I didn't think you would ask, so I thought I might just do it anyway.
[ hehe. he opens up his book, and goes through the whole magic shenanigans - the little knowledge scroll, the poof of wind from the pages, and the little blue bird made of light that flutters over mizu's head and then disappears.
[ he dips his head to the first part with a warm smile. of course. as for the rest.. ]
Haha... I can understand that.
[ thinks sweatily about his cyoa. yeah. being a cool sword wielding anyone is not for him, actually. curiosity flickers briefly across his face, and as he's tucking his book back into his holster, he looks thoughtful. ]
You've not told me much of your mission. Is it completed, or still in progress?
In progress. [easily enough.] There are four men who I am sworn to kill. One has already died by myself. Another was in my grasp at the time of my death, and will soon be dead if I am found worthy of a second chance.
... Yes. One of them is my father. [bitterly.] I do not know which one, but they are the only white men who could have gotten to my mother around the time I was born.
[taair saw Some Shit, so mizu doesn't mind adding some context to the whole situation. feels kind of like he's owed this much.]
But before you think me mad for deciding to kill all of them without the certainty of whether or not I share their blood, know that they're traders in opium, weapons and flesh. They all deserve to die.
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[ hehe. he opens up his book, and goes through the whole magic shenanigans - the little knowledge scroll, the poof of wind from the pages, and the little blue bird made of light that flutters over mizu's head and then disappears.
goodbye hangover! (debuff cures you) (debuff cures you) ]
How's that? Better?
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... Fascinating. [first time getting healed with magic. whoa.] And much better. Thank you, Taair.
[a little smile, grateful. thinking that the visual aspect was kind of neat... but of course, mizu won't say that.]
If I had this sort of magic, my mission certainly would have been much easier.
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Haha... I can understand that.
[ thinks sweatily about his cyoa. yeah. being a cool sword wielding anyone is not for him, actually. curiosity flickers briefly across his face, and as he's tucking his book back into his holster, he looks thoughtful. ]
You've not told me much of your mission. Is it completed, or still in progress?
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I see. [ .... ] ...Does it have anything to do with what we saw...?
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[taair saw Some Shit, so mizu doesn't mind adding some context to the whole situation. feels kind of like he's owed this much.]
But before you think me mad for deciding to kill all of them without the certainty of whether or not I share their blood, know that they're traders in opium, weapons and flesh. They all deserve to die.