sticksandbones IC Inbox / Magic & Blessings

[bluebasketballed]

weasel's note: akaza's handwriting is the very sad and choppy scrawl of a man who barely knows how to write. the netbook is just polite enough to make it legible. i just type it in all lowercase bc i'm too lazy to pick out the spelling/handwriting mistakes. thank u for your understanding. i'm having fun now thx

he lives at the inn, the room next to kyojuro's. his window is boarded up from the inside. it is very dark in there. mentitycave

he lives at the soryu dojo south of the river, in koyuki's old room. he offers unarmed self-defense training at the dojo.


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[bluebasketballed]

[kid has a lot on his plate. unsurprising, given his chosen profession, and likely the circumstances that led him to it.]

Thanks to you, too. You could've left me in the dark about your brother's... tactics, but you tried to tell me anyway.

I won't forget that. [read: friendship upgrade, whether genya likes it or not.]

[namuthing]

Ugh, don't get it twisted, alright? [He bristles just a little. Gotta protect his integrity, right?] I'm just looking out for you since you looked after me a few months ago, ok? Fair is fair. We're even now.

[He huffs and turns away.]

And- you know. All the other stuff I said.

[His contradicting himself left and right but... ah well.]

[bluebasketballed]

[he knows your type, kid. hakuji was also a grumpy little shit.]

Right. You gonna go inside, or what?

[namuthing]

Mm. In a little bit.

[He glances off to the side, slightly thoughtful.]

Might have an idea to make both of our lives easier. We'll see.

[He takes a few steps back toward wherever Mr. Bone-Jangles is jangling his bones.]

Uh -

[Actually saying goodbye feels too formal so. Off he sprints.]