IC: Nuparu and Wiremu (Onu-Koro)
It was the sort of habit that Nuparu never thought much about, the stuff he was in the middle of doing.
Even now when he was technically supposed to be going somewhere, he was poring over an iStone that was thankfully well-protected by a well-worn casing. His eyes flicked back and forth with rapt attention, taking in the information contained within for the millionth time.
"Eyes up and ahead sir" came the gentle reminder. Nuparu insisted on walking himself, he wanted to be approachable! Just walking through the streets on his own two feet, just one Ussalry member along as an escort.
He narrowly skated around a wall, avoiding colliding with it as he shuffled his feet excessively to maintain his balance. So caught up he had been in his work notes. It was much the same as it always was with him, just that the exact content had changed.
He looked up, seeing the entrance to his destination, and it gave him a smile. He headed up, and knocked on the door, there was no answer.
"Shall we go in?" he asked, out loud, and didn't bother waiting for an answer.
Wiremu hadn't bothered answering the door, he knew who it probably was, at least he dearly hoped so, random strangers walking in on him unnanounced was... something he tried to forget had ever happened.
As if suddenly struck by a frightful portent, he suddenly turned around from where he was packing to peer down the hall to his entrance, and got a relieved sigh to slip past his lips as he saw it was indeed Nuparu.
"Are you finished yet, Wiremu?" Nuparu asked as he approached him where he stood with his head peeking around a corner, his guard remained outside.
"Just about, I think... maybe" Wiremu answered meekly, not particularly inclined to show the rest of him where it was currently very safely ensconsed behind stone wall.
"You know that anything you need to send for later is gonna get to you right away," Nuparu assured his friend, "it's not like we're not going to stay in contact.
"Of course, of course!" Wiremu replied energetically, seeming as if he was talking to himself just as much as to Nuparu.
Wiremu was in fact quite stressed. Not much of a surprise, he was leaving Onu-Koro for the foreseeable future. It was going to be a serious adjustment to take up residence in Po-Koro of all places, but Wiremu wasn't going to let a little bit of travel anxiety actually stop him from doing his job and supporting his friend. He had gotten to hear a lot about Nuparu's ongoing plans for their "Great City", as he had increasingly taken to calling it in private conversation. Wiremu was never one to get turned off by a grand, ambitious project.
"How am I getting there?" he asked, after an awkward silence.
"We have an Ussal caravan ready to take you. The Roads are clear and safe for the moment..." Nuparu stopped himself, the hesitation borne of a creeping sense that both of them knew, but didn't dare speak out loud just yet. Nuparu was snapped out of his funk by Wiremu suddenly giving him a hug.
"It's going to be a lot, but I'll do my best. I'll teach people to put their minds to the benefit of all" Wiremu declared. At a loss for words, he had settled for reciting his job description. He got an approving nod from Nuparu.
"That's just what I needed to hear. I know you'll do what you can to enlighten new minds. You've got a good head on your shoulders, Wiremu. Always have. It's time to find someone new to bounce ideas off of."
The newly-minted Academy instructor nodded and broke the hug, then turned to grab his luggage.
The two Onu-Matoran walked together through the thriving streets of Onu-Koro. It seemed like activity was at an extra powerful peak today. Perhaps it was just a result of the fact that the... general sense people had of What Had Happened really made people want a distraction. Nuparu certainly didn't blame them. He wasn't sure if he or anyone else was ready for this, but there was no taking anything lying down, no more today than way back when it all started. Onu-Koro was stronger than ever, and the engineer had plans to make it stronger and more prosperous still, for as long as it would take.