Alright, I understand. It'd be a disservice to leave you feeling unsatisfied, right? No one likes owing a debt~
[Thankfully he lets go of Mayoi pretty quickly, turning his attention to one of the many bookshelves embedded in the walls. HMMMM...] ...Alright. I'll start looking for the original sketch; leave the actual open jars and whatnot to me, so that you can't go blaming yourself if something goes wrong. I know you would~ Silly little Mayoi~
Then we can reassemble it together so that no one gets too worn out. Or repurpose it, certainly...Waste not wan--
[IDEA.
He stops dead. Then throws his arms out wide with a loud, obnoxious bark of laughter.] I know how we can repurpose them! We'll use them in our revenge! Mayoi! Get to work. We'll use these to cause the most harm! I can make a silly old window any day, but broken glass, or glass dust...Fufufufufufu, we'd be fools to turn this chance down!
[It's true, so Mayoi does not correct him on that matter. He does not like to feel in debt, even if basically his entire existence hinders on such a thing. He turns so that he can survey the damage and lifts a single hand, red energy pooling around his fingers...]
Hiiieee!!
[Rui startles Mayoi so badly that he poofs right back into his bat form and then flutters gracelessly to the ground.]
E-Eh...?? Revenge?? Glass dust...?? A-Ah, yes, right away!
[Give him a second to sort himself back out again, pay no mind to the way he flip-flops around on the ground like a fish out of water.]
Good man! Good man. Now, where was it...Oh come on, get yourself together! This is the most prime opportunity to strike; he knows you're gone, and we got away with a little slap that he might take for the typical severing sting! We need to prepare, but with every hour that passes, he'll be lulled into security that we get to rip from him!
[Better scoop The Bat up before he gets stood on, though. And this way Rui can monologue directly to the audience, mania plastered on his face and chest heaving with excited breaths.]
Do you know my specialty, dear creature? Do you want to know?! I make things swell and grow in size! I make them explode!
Do you want him gone? Gone, for what he's done?! I can do it! I can shred him into tatters!
[Oh dear. Master Kamishiro is quite frightening when he is excited about something, isn't he.]
[He isn't sure how to feel right now. He does want his revenge, which is its own guilt he's had to unravel for various reasons, but to see him so gleeful about it on his behalf. Ah, and to strike at someone as high standing as his previous master, wouldn't that cause a lot of problems...?]
[There is also the glass ...he had wanted to repair it, so that it could be pretty again. Using it to destroy someone so vile instead leaves him feeling uneasy. What does he do? What does he say?]
[Maybe all of that concentrated worry in Rui's direction is the reason it's taken this long to trigger one of the traits of their bond. A bit of that anxiety flows in from Mayoi, perhaps it will be enough to snap Rui out of it for a moment so Mayoi can get a word in.]
[The anxiety bleeds into his ecstasy, stains it so that he stiffens up with unease instead of being so animated.
Huh. He's never felt like that from such a genius plan. Is it--]
...You don't like the plan?
[Stilting, though not with disapproval. Just surprise that he's feeling this at all. It's like someone's tipped water over his head (apart from himself), and he's still reeling from that sharp wave of panic.]
...You...Don't like--
Ah. It's-- from the bond? That makes sense when we're-- Yes, I see. This is inconvenient. But it's revenge for you, so it only makes sense that you enjoy it as much as I do...I don't know if I can handle such a moral restraint for science in the future, though.
[Finally he stops mumbling to himself in awe and blinks owlishly, before staring at his little familiar with a strange expression.] Mayoi. I'm not always going to take your feelings into consideration. Even if this is something that we can do, I will not expect it to hold sway over my decisions otherwise, either way. You understand?
[Oh dear. Oh dear, it bled through. For a brief second the anxiety spikes before very suddenly it is gone entirely. Mayoi is left breathing ragged, which looks kind of pathetic in his small bat form, but after a moment he will finally speak.]
P-Please forgive me, it won't happen again. I can block it out, the bond- the bond is still fresh and I didn't realize I wasn't already doing so.
[...He's gotten his attention, though, so he should at least try to clear up his intention.]
...I want. I want revenge on him, but not at the expense of another. He ...he can ruin people, Master Kamishiro, I do not want us to strike unless we are very prepared, because I do not wish to lose you in the process.
[A beat, and then quieter.]
Please ...I beg you to not take this the wrong way, he is simply a very fearsome person. I have done terrible things in his name, I know the ways he might destroy someone without ever setting foot near them.
I also ...feel that he is undeserving of your pretty glass.
Stop it. I didn't say that it was undesirable altogether. And your opinion is valuable, but it will not often sway me. But you are free, and you will give it as much or as little as you please; this is an efficient way to do so, correct?
And I didn't intend to let him live afterward to ruin either of us, but if you're truly so concerned, then so it goes. Come on then, we'll think of other ideas as we work. [Deposit Bat On Bench, Rake Hands Through Hair To Regroup.]
...Are you certain that making glass shards suddenly grow in size inside of him won't make you feel better.
