. [color=salmon]"Hey, you heard what we were talking about on your deck, right...? Kamek is gonna go check. So, uh..."[/color] Wow, he usually wasn't this bad at trying to cheer people up. But he'd also never spoken to a living boat before. [color=salmon]"You can eat, right? Once the cooking's done I'll make sure we save you some. If you need to eat you're probably even hungrier than us."[/color]