and it takes, and it takes, and it takes

[acherontiastyx]

[It... definitely takes a while for the weekly after-execution note to arrive, but it does --- kind of scrawly and on ripped paper rather than nice stationery.]

EY. YO. WE GOT EFFIGIES IN THE DINING ROOM AND WE'RE GONNA BURN EM.

FOOD TOO. THE USUAL AND HOT COCOA. GOOD FOR THE SOUL. GET SOME. MAYBE TAKE IT BACK TO YOUR ROOM IF YOU HAVE TO. JUST GET SOME.

[Anyway, in the dining room, there's plenty of mugs set out, with a janky looking arrow sign pointing into the kitchen to where you can get your hot cocoa. On the table, there's Vichyssoise, a pot of green tea, and some booze. There's also a cookie tray on the floor away from the table on which to burn the Wordsmith and Kimbley effigies, which are handily placed near the food on the table.

...also if you go in the kitchen without shoes on just. Watch the northern corner. There's no kidneys, but there's a lot of broken plates there for some reason...]

Comments

[neverheardofhim]

You're not exactly easy to come up with a nickname for. Five weeks almost, and I've still got nothing. [He tried to laugh, but it can out only as a sharp breath.] Sorry, I'll work on it this week.

[His fingers worked themselves together, worrying at both themselves and and the sleeves against his wrists. This week had brought up something interesting, something he hadn't even considered, really. Preventing murders didn't matter, only committing them, in the end. He hadn't expected to survive if he ever acted to save someone else, but the confirmation didn't do anything good for the dwarf, either.]

I'm just glad to know that there's more than one person, looking out for us all. Thanks for that. [He managed a smirk.] Buddy.

[tsugomori]

Well, there is "The most beautiful sword of Japan under Heaven"...

[ ... That's a title, not a nickname, Mikazuki -- and he has this smile on his face that seems to be the embodiment of 'yes this is the perfect time to be messing around'. ]

But really, it's no problem. I'm always glad to be of help... and be a good "Buddy".

[neverheardofhim]

Is that true, by the way? That you're a sword, not the whole beautiful thing. [He wasn't in the business of talking about beautiful men, unless it did something for the women in his books. Nevertheless, he'd manage a small smirk at Mikazuki's own smile.]

[tsugomori]

[ Mikazuki laughed good-naturedly and nodded with a smile. ]

That's right... ah, I haven't told you about that yet, have I?

[ He supposes if so, he will pick a place to start... ]

[neverheardofhim]

No, no you haven't. [He shrugged, rather casual about the whole thing. There were a lot of things he didn't know, a lot of things he hadn't been told about his fellow "classmates." Mikazuki, however, seemed to have a "secret" that everyone knew -- or at least Killia acted as if it was meant to be common knowledge.]

[Maybe he was a little embarrassed.]

[tsugomori]

[ Awww, Varric... ]

A sword given physical form... that is what I am. My Master helped bring this human form of mine into existence, and that is when I stopped simply being a blade but also something close to a human as well. I have two forms now, although I still haven't found my main body yet, which is, of course the actual blade.

Do you have any other questions?

[neverheardofhim]

Yeah. Just one. [This was weird, all weird, but if Chiyuki could be a doll, then Mikazuki could be a sword.]

When you said your master would disassemble you, did that mean that... [Varric pushed his hands together, then pulled them apart with an explosion sound.]

[tsugomori]

Hahaha, not like that.

Just imagine if someone took me literally apart, piece by piece. That is the type of thing my Master can do if they decide I'm no longer useful. Then they can use what's left of me to build something else.

[ He didn't really like to think of it too much though. But in the end, tools are expendable, and he is one. ]

[neverheardofhim]

That's uh... That's pretty morbid, kid.

[He made a face, trying to tell himself that it was simply the idea of being torn to pieces that upset him. The truth was, he wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of Mikazuki himself being torn to pieces.]

[He was growing attached.]

Don't go getting yourself ripped apart anytime soon, alright?

[tsugomori]

Don't worry, it's not really too much of a concern, I think...

[ ... And what do you know it's time to change the subject somewhat because why not-- ]

Ahh, and here I was already getting used to 'Buddy'. I'm back to 'kid' already?

[neverheardofhim]

They're used interchangeably. Unless you want to suggest a better nickname? [He tapped his chin thoughtfully, and then, without giving him a moment to actually speak, shook his head.]

Didn't think so.

[tsugomori]

[ Mikazuki places his hands on his hips, and schools his expression into what may look like a pout, but he ends up smiling quite a lot instead. ]

Aw, you didn't even get me a chance to suggest anything! I see what you are up to.

[neverheardofhim]

What, and let you suggest a halfway decent nickname. Maker forbid. [He shook his head.] Maybe I'll leave you without one. Let you suffer the knowledge that I couldn't come up with anything halfway decent for Mr. Beautiful Sword Man.

[tsugomori]

[ He gives a very staged gasp, before emitting a good-hearted laugh. Someone should congratulate him on his acting skills... ]

Ah, is that a new one now? I wonder what I will do now, without a decent nickname to be with? I suppose I will just have to deal with it, won't I? Or maybe I could come up with a nickname for you.

[neverheardofhim]

No, no. Too much of a mouthful, that one is. And don't even think about giving me a nickname. [He shook his head, glowering at the man "threateningly."]

[tsugomori]

Too bad I've already thought of one, hm?

[ He places two fingers on his chin to mimic the 'thinking' pose. ]

Well how about "Super Buddy"?

[ ... this is also why Mikazuki doesn't give nicknames or name anything in general, honestly. ]

[neverheardofhim]

You know that's... That's a good start but let me give it some thought, okay buddy?

[Super buddy. Maker's breath, that's... that's pretty damn awful.]