open to all;

[swordboning]

Who: Archer swordboning and YOU. (Maybe Athena too)
When: December 15th and on
Where: Right here where you need him. At least in the streets.
What: Golden Archers is sadly open. Come get your top tier food of choice.
Rating/Warning: Nah.


[Archer was fully cringing at the emblem Athena made and the fact that it was pasted on his apron. Well, inwardly at least. Athena got to have her way with the things went around here since she was the one who put in the money and most of the work. That meant her lame idea of what was great ended up plastering almost anything that had the surface for it.

But for a food stall, there was a serious lack of menu. Archer, though, intentionally wanted that. Restricting himself would only be admitting that he couldn't make things that people wanted outside of said menu. Obviously, there were some restrictions because supplies of some things were exceedingly rare or impossible to find. Which meant that rich people places had to be visited for that. But here were reasonable prices for fresh cooked food.]

Before you ask, there's no menu. So just tell me what you want.

[Customer service needed a little bit of work, however. And no, Saber, you weren't getting any free food.]

Comments

well when your body is almost literally made of swords....

[swordboning]

Typical? Hardly. But this was hardly my idea either. I just know how to make things and a certain someone decided to capitalize on that.

[That person being Athena. That and it was some kind of therapy. Or something or another. When you're bitter about nearly everything, those kinds of things tend to blur.]

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[prehensible]

[ ah? he blinks, head tilting a little, eyes widening. ] You weren't allowed to say no..? [ you seem basically human to him, good sir. humans can say no all day long, right? ] .. Still, that's very impressive. Human creativity with food is basically endless, I'm beginning to see.

[swordboning]

Against people who have the right type of personality, saying no can be borderline impossible.

[Welcome to real suffering.]

And I'm guessing human creativity in general seems new to you.

[prehensible]

Oh. Really? [ the wide-eyed look says this is the first he's hearing about this.

a pause, then, and he hesitantly shakes his head. ] In a general sense, no. That is, I've been around a very long time. But experiencing it personally is a fairly recent development.

[swordboning]

I hate to be a disappointment then.

[Shrugging and shaking his head.]

I'm not exactly human.

[prehensible]

[ he glances back up at that, head tilting as he looks the man over. ]

--Are you another blade-spirit, then? [ not one that he recognizes, if so. but that doesn't necessarily mean anything. ]

[swordboning]

Heroic spirit is a better term. But that does help describe yourself if I'm guessing correctly.

[It was a difficult guess since that was a pretty obvious conclusion to jump to.]

[prehensible]

I am, yes. [ he gives a polite little bow. ] The Samonji sword, called Souza, if you please. [ a beat to make certain he's not holding up the line, then he turns back to the other man, curious and interested. ]

I'm afraid I've never heard of a 'heroic spirit'. I-- I assume it has something to do with you being the spirit of a hero, but.. [ well, he's looking for context. ]

[swordboning]

Archer. A blacksmith heroic spirit. A hero from another point in time brought to the present to take part in a battle. I'd rather if you didn't try any guesses on my identity.

[Not that he would be able to guess that at all. Archer was someone he doubted anyone from another world would know.]

As for you, I can't say I've heard of that blade, and I have created thousands of them. Nor have I heard of blades having spirits.

[prehensible]

I think it's a difference in worlds.. If the Unifiers of Japan mean nothing to you, then neither would I.

[ it's sort of nice to be relatively anonymous. there's no awkwardness from other people regarding how to treat him, and he doesn't have to feel uncomfortable being gracious and flattering about oda-sama. ]

Is there some reason that people aren't supposed to know who you are..? Or do you simply prefer to remain anonymous?

[swordboning]

That kind of title would need a little more context. More than a few people in Japanese history could be considered unifiers, in a way. But no one has that specific title.

[Still, it was pointless. For someone like Archer, whose life revolved around swords, if they had spirits, he would have discovered them while making all those imitations.]

I like a little bit of secrecy, that's all. It's nothing too complicated.

[prehensible]

No, you're right. [ he holds up three fingers. ] Three men do. [ the unifiers. oda, toyotomi, and tokugawa. ] They were my owners. .. Well, Oda-sama first, clearly.. [ how has this turned into an impromptu history lesson? ]

Ah, not that it matters, I suppose. They've been gone a long time.

[ but then his lips quirk up. ] That's very mysterious, Archer-san.

[swordboning]

Nobunaga, huh. Well, that's certainly an achievement.

[When it comes to historical weapons, he can be something of a nerd.]

But just call me Archer. The suffixes aren't needed.