[Oh, he has been deposited. He will sit there for a moment to think over his words. Ah ...so, he doesn't want to block out the bond? Tentatively, he let's go of it, and bit by bit some of that lingering worry filters back in. It isn't anything oppressive, just a small feeling in the back of ones mind of uncertainty. Is this okay? Is this safe...?]
Ah, my opinion, I have been told, is rotten and worthless, so ...I was surprised ...that you would want such a thing.
[A pause and after a moment he will return to his humanoid form. His ears flick back for a moment before they perk back up.]
I don't think that it's a poor idea. I worry of retaliation from others. He has many allies, unfortunately.
[He falls quiet for a moment, thinking on Rui's words. Putting it like that does make him consider it a bit more now that he isn't just caught off guard.]
It would, I think ...but. [And then he gets shy, suddenly.]
[Hm. Maybe he'll spare further lectures for now. Just think confident, reassuring thoughts, and nod like you're genuinely interested (because shit, he is, especially when it comes to destruction).]
Alright, fire away. Your opinion is yours, so I want to hear it.
[Is that...Is that soft enough? Encouraging? Maybe if he reaches over to pat Mayoi's hair or something.]
Alright. You seem so determined to use this for something creative, so I can't find it in me to stop you...But I love this idea, fufu~ Should we save them for anyone who tries to come for us? Or simply unleash our whole store upon him?
[A beat.
He leans in, eyes shining, and smooths a hand over Mayoi's hair with a soft giggle.]
Maybe if I keep doing this, you'll be more prepared to enact havoc on those who have wronged you~
[Oh, Rui likes his idea...! He will look very happy about that and kind of. Lean into the attention he is getting. Ah ...this Master is spoiling him a lot. He's never had that before, but he likes it. Dangerous...]
The fireworks could be quite pretty if we were to save them all for one big bang... I can make traps out of lesser materials to protect your tower sufficiently, I think...
[He pauses, finding himself getting too cozy with the attention, and opens his eyes again to look at him.]
I would be happy to earn more of it...if such a thing is possible.
Of course! I am an artist above all else~ And it would be very, very artistic to let you have input on this project especially. You see, my reputation amongst sorcerers, apart from being a master of destruction and growth, is...
As an eccentric who both keeps to himself and is crazily unpredictable! Not that I think it's accurate, bar the keeping to myself bit, but it lends itself to this plan. If I send your master a little gift, there's going to be suspicion of course, but we have suspension of disbelief, somewhat.
[It's soothing doling out this sort of attention in return, but-- no, this is already too much, this is. This is too personal. So Rui pulls his hand away and turns towards the workbench, motioning at all of his various pots of...Bullshit.]
You will, I'm sure. But we have work to do. And I want to see what traps you come up with! I can spice them up, perhaps. Fufu~
[Aw, so that is all he is allowed for now. That's okay, it was far more than he probably deserves, so he will savor it. Instead he snaps to his feet, motivated and a little embarrassed that he almost forgot that he was supposed to be ...cleaning up.]
Ah- of course! Forgive me- [His hands flick out. His clipboard is back, hovering next to him as he begins meticulously locating and separating all the pieces of shattered glass by color using his own magic. The streaks of red in his hair begin to glow.]
Master Kamishiro would have an element of surprise ...particularly if no one has tracked my escape out this far. I tried ...very hard to get as far as I could. I also seem to lack information on you personally, despite ...ah...
[OHOHOHO, motivation...Fantastic. He'll keep that in mind. Especially when it appears that Mayoi's desire for order and organisation, detail-oriented busywork, spreads far and wide indeed.
(A burst of affection and pride slips through the bond before he can snatch it back, when he sees those red streaks glow in Mayoi's hair. Oopsies! :) )]
--Oh? Even better, even better~ I've gained an intelligence master, I forgot~ Smart little Mayoi~ If he thinks that I'm a simple stranger, then all's the better. I can forge friendship right off the bat, no toadying...I loathe toadying. Anyway, you get all those together, pick out what you want kept, and I'm going to get to work finding my favourite spells for maximum pain. Then you can share everything your vengeful little brain has cooked up in the meantime~
Though I really doubt that I have to go for anything bar the classics, personally. But you never know! There are a lot of ways to make things suddenly grow bigger.
[Mayoi only falters for just a moment as he feels it, wondering if he misunderstood, but no. That bond does not lie, and so Mayoi thinks he will take those little feelings and keep them very close to his chest, just for him. Rui may get something in response, something like ...relief and happiness, though it is also brief.]
...Ah, to call me an intelligence master, is a bit of an overestimation. I do not believe I was any good at my job, but ...
[Mayoi pauses in what he's doing and his clipboard shifts into a notebook. It becomes solid as he takes hold of it and he offers it to Rui.]
If you would like opportunities to forge such a connection, I have his scheduler right here. You could ...feasibly track his movements for the next six weeks in here, if you'd like.
[His organization does not take long, though, and the glass will be neatly sorted in under an hour. He will meticulously section away the glass he'd like to keep for his little project. It's a very modest amount of glass.]
[goddamn it he's been read for filth fucking shit ass hell
Not that he's unhappy with the relief and happiness returned. But man. Man. He definitely averts his gaze to that notebook once it's offered, frantically clinging onto any diversion. So hard that he just offers a grunt of acquiescence and thumbs through it instead, and then through his bookshelves. Where had that design sketch even gotten to...?
