Do you know what tuna is...?

[tooghoulforschool]

Who: Fun Ghoul and Jet Star
Where: The broken bridge
When: Day 52, morningish
What: Just some dudes. Fishing. Ignore the fact that neither of them know how fishing works.
Warnings: IT'S KILLJOYS, that's warning enough. Will update as needed.

They weren't the sturdiest of instruments, but Ghoul was sure they'd get the job done. Okay, he was about 89% sure considering the fact he made the fishing poles himself and neither of them had any previous fishing experience. If Cass could catch shit in a stream with her bare hands, he and Jet could sure as hell catch something with bait in the ocean!

The ocean still kind of freaked Ghoul out. Jet seemed so damn at peace around it that Ghoul couldn't really help but trust the deep water so long as the other 'joy was nearby. He wouldn't be sitting on the edge of a collapsed bridge with his legs hanging over the side if Jet wasn't right there beside him. It was kinda nice. Just the two of them. Despite all the crazy shit going on with demons and monsters, despite being trapped in this elaborate cage... it was nice.

"Think this shit's still gonna work without the stupid hats?" He's got a vest, that's gotta be close enough. "Can't let that teenage superhero show us up, Spaceman."

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[retrograding]

The ocean freaks Ghoul out, maybe, but it calms every bit of Jet in contrast. He's never seen anything like it, and while there isn't any chance in hell that he would actually try to swim in it, it's still a beautiful and serene place to think. And Jet is a creature that needs to think a lot of the time.

This is something Jet is comfortable sharing with his boys. The ocean is obviously not just his - but his mindset and mood is, and he can give that to the other killjoys. He feels like they need it, sometimes. He worries so much about all of them, and feels so distant, lately. So this is good. This is something to catch up on with.

"I think that the hats give a certain boost to fishing, but I'm sure we can handle it," Jet says mildly, looking over his fishing pole. "There are a sad lack of hats in this town to begin with. Do we need bait?"