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[swordsitter]

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

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[ sword mafia at home. ]

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[spes_phthisica]

[Chocolate had definitely been a first for Souji when he arrived in Cerealia, but it's certainly something he has embraced with open arms and learned to love within five seconds of tasting it. So his gaze definitely lights up at the sight of what's in the oven, and he sidles in the least subtle way possible into the kitchen, still beaming. He's still listening politely, however, and makes a warm little sound at the mention of Kashuu.]

I see. You could say it's the same for me. That is, I'm here because of Kashuu - and Yasusada-kun too, of course. They used to be my swords, see?

[And there is definite pride there, not so much on his own behalf as a warrior, but rather because they had turned into such extraordinary people, and he had the fortune of being allowed to be a part of that, however briefly.]

Ah, and then Haru-kun wouldn't hear of me living alone in my state, so that was that. [A small laugh..] He doesn't demand much in the way of recompensation, but if you're enjoying yourself, I'm sure no one is going to try to stop you. Besides, this household might occasionally need some people with a firmer grasp on how kitchens work.

[cutlery]

[ Sebastian genuinely listens with interest when he realizes what's being explained, since despite being a new resident of the house full of tsukumogami, Sebastian really didn't have a very good understanding of what they were. Ironically, it was also what had lead to this in the first place, since a slight misunderstanding between cultures had lead him to the conclusion that they were somewhat similar... Neither party has realized that they're wrong just yet.

It's easy enough to translate this, since clearly this man was something like their master, but it's still a surprise to hear the fondness. There was certainly no such attachment for a demon and their contractor, but Sebastian doesn't exactly envy this. It's just strange to him. ]

Ah, yes... Kashuu did explain that somewhat. It is still somewhat difficult to think of him as a sword, but I have heard stranger.

[ He hums thoughtfully, but that thought is quickly pushed away in favor of giving attention to that last comment. ]

...Ah, dear me. Are the people here unskilled with cooking.

[spes_phthisica]

[Souji inclines his head in agreement, making an amused little sound, because he can certainly see that. After all, the idea of sword spirits is still rather strange and overwhelming to him, despite being rather used to thinking of swords as something like a part of his own soul. Still...]

I think it might be a bit easier for me, since I have wielded them both once - I even have my own version of Yasusada-kun's vessel with me here. But to most, it really would seem strange.

[Then he giggles, a rather childish little sound despite his permanently raspy voice.]

But, well, you see... since they are swords, there are some things they aren't used to, right? It only makes sense. Not that I'm any better, really - warriors don't get all that much practice in the area either. [He looks like a gust of wind could knock him over now, but being a warrior is still the core part of his identity.]

[cutlery]

[ Sebastian's frown only deepens, though as Souji points it out, he can't help but give another appraising look to Souji. He doesn't say as much, but it would seem he agrees based on how he bows his head lightly with a heavy sigh. ]

Really... It is still quite possible for such spirits to learn, though.

[ says the demon, but ]

Then pray tell, what has been the situation for food? Surely someone has been doing the cooking.

[ He's definitely slightly concerned over the answer here ]