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[swordsitter]

Who: swordhaus + cr
When: throughout march
Where: the three apartments swordhaus uses.. or will be, once the newbies arrive
What: march catch-all
Rating/Warning: probably nothing, but i'll edit as necessary.

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[ this is a busy, noisy household. sorry, neighbors. ]

Comments

[liberalarts]

[ >kasin

It's a totally reasonable amount of time, or at least that's what Kasen would say. After all, when he put effort in it to make it especially cute, it would be almost too cute to eat. Almost. Because it's still Kasen's cooking, so not eating it is slightly more sad than not. So at the very least, Kashuu will be winning cute lunch contests for sure.

Though as Kashuu leans closer, Kasen's content, happy smile turns to a mild frown. ]

...It has been five minutes, Kashuu-kun.

[ is he going to have to deal with this for a few hours... he doesn't have enough carrots for that ]

[adornmental]

[WELCOME TO HELL, KASEN. This is what you get... for trying to cook things through all the way and not give the swords a bunch of food poisoning cases... He makes Kashuu cuteass bentos to win cute lunch contests with and this is the thanks he's repaid with.]

Seriously?! It feels like it's been at least thirty minutes or something!

[Is he even joking, it's hard to tell...]

I guess I can take a nap or something.

[liberalarts]

[ That gets Kasen to snort out a laugh at least, since with all the whining and talks of naps, he can't help himself. He feels more comfortable with Kashuu, so his smile tilts towards more wry, and he feels that he can tease at least a little. ]

You could! But I may just forget to wake you, you know... That would be a tragedy.

[adornmental]

[Of course, Kashuu looks appropriately horrified by that teasing threat. HOW VERY DARE, even in jest-!!]

You wouldn't! You totally wouldn't!

[How could Kasen possibly miss the opportunity for his cooking to be praised??]

What am I even supposed to do with all that time if I can't nap?!

[liberalarts]

[ The sad part is, he wouldn't... That's definitely a reason to wake Kashuu up even if he was a dingdong and couldn't wait to eat. ]

Well! I am sure you could find plenty to do.

[ He nods, though his smile stays wry and teasing. ]

Paint your nails, look after Yamato-kun, carve rocks... There's still plenty to do even when this is not our traditional Citadel.

[adornmental]

[At least that works out in both of their favors...

What the shit's up with these suggestions, though?!]

I already painted my nails, there's no way I'm looking for Yasusada- [Because he eats everything] -and... what does that even mean? [Carve rocks??]

[liberalarts]

[ Kasen looks very proud of himself all of the sudden, but he really shouldn't... ]

Why, for our troops' catapults, of course! I read about it in a book about how people conducted war in the West, you know. There was a time where warriors carved messages in their rocks so that the enemy would be hurt twiceover! Once with a rock, and then with words... It's quite elegant, no?

[ no. it's not. ]

[adornmental]

[KASEN... But of course Kashuu is hearing this and going "wow, that's a great idea!" rather than being like "that's dumb and you're dumb, sit down".]

Wow, seriously? Y'know, that's not a bad idea... I mean, destroying morale is just as important as taking down the enemy, right? Ahh, but I don't even know the first thing about carving.

[And clearly he can't just crudely etch a message into stone! That would defeat the purpose of delivering an elegant insult...!]

[liberalarts]

[ Kasen laughs, then shrugs, though it's with a more mischievous expression. Of course it is, now that they're talking about throwing rude rocks at people. Haru, don't send these two on sorties any time soon... ]

I don't either, in truth! But it cannot be that hard... The book I read about this in was talking of people that lived far before any of us were even forged! So it must be simple enough.

[ and that's how kasen and kashuu hurt themselves trying to carve rocks ]

[adornmental]

[But now that Kashuu has the idea cemented, of course he's going to want to execute it!! That's exactly the kind of hard-headed moron he is.]

With all the how-to things around here, they probably have something that's at least kinda similar. [THAT'S HOW PEOPLE DIE, KASHUU.] Sooo I'm sure we can find one method that'll work.

[He's already whipping out his CereVice, rip. He's like lightning-fast with this stuff now so you can bet he's on Cerealia's search engine in like two seconds googling "carve rocks use in battle insult".]

—Ooh, wow, listen to this! Looks like some people carved stuff, but some would just attach like, fabric scraps with emblems or lockets or whatever from bodies that were lying around just in case someone on the other side recognized who it belonged to. That's stone cold.

i'm not deleting this but i'll bring a real tag later

[liberalarts]