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Post by Ishida Sai on Jun 11, 2012 23:22:34 GMT -5
"Do you mean those envelopes?? I thought, Damaso needed new clothes...So I kept putting them in his dresser!! Sometimes he wears what he sleeps in...and I tried to tell him that wasn't okay...I figured that it was going to a worthy cause, so I didn't really try to take any for food!"
Sai couldn't help, but stare at the flamboyant Yuu with a look of disapproval and annoyance. How could one forget about food? The mere forgetfulness of one's true priorities should be irritated the Oriental meister. Slowly, he palmed his face, revealing his real emotions as of now at his peer's poor choices.
He sighed. The teen wasn't going to stay here to just waste time with Yuu. No, he had other stuff to do. Yet... Iris Walker. He couldn't simply leave her with him, could he...? After all, they both seemed to be martial artists with quite similar "tastes" per se... Though, they still have differentiating overlaying personalities against each other...
"I like black you pompous jackass I outta cut you into ribbons and why are you doing this to that poor weapon I just don't get people like you ugh..."
The boy narrowed his eyes in mere lack of comfort from her monologue. It showed the feelings were mutual, yet the fact it could antagonize her against such a person Yuu is... It would mean trouble. And that was trouble he wasn't interested in getting involved in. Keeping this in mind, Sai stood up suddenly, getting his peers and Iris's attention.
"... Not so bad, Yuu," he answered the meister's previous question and then leading on, "I'm due somewhere else, per se... So I'll leaving..."
Slowly moving away from his seat, Sai cocked his head towards Iris.
"You wouldn't mind making a blade for me would you? Rather... Two?" he requested the female swordswoman/smith, "I'll tell you more about the details later. I'll just go meet you back at the hotel if it's fine with you."
Normally, he'd give her his cellphone number... Yet, there was Yuu and Damaso to consider, after all...
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Post by tehinferno on Jun 15, 2012 10:58:35 GMT -5
Yuu didn't notice anything that the girl in black was saying. His hearing really was pretty bad, especially if he wasn't paying attention. Deciding that his nails looked fine, he set down the nail file. He did notice, however, that Sai was looking at him, and then he brought his hand to his face. This was an action that the Meister seemed to take often, especially when Yuu began to speak.
"Don't hurt yourself, Sai! If you do that too much, then you might get wrinkles."
Suddenly, Sai began to stand up. He was probably leaving...And without Sai, Yuu would be stuck with this girl. She didn't seem all that bad, despite her lack of fashion, but Yuu could tell that this wasn't the type of person that would talk to him. Damaso on the other hand, was probably still day-dreaming. Yuu would say goodbye to him, and tell him where to find the money, so that Sai wouldn't be bothered anymore. It was about his time to leave too.
"... Not so bad, Yuu. I'm due somewhere else, per se... So I'll leaving..."
Yuu looked at Sai for a moment. He wondered what he might have to do, but didn't really think about it for long. Yuu stood up, and put both of his hands on the table.
"I'm leaving now! I hope that both of you have a wonderful day...And like I said earlier-" Yuu turned to the girl, that Sai was addressing a moment ago. "-Keep it consistent, and your pretty features will do the rest!"
Yuu walked over to, Damaso, and patted his head for a minute. Yuu usually did this to get his attention, but he wasn't really sure if it was working today. This may, or may not be useless information to him, but Yuu wanted to make sure he knew.
"There's money in your drawer, back at the dorms. It is for your grapes! You need to make sure you get it, understand?"
Yuu smiled really big at the group of people, and then skipped out the door. The rest of the day was all his, and he would probably spend it doing something fun. Unsure of what was ahead of him, he skipped down the street, back to the dorms.
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Post by Iris Walker on Jun 15, 2012 20:19:03 GMT -5
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"You wouldn't mind making a blade for me would you? Rather... Two? I'll tell you more about the details later. I'll just go meet you back at the hotel if it's fine with you."
Iris' face turned so red is might as well have been glowing. Meet back at the hotel?! What was he asking?! Then her mind slowed down and remembered the rest of his sentence, and her head cocked to the side a bit as well, only in confusion. Isn't he a Meister? Iris knew that Sai didn't currently have a Weapon partner, but the eventuality of one would mean that he shouldn't need a traditional weapon, right? Two swords, huh...? In a way, to Iris this was even more intimate than asking for a date. Forging a katana is a highly spiritual process, at least for her, and she's only forged blades for herself so far. She was both intrigued and just a little bit touched that Sai would come to her for such a request. Does he understand? The sword is an extension of the soul, and to have your sword forged traditionally meant you would also be carrying a shard of the forger's soul as well. It was turning her red all over again. She stood up quietly and put her trash in the closest receptacle, then turned back to Sai with her normal cold eyes, her face back to normal.
"All right. I'd prefer you to come tomorrow, though, if you don't mind waiting."
This was mainly because she needed to prepare herself mentally for the task, but also because she didn't want to see anyone waiting for her back at her hotel room. Speaking of which...
"I'm in room 201, I should be there tomorrow afternoon."
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Post by Ishida Sai on Jun 16, 2012 20:19:17 GMT -5
"...Finally!" an abrupt one-worded speech escaped Sai as the annoyance finally left. The jingle from the bell tied to the door heralded the eccentric's exit and Sai's relief.
"Seriously, that guy..." the boy shook his head with disapproval of the earlier individual, "...I swear, I will personally kick his ass..."
A sigh escaped him, relieving him of the earlier stress of the past encounter. Yet there were two people to take care of... Looking over, Damaso seemed busy chewing on his meal without even the simplest care in the world. A grimace spread across his face at his own peer's lack of attention in his environment. A slight envy rose up in the meister's being at this trait.
Though something caught his eyes. Something red. He looked over to see the Exorcist in a shade of beet red. Embarrassment? It certainly looked like it to him. Yet, why...? His head cocked to the side quizzically, as if to scrutinize Iris's mood. Before he could try to make any sense, the girl was already getting up to dump her trash down in the receptacle.
"...What the hell is she thinking...?" a curious thought reverberated in his skull as he watched her dispose of the remains.
---Until then.
His eyes narrowed at the memory of what he said to her earlier. The hotel.
"...Fucking wonderful choice of words, Ishida Sai."
The grimace darkened at the realization. What could he say? What could he--
There it was again. Her cold eyes, the same eyes that hid away her real expressions over them... The same familiar facade of her being. A small smirk escaped the boy, he knew of it. Though, he didn't say anything to maintain her emotional modesty.
"I'm in room 201, I should be there tomorrow afternoon."
Nodding as he sealed the agreement, "Sounds good. I'll be there. Anyway... I gotta head over to my part time job. See ya then."
Giving her a slight wave of farewell, Sai simply exited the door as it jingled behind him to announce his departure from the store...
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