11 Vol 1. pt. 11 Patch 3.0: To the City of Pirates! (2/2)
Serra's face is still red when he gets back. Fortunately for her, he doesn't seem to notice and gets right to work starting the fire. He does it the same way that he first did to cook the fish he caught earlier, but this time, he's able to produce a lump of coal faster than before by a couple of minutes! He assumes there must be some sort of fire-starting skill. Even the lump of coal is larger and hotter than the first time!
Placing the lump in some tinder, he catches the tinder aflame before setting it inside of the bonfire. The fire spreads slower than before—he assumes it is because of more moisture in the air and not all of the gathered firewood being completely dry—but it engulfs the bonfire before long. ”How much do you two think you can eat?” Fenrir asks, standing next to the pile of crab legs.
”How much is in each leg?” Oleander asks.
”About… not sure, but I want to say more than fifteen pounds in each leg,” Fenrir answers.
Oleander and Serra look at each other and then back at Fenrir.
”Do either of us look like we could even eat more than a couple of pounds? Besides, no matter how rare crab is now, I doubt it's good enough to just eat several straight pounds of it unless you're a ravenous dog or a dumb orc,” Oleander explains.
Fenrir can't find a flaw in that logic. Just one of these legs would be enough to feed a family of four for a meal in reality. He looks over the pile of legs. What the heck are they supposed to do with all of these legs? Crab is something that is supposed to be eaten quickly after being killed as they develop dangerous bacteria much more quickly than most seafood. Well, maybe the game doesn't make food rot over time? Regardless, he places a single leg of crab over the fire. There's enough meat in there for both of the hungry party members to share. ”I'll eat whatever is left,” he says.
The shell protecting the leg is charred before long, and since neither Oleander nor Serra is worried about the meat within being completely cooked since it's fresh seafood, Fenrir pulls the leg out of the fire and lets them get to work on it. While he may have eaten during their absence, he also found a couple of large, broken clamshells that he washed off in the water for them to use as plates.
”See, Serra? Even dogs can be thoughtful when they're not selfishly stuffing their faces!” Oleander teases. Fenrir wants to flick a shell at Oleander, but when he hears Serra giggle, he lets the temptation pass without acting on it.
In the end, Fenrir manages to eat just a little bit more. He eats as much as they've left in the leg as he can, but when there's still too much leftover, he throws the leg on top of Bonekraka to let him eat it. Bonekraka makes an annoyed grunt when the leg falls on top of his bloated stomach. Though, that doesn't stop him from digging into the leg to pull out the rest of its meat.
Oleander leaves Fenrir and Serra alone after a few minutes to go and bother Bonekraka.
The wolf and the girl sit side by side right near the edge of where water meets sand. Cool, salty seawater occasionally brushes against their exposed feet. For two people that have never visited an ocean before in reality, the scent and sounds of it cause them to eat in silence so that they may fully enjoy the beauty of nature. It may just be a game, but this is real to them. Right here, right now, nothing else matters
”Isn't it beautiful? This is the kind of thing you only get to see in old videos now. Just imagine what else there is in this world that we'll get to experience. Fishing, walking on a beach, letting the ocean waves hit your feet, a sky full of stars - I never thought I would get to experience any of this,” Fenrir says.
Serra looks down with a smile. This world truly is something. ”I wish... I could live here. I want to stay immersed forever,” she says.
”Too bad I don't think uploading our consciousnesses to computers is a thing yet, but my uncle says it's being worked on.”
”Tell him to tell them to work faster,” she says in a playfully bossy tone. He's not sure he'd be able to take her seriously if she ever actually tries to be bossy just from how soft and cute her voice is.
”I'll pass on the message,” he says with a chuckle. ”Hey uhh, how often are you on?”
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”I don't really... do anything,” she sounds embarrassed, ”so I can be on as much as you want me to be.”
”I know that feeling. Olly has school and Bone has... work, so I usually just log on when they're free, but if you want then we can hang out together before they get online.” He's trying to ignore the fluttering of his heart from her saying that she'd be on as much as he wants. This girl is too good to be true.
Serra nods her head, looking away to hide her smile.
”Hopefully we can find a safe spot to wake from, maybe a village further down the coast,” he says, looking down the coast.
”How can - how can I know when you're online?” she asks.
”Do you have Fiscord? We have a server on there that we talk through. I can invite you to it, or you can just message me directly on there.”
Serra nods her head. She doesn't technically have it, but she will have it.
”That'll work then. My thing on there is,” he freezes. He really, really doesn't want to say this, but going and making a brand new account would be a major pain. He looks at her and sees her looking at him with expectant eyes. ”My name on there is uhhh, TheMe-- TheMemeStruggle #6043,” he says in a hushed voice, not able to look her in the eyes as he says it.
He hears a stifled snicker followed by an ”Alright, I'll add you later.”
This is why he's single.