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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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[dishevelment]

I'm...honestly not certain where the little bird is right now, [Koumei admitted, running a hand sheepishly through his hair as he peered around the room for it.]

Normally the little one is close by...

[Without so much as a request for pardon, Koumei dipped his head down to peek under the table-- only to find that the little ghostly bird had settled somewhere near his feet.]

Ah. That explains our problem. It's been here the whole time.

[pure_havoc]

[putting two and two together...]

If that is so, but I only briefly saw that memory, then I must have touched it or otherwise been too close to it at that very moment. Else, I might still be seeing through your eyes.

[dishevelment]

Believe me, Lord Zihuan, when I say that I might have to cut you down where you stand if that were to happen.

[Not that Koumei would want to, but there were details about himself and his world that he would prefer didn't get out-- beyond military secrets and the overall unpleasantness that was Koumei's life.]

Would that I could leash the bird, so that I can keep track of its whereabouts at all times.

[So mishaps like this didn't happen again.]

[pure_havoc]

[oho, is that so? He arches an eyebrow real high.]

I believe you, but I would not be able to accommodate you if you tried. I'm sorry, but instinct and training require that I stop you.

[It's all hypothetical anyway, hopefully they never reach the point where they have to pit themselves against each other. That would just be terrible.]

At least the beast following me is large enough that I can see it to warn you. In fact, right now, I should say that unless you want to even the odds between us that you not attempt to enter the kitchen no matter how cold your tea might be. [bastard is still right in the doorway]

[dishevelment]

Duly noted.

[Nevermind that, if he had the mind to, he could still unnerve Zihuan with the extent of his Metal Vessel's abilitles. Such feats weren't something that he wished to use needlessly in this city, however-- recovering his stamina took longer that it did normally.]

This does make life difficult. And locking ourselves in our quarters is impossible if we wish to continue with our lives.

[pure_havoc]

I refuse to hide, but walking through extremely crowded places seems like a foolish idea as well. [SIGH] What a dilemma.

[it's not, really, it just means being ridiculously cautious for a few days until this wears off. Whatever it is.]