SUIGETSU

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w0, saturday

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[ here's rex, just sitting on the beach and leaning back to breathe in that FRESH, FRESH OCEAN AIR ]

Ugh, finally out of that stuffy opera house!

w2, monday

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[ Rex spots him just floatin on by in the canal and can't help but snort at how predictable he is. ]

What, too good to get in the water yourself? Where's your buddy, anyway?

W5 FRIDAY POST-UPSETTI SPAGHETTI ROLLS BACK IN HERE

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[You've got mail! ☆

Everybody loves mail, right -- though their mail has consisted largely of, uh, snacks and whatnot lately; it's not like any of them are going to complain about it. Except Rex, of course, ever the lone maverick(????) now that all his braincells(???) have fallen out and gone to space at some point.

I guess the more accurate notification here is: You've got tail!🦈

Suigetsu is making no particular secret about sauntering along in the direction of wherever their local amnesiac thundercloud has stormed off to... after having perused the feast of goods, of course. It's a bit later. He yawns a little and looks for the nearest source of either noise or broken walls or whatever.]

You had to waste good spaghetti, didn't you. If ya can't make your own spaghetti, don't throw it on the ground?

[Did he come here to lecture about wasting food.]