[Hello! You've never met this sword and now you'll never forget him. Not this pretty sword who is butt naked and flat on his stomach on the ground. With his bed in the background.
Jirou, did you fall off your bed naked then just called a stranger?
Damn it Jirou.]
I fell off my bed! [He giggles then gives a wave.]
[He seems familiar enough, but she figures that's this place's doing. The point is that he's butt-naked and calling himself a sword and this is fucking weird.]
[He probably would. But Aisha doesn't even think about the fact that he might be making fun of her, so potential crisis averted.]
It is pretty neat. [She's probably going to use it for all manner of evil for something.] What did you say you were a sword for? Do you really like them?
[In her mind, swordspeople were just people who used swords.]
[ In late afternoon, Aisha will find herself visited by a glimmering carrier whose delicate appearance is accompanied by a beautiful, trilling song, and a rather unconventional delivery.
There is, of course, a note of attached explanation, written in elaborate script: ]
To guard that which you most desire, your aspirations, your dreams.
May your blade never dull, and may nothing be beyond your reach. May you fight on, and perhaps one day...
May you find your love, your phoenix, and never lose sight of it.
I did watch your dance, my Lady, and I am glad to have known you not once, but twice, in battle.
My thanks, for being the strength of our band of companions.
[If only Wrecks would deliver gifts so majestically! No, he's a lazy bum, so after finding some nice stationary and some good candies, Aisha sends her letter back through carrier mail. Hopefully her lizard doesn't eat it before it gets to him, but that shouldn't be a problem.]
This may be the nicest gift I've ever gotten, and I got a dog for my fifth birthday. Thanks so much!
I'll use this well, decorate it with the blood of our enemies. I says ours because yours should be mine, right? Since you've given me a blade, how can I not use it on your behalf?
Maybe someday I'll find someone I love as much as what I do. If so, I won't let them... well, if they do go, it'll be with my adoration. Love shouldn't be tied down.
Glad you saw it! Aisha would fight by your side any time, Sion. Silver King, silly worrywart.
Thank you, for having our backs and being my wings.
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Date: 2016-05-16 02:45 am (UTC)Jirou, did you fall off your bed naked then just called a stranger?
Damn it Jirou.]
I fell off my bed! [He giggles then gives a wave.]
I'm a sword! Hiiii!
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Date: 2016-05-16 03:08 am (UTC)[He seems familiar enough, but she figures that's this place's doing. The point is that he's butt-naked and calling himself a sword and this is fucking weird.]
Man, what are you drinking?
[Is that the important question here???]
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Date: 2016-05-16 03:11 am (UTC)[He holds up the bottle.]
Wan' some?
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Date: 2016-05-16 04:19 am (UTC)[Since you're doing this and all. But she isn't the type to turn stuff down.]
Yes!
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Date: 2016-05-17 05:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-21 09:32 pm (UTC)Wow???
Aisha was not expecting that to come out of Wrecks at all. After checking to make sure he's fine, she waves her new bottle into at the camera.]
Thanks! Aisha didn't even know they could do that!
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Date: 2016-05-23 03:19 am (UTC)[He's not making fun of her speaking in third person. He thinks it's really cute! And he's drunk enough that he seriously has to mimic it.
...
Actually he'd do that even if he wasn't drunk enough. Let's be real.]
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Date: 2016-05-24 02:17 am (UTC)It is pretty neat. [She's probably going to use it for all manner of evil for something.] What did you say you were a sword for? Do you really like them?
[In her mind, swordspeople were just people who used swords.]
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Date: 2016-06-01 05:45 am (UTC)[He laughs a bit but clearly seems so proud of this fact. His brother is the best okay!]
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Date: 2016-05-28 05:31 am (UTC)There is, of course, a note of attached explanation, written in elaborate script: ]
To guard that which you most desire, your aspirations, your dreams.
May your blade never dull, and may nothing be beyond your reach. May you fight on, and perhaps one day...
May you find your love, your phoenix, and never lose sight of it.
I did watch your dance, my Lady, and I am glad to have known you not once, but twice, in battle.
My thanks, for being the strength of our band of companions.
S.
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Date: 2016-06-02 05:26 am (UTC)I'll use this well, decorate it with the blood of our enemies. I says ours because yours should be mine, right? Since you've given me a blade, how can I not use it on your behalf?
Maybe someday I'll find someone I love as much as what I do. If so, I won't let them... well, if they do go, it'll be with my adoration. Love shouldn't be tied down.
Glad you saw it! Aisha would fight by your side any time, Sion. Silver King, silly worrywart.
Thank you, for having our backs and being my wings.
A.