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[owarifool]

Behold the Fool of Owari, the Great Unifier of Japan, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven.

and lmao well it turns out i didnt die in that fight with the dragon. u can file ur complaints with beowulf. gonna be out of commission for awhile but hey thats how shit goes i guess.

but aside from that, i wanna kno something. something thats sitting in my brain as we got a refugee crisis already forming on our hands and we pick through the rubble of a series of shitty decisions and maybe poor karma;

knowing what it is we are all here to do, do you still trust the people that run this Avalon, whether its Camelot or Celliwig or Whatever, to facilitate that task?

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[owarifool]

u can have the lime ones.

anything else? gimme gimme

[fujimaru]

Wow
Is this the real reason they called you the Fool of Owari??

[owarifool]

wait whats that supposed to mean?

look the lime ones taste weird its not my fault!

[fujimaru]

All the citrus ones are great because the sourness helps balance the sugar!!
I mean obviously strawberry reigns supreme
But after that!

[owarifool]

no i get it obviously citrus flavors are good

like dried persimmons were one of my favorite snacks in my time but like

the lime gummies taste weird

[fujimaru]

Well I think they're good
So I will happily take them off your hands

[ She says, the girl who is almost incapable of disliking anyonething given enough time and exposure to it. ]

[owarifool]

and i am nothing if not a gracious Demon King.

but hey master

u really should thank beowulf.

[fujimaru]

For keeping an eye on you, right?
I'll do that, yeah
I'm glad you guys are still looking out for each other, even when I can't

[owarifool]

i didnt ask him to. in fact, im annoyed he felt a need to interfere.

but truth is, if he hadnt, i probably wouldnt be here. i wasnt exactly trying to survive the fight.

[fujimaru]

[ There's a longer pause than usual before she replies: ]

I'm not gonna ask here
But you'd better be ready to talk when I show up

[owarifool]

yeah.

ill see you then.

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[fujimaru]

[ It's maybe roughly an hour later when Kipposhi's phone buzzes with another text: ]

Incoming! ヽ(*・ω・)ﾉ

[ And maybe three minutes after that, there's a knock at his room's door. ]

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[owarifool]

[ The door opened for her, a nice little bit of enchantment he'd been left with since he couldn't get out of bed easily, creaking open slowly as he called from the bed. ]

Oi! Master! Gimme the goods!

[fujimaru]

Wow, whatever happened to things like "please"?

[ But she closes the door behind her, toeing her shoes off and crossing the room to his bedside. At first, she holds the bag up over his head, like she's going to drop it straight onto his face, and then gently lowers it onto his chest. ]

Fruit gummies, the hard fruit candies, some dried persimmons, and some tea. I even got the good stuff. I can't promise I'm good at brewing it, though.

[owarifool]

[ Obviously he goes for the gummies first, ripping into the bag and throwing a handful into his mouth. ]

You spoil me, Master! Heh!

[ As far as his injuries, it seemed he wasn't burned at all... which made sense, given his primary magic. No, what was more worrying were the bandaged over sutures and the significant signs of still ingering bruises on his neck and shoulder. Like he took a direct swipe from the dragon's claw, unguarded.

Which was... actually what happened, to be honest. ]

[fujimaru]

I can't use any of the usual healing spells I had, so I gotta stick to stuff like this.

[ She gives him a critical once over, then carefully nudges his legs enough that she can perch on the edge of his bed. ]

So, you went up against the dragon, huh? I wish I could have helped.

[owarifool]

... No mark against you, Master, but you wouldn't have been much help out there. Even the best of us was pretty outclassed by that thing.

[ Including him. Including Beowulf, who had to bail him out. ]

It came down to having to balance protecting what we could of Celliwig while also fighting back against a force of nature. Turns out there's... not a lot of winning, there.

[fujimaru]

Even if it was only a little, I would've wanted to help.

[ She shrugs, a small lopsided smile on her face. It's not like she came from any background of special power; the life of Fujimaru Ritsuka, before coming to Chaldea, had been nothing impressive or remarkable. Only in the past few years has she been able to make any impact on anything--going back to that shouldn't feel frustrating.

Compared to the general sentiment she's seen, she's still doing fine, but she's still feeling it to a degree. ]

But either way... I'm glad you made it out in one piece.

[owarifool]

Not for lack of trying... [ Another gummie popped into his mouth. ]

[fujimaru]

Were you trying?

[ She's not judgmental, just curious, reaching for one of the lime gummies for herself. ]

Or were you just trying to go hard?

[owarifool]

I don't... really know.

[ He leaned against his pillows, letting his head roll back, the arm holding the bag just sort of limply laying at his side. ]

I guess I just didn't care if I was killed. I don't think I was actively chasing death, but I was annoyed that I was saved.

[fujimaru]

Mmmm... things have been pretty rough, the past few days.

[ She says that, but her tone is even as she watches him; she says that, but there's an undercurrent of sympathy under it. Ritsuka understands the feeling, even if the greater part of her shies away from it. Her desire to live hasn't changed, but the weight of it is heavier than it once was. ]

Did something else happen?

[owarifool]

...

[ A longer pause this time, fiddling with the edge of the bag, biting at the inside of his cheek. He definitely looked like he was struggling with how to word things, or just... speak frankly on it. This was his Master, after all, someone he'd been through a lot with. Someone he had to trust, on a lot of levels, but... ]

My nature as the Fool really sucks sometimes, yanno? Most of the time, it works out, but... sometimes I just wish I did have more common sense... It'd keep me from hurting some people who didn't deserve it, maybe...

[fujimaru]

...Yeah.

[ She kicks her legs a little, an idle animation, leaning back on her hands. ]

It's hard, learning how to be careful. You should've seen me, when everything was first starting out in Chaldea. I definitely had to work on it... I'm lucky that people gave me as many chances as they did.

[ Now she glances at him, sidelong. Her tone is still sympathetic; she does know it feels. She remembers very well. ]

That bad, huh?

[owarifool]

If you see a girl out there named Monika... know she has every right in the world to hate my guts.

[ Which didn't really further explain what happened, but something about Ritsuka's empathy sat poorly with him. He'd known her to make some bullheaded decisions in their time together, sure. It was part of what made her feel so kin to him. But he had a feeling she'd never pull off a stunt like he had... She actively avoided that sort of thing, after all. ]