text; un: maou

[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]

[ Kipposhi picked up his phone, digging up the thread on his post that was pretty obviously Monika scolding him, and showing it to her. ]

I think she disagrees.

[fujimaru]

[ She takes the phone, scrolling through the thread, her expression thoughtful; she's skimming more than reading, but it's still enough to get the gist of things. ]

Maybe right now, but... I dunno. I think it's probably too recent for her to be anything but mad about what happened. It hasn't even been a month, has it? Sometimes you just gotta give things time.

For what it's worth, though, I would definitely be sad if anything happened to you.

[owarifool]

[ Kipposhi gave a small, huffing chuckle and a shake of his head. ]

Come on, Master, I bet you'd say that to all of us, right? But part of being a Servant is being in perilous situations. I'll probably take even bigger hits once we get back home and reverse this whole calamity thing.

[fujimaru]

I'd say it to most of you, because most of you are over the top.

[ Then there's poor Scheherazade, who'd rather not be involved in anything and ends up overcompensating. Either way. ]

C'mon, do you really think I'd just say it to say it? I mean it. If you died, I would definitely cry. And I hate crying.

[owarifool]

Mm... [ Kipposhi shifted back, picking out another gummie to pinch between his fingers. ]

And I suppose, despite all I've done, I really hate to see women cry...

[fujimaru]

Yeah? Don't think I wouldn't let you get out of taking responsibility.

[ She scoots a little closer, bumping her hip against his leg, companionable. ]

You know, if there's stuff that's bothering you like this, you can come talk to me, right? I can't always give an answer, but I'll listen.

[owarifool]

Don't you have enough on your plate, as it is?

[ Not that he really knew, specifically, but given her usual proclivity, he could only imagine. ]

I guess I'll be surviving this, either way...

By the way, a friend is coming over to share some beer. Did you wanna stick around for that?

[fujimaru]

My plate is vast and infinite!

[ Is that something to really be proud of... well, she'll worry about it later, if it actually becomes a thing. ]

And yeah, I'd like that. I'm still not drinking, but I brought enough snacks to keep myself busy.