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tushanshu_ooc2016-05-18 08:19 pm
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So it's a common occurrence. I wonder if it's just this vendor or if this is a thing in these parts.
[Mirath pokes at her food with her fork. Unsurprisingly, it pokes right back.]
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[it'd be no problem after all]
And so far, it's only been this vendor. However, I have not been here on the turtle long enough to tell for certain.
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Thus she smiles again, a little more relaxed than the last and shakes her head.]
No, no thank you. If it comes to it, I should be the one to strike the blow. For now I'm... well, content to observe, odd as that may sound.
[Again, Mirath nudges it with the side of her fork, careful not to do any damage. Her 'meal' is a mess of tentacles with a gelatinous starfish at its center.]
I mean really, have you ever seen anything like it?
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Very well then. Your pet is all yours, dear miss.
[Since she spared it, of course it's now her pet in his eyes.]
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[A beat.]
As for what, I've no idea. But you never know.
[And don't you mind, Yukikaze. It's a pet in her eyes now too.]
Was yours the same?
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[yeah, he's completely serious in that offer. Why not?]
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[As for his suggestion though, Mirath can't help but grin. She leans back from the table, arms spread wide in triumph.]
We shall build an army of... whatever these things are, and take over the turtle!
[Almost immediately she looks a little sheepish.]
...Alright perhaps I shouldn't say that so loud. I've heard some of the history of his place.
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[The veneer of polite friendly almost indifference disperses, as he leans closer to her, his eyes shining with passionate interest about any and all 'history'.]
What have you heard, dear miss? What had happened on our Turtle?
[even 'dear' sounds slightly more genuine, now, on his lips]
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Mirath, please. My name is Mirath.
[Formalities are still weird to her. Then again, so is being around this many people.]
And, I haven't heard as much as I'd like. Only that there was a war some time ago with a villain that none would name. Rumor says this is the whole reason why outsiders were brought here in the first place. To fight a war.
[She shrugs.]
I stress though, this is rumor more than not. None of this can be classed as fact.
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A villain whom noone would name? He must be annoyed at such lack of recognition, poor thing. I will ask him for his name when I meet him, otherwise the suspense would kill me more cruelly than the villain would.
[it's hard to tell whether he's joking, serious, or inbetween, but either way, there seems to be something very sincere in his words.]
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[There are changes in the man beside her, little things she's noticed the more she talks to him, but Mirath keeps her observations to herself. Her tone remains as light as ever, cheerful even if they're talking about bad times of the past.]
Though, perhaps the food is questionable because of his influence. Strong magics have a tendency to linger.
[A beat. Mirath smirks.]
I do wonder what the name was, though. Would you give an enemy one if you found them without?
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I'm not very good at naming.
Besides... [smiles a little] shouldn't every being have a right to be named by someone who cares, or name themselves? Though that's probably a little naive of me. Still, that's usually how it is with names.
Unless not a single person in the world wanted to name that villain. And in that, I'd probably steer clear of him.
[a person who hasn't truly, really found anyone in the world, for how long? Possibly many years, because no one gets called a villain at birth. Well, usually. So it's probably best to avoid such a person, even in Kaze's opinion. Unless there's a good explanation.]
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[She sighs lightly and sets her focus back on the creature on her plate, watching it as it wraps a tentacle around the fork.]
Sometimes a being becomes nameless, be it by their own decision or not. Sometimes fear takes that name from them, and so a new one is given, for one reason or another.
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[glances at the creature] Well, we could call it 'Ugly', but I don't think this being would appreciate it.
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[His comment about the name gets a chuckle.]
We're influenced by our upbringing and those around us. If we call this creature 'Ugly', who knows what it might one day become. For all we know, this day could mark the beginning of something major.
[She lowers her voice and leans a little his way.]
Or perhaps an epic revenge plot between you and it for suggesting such a title.
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Well, if we want it to like us, and don't mind being dishonest, we could call it beati--- or, 'Pretty', instead.
Unless you have better ideas, miss Mirath?
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[Her tone is one of mock seriousness. A small smile plays at her lips.]
Perhaps something less flattering and more official. Percival, perhaps? Or Archimedes?
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[Though she glances his way at the title.]
What does San mean? I'm not familiar with the term.
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Well, I don't know - if you were called Not-Breakfest, what would you think of yourself?
[chuckles] That you may yet be someone's dinner? [yeah, that's where his thoughts would go]
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[Languages are something she kind of adores.]
And I think I'd prefer Not-Breakfast over Not-Breakfast-Yet. I mean, I once met a farmer with a pig named Bacon. You can see where that swine's life was headed.
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[laughs softly, for just a few seonds] He was fortunate that the swine didn't understand the language, or it would run far away, I guess.