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[swordsitter]

Who: swordhaus + cr
When: throughout april
Where: the three apartments swordhaus uses..
What: april catch-all
Rating/Warning: probably nothing, but i'll edit as necessary.

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[ sword mafia at home. ]

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[dishevelment]

[It was easy to see-- and the ramifications of such possibilities were something he had already considered.]

We've been drafted. That's the only part of the government's story that I'm choosing to accept. The rest of it sounds fundamentally impossible, and I've reason to believe that no one in my homeland would be taken down so easily.

[pure_havoc]

[Cao Pi gives him a cool look before turning and leaning his back against the door frame]

You think so? Greater men than us have claimed they would never be taken down, and they've died all the same, crushed under greater heels. I am not inclined to trust the whole story, either, but at the very least, I won't be taken in by such an assumption.

[dishevelment]

I can name several men and women back in my homeland who can take on an army single handed, if such force is needed.

[He was personally related to five of them, but that was an unnecessary detail for the moment.]

That is my reason for distrusting the story, and why I'm disinclined to believe that we've merely been brought here as prisoners of war. Besides, if the governor's enemies are at a comparable level of strangeness? I doubt that they would have much interest in either of our worlds.

[pure_havoc]

[for now, Cao Pi decides to leave that topic aside. His experiences in Orochi's realm have colored his perceptions, but even he was a fledgling in his father's army when Lu Bu was captured and executed. No one, as far as he was concerned, was invincible.

Yet if this CERES group was capable of pulling him out of Orochi's realm, something not even the gods could do...

It bore more thought.]

Yes, there are too many unanswered questions. I am not interested in sitting back and taking a civilian's employment, I would rather look into this issue. But not today.

[dishevelment]

Its the same for me, although taking civilian employment may be a necessary task just to gain information and resources.

[At least teahouses were known to be spots where people frequented to have serious discourse. Even if civilian work would be a new experience for him, he honestly couldn't think of a better place to start.]

[pure_havoc]

[he closes his eyes in a clear expression of impatience. Not for Koumei, just for this world and its conventions]

There is that. Without the luxury of a kingdom and its treasury, we must come by our necessities somehow. Still.

[which begs an important yet more personal question] Did they give you ridiculous suggestions as well?

[dishevelment]

'Pillow tester' and 'Trap Designer' were offered alongside the Teahouse work. The first is tempting when sleep is a luxury. The second is unnecessary.

[He shrugged.]

What did they offer you?

[pure_havoc]

[he can't help but snort at that]

An instructor, presumably in martial arts, and something regarding anger management. I have no interest in leading anyone by the hand, whether in swordsmanship or in controlling their emotions. I believe I may have to seek my own way.

[dishevelment]

There is no shame in that approach-- and I wish you luck in the endeavor. This city must have a law enforcement agency...a job like that would be more appropriate for a military man like yourself.

[pure_havoc]

Hm. I had not thought of that, but it does bear looking into.

[if he can stomach taking orders from someone else, that is. Even in Orochi's realm he only defers to his father and no one else.]

A wise thought, young master.

[dishevelment]

Being adaptable is a necessity in strange circumstances, [he intoned, shrugging off the compliment. Any soldier worth the steel he carried understood that basic concept.]

Besides, this city doesn't seem to have an actual military force, and public service does not sound like a wise option for a man of your experience.

[pure_havoc]

[naturally so, and he gives a nod of agreement.]

No military, and yet the claim of being at war with a nigh-unstoppable force. The irony has not escaped me.

It seems I have a lot of work to do.

[dishevelment]

We both do. Tea houses are places where people often do more than just relax, you understand.

[They talk-- and he can listen. There would be many opportunities to learn.]

[pure_havoc]

Sounds like something I could enjoy. [yes talking, plotting, and so on] Perhaps I shall have to visit.

[dishevelment]

[Information gathering, strategizing-- they were two halves of the same coin.]

I shall look forward to that day then, Lord Zihuan. I'll make sure we have some appropriate blendes in stock-- none of the harshly cut styles that some people in the West prefer.

[pure_havoc]

Very well. [as he straightens up from where he's been leaning] I shall go across the hall and see if I can quiet these friends of yours down.

[dishevelment]

I wish you luck with that. Neither of us are their commander, and they're quite determined.

[Transation: he doubts that you'll actually be able to succeed, but he supports the effort!]