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Who: Katsumori and visitors
When: After Cafeteria Announcement
Where: Katsumori dorms
What: info piling and things
Warnings:

[well, there have been yet more crimes committed...]

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Sky travel...? No, I'm not sure what you're referring to.

Back where I come from, we have a machine called an airplane. It flies through the sky and crosses long distances in a fraction of the time it takes on foot, or by. . . caravan?

[nodnods!]

So I usually hop on one of those. . . and then grab a hotel-- or a hostel-- wherever I'm staying. So for the most part, I'm indoors.

[versus being outdoors, which! sounds like her travel situation?]

How fascinating... How does it move with nothing to pull or push it?

[nodding, though]

Like an inn... So you worked while you were abroad?

Aerodynamics.

[he worked as a plane mechanic so he probably knows a bit more of the science behind it than that but it's too early in the morning for me to google things]

I picked up jobs at a few of my destinations, but I'm not working now. My coffee tour is purely vacation.

How did you pay for food and lodging...?

[what's pto]

[bold of you to assume he had pto]

Oh. . .! I, uh. Had a bit of money stashed away from when I was working.

It must have been a fairly lucrative job.

[. . . . . . sweats. . .]

Well. . . enough. It's not like I'm rich or anything, I just can afford to take the time off.

[he is loaded]

What did you do for work, then?

I was. . . sort of a jack of all trades? I worked as an airplane mechanic for a while. Then I was a sushi chef. . . though my latest job was in international trading.

So something similar to what you do, I think.

What a unique career progression...

. . . it wasn't so much progression as it was. . .

[. . .]

Reinventing myself each time.

Oh. Why did you do that?

Mid-life crisis?

[lol]

[pauses]

How long is the typical lifespan where you're from...?

Around. . . eighty?

. . . quarter-life crisis?

Is that normal, where you come from?

. . . no.

I think it's just an excuse people use to justify their erratic decisions.

Like dramatic career changes...?

[hahaha. . .]

You could say I have a problem with. . . knowing who I am? Every time I changed jobs, it was out of an attempt to find myself.

I'm still looking, by the way.

...I'm not quite certain I understand that idea.

[wryly]

I wouldn't worry about it too much, then.

It was more curiosity than worry, but noted all the same. I hope you... find yourself...?

He's got to be somewhere out there. I'll stumble across him eventually.

[after a moment]

Who would you like him to be?