It's maybe just over an hour when he realises that Mayoi's not flitting about quite so feverishly, and slams the tome he'd been perusing shut, because of course he'd gotten distracted in his search for the sketch by the thought of Making Shit Blow Up. Okay, no, that's more than enough time to be Normal again. This is fine.]
...So tell me why, exactly, any sorcerer who so wanted a familiar would be displeased with you? Rhetorical, of course, and intended to simply show you that you're very useful to have around.
But are you artistic. [Because somebody can't find the sketch at all, in the end, and he has an idea.]
[It's okay, he won't acknowledge it, he knows better.]
[Anyway, Mayoi is slowing down now that he's more or less done with his task, so when Rui slams the book shut he squeaks in alarm, which is something Rui is just going to have to get used to when he makes sudden loud noises around Mayoi, and snaps his attention to him.]
E-Eh? [He's asking for a list...? Oh, no, it's rhetorical. But. Ah...] H-How so...? I. I can think of a lot of reasons a Master would be unhappy with me. My previous Master was almost always unhappy with me...
Yes, but your previous Master, as we've established, is a fool, a buffoon, and completely undeserving of your companionship and loyalty. So disregard him entirely. You're going to make me a new design for the window, and then you're going to tell me about your hobbies so that we can figure out how to set you up a space to indulge.
That's an order~
[Underlined by Rui pointing dramatically at Mayoi, of course. Even if he's smiling wide, sugar sweet, the steely undertone he's been trying to convey this whole time has finally mustered itself back up.]
Even if you won't live here forever, I think that you should have a part of this place. A reminder, somewhere, that you escaped. The window you broke to freedom.
[Eep! He's serious! Mayoi looks so gobsmacked for a moment he doesn't know what to say at first.]
A-An order? [Well, that means he has to listen, then. His eyes dart around a moment as he starts to think about designs and what can be done for the window.]
I-I ...yes. I can do that, if um. If there are any preferences for the motif you have...? Ah, I can draft something up by tonight, I think.
[Look at the gears turn, he is having so many thoughts right now.]
O-Oh, right and, I've finished sorting the glass. I've gotten most it up I think barring some very small particles my magic couldn't detect. This small pile here is what I would like permission to keep if possible, but all the rest is for your bombs.
Take your time-- well, no. That's a lie, I need the glass to enchant against malintent as soon as we can manage it. But put whatever you please; we can use the coloured glass you've put aside for the design, and I'll just...Sort out the plain glass otherwise.
[It's Just That Easy, apparently; he waves dismissively at the thought of whatever work he needs to do to get glass panes going, far more interested in the shards gathered for destruction and death!
Time to slip in close under the guise of 'taking a look' and provide a little positive reinforcement, probably. By placing a hand firmly between Mayoi's shoulder blades! Simple, casual, and with a good burst of approval and pride through the bond to boot.] Alright. Leave what you don't want where it is, and I'll get to work building those bombs, fufu~ Heat, expansion...Perhaps rainbow smoke? No, that's too obvious. I'd like to keep you safe and sound, where possible. Petals is far more neutral.
Ah-- anyway. You have your task, and I mine. Shall we reconvene when you think I should eat next?
[Ah, yes, its true he should not linger on the task long for very good reasons. He nods. The sooner the window is fixed the better. Mayoi would like to start thinking about making sure the tower is secure, too, just in case...]
Understood. I'll fetch Master Kamishiro for lunch when it is ready, and we can speak of progress.
[He thinks he has some ideas already so it should not be too hard. The problem will always be his perfectionism getting in the way, but that's an issue Rui doesn't need to know about.]
Ah- petals... [He pauses, worried for a moment he is speaking out of turn, but that encouragement. That approval and pride, it spurs him forward and he speaks up with a steadier voice.]
Blue ...blue roses. That is what it can be if such a thing is possible.
[Way too loud for delicate ears, and the way his face falls for a moment after says that he remembers all too late. Sorry, little buddy...Honest mistake. But then the rapture resumes, and that hand between Mayoi's shoulder blades slides around his shoulders altogether, a one-armed hug as though they're already brothers.
They kind of are? They're bound, and Mayoi's got a flair for the theatrical that Rui's absolutely devouring here, so it probably works? no that's called being gay, useless] Blue rose petals! Understated in form, but striking in colour...Plausible deniability with the romantic nature of a rose...And stunning! A punchy visual!
Mayoi. Can I have a lock of your hair, before you go?
[It's okay, he doesn't poof into a bat this time. He's more or less expecting Rui's theatrics now, so it's just his natural jumpiness here that really makes him react. To his benefit, he does not react poorly to being brought in close like this, though he is still naturally tense.]
O-Oh...you gave them such meaning. Y-yes, I ...ah...
[He feels a little too embarrassed to admit that ...in this little theoretical future that he does think about sometimes, his emblem ...his emblem would have blue roses.]
M... My hair?
[Well. He doesn't see why not? He will reach up and pull a lock free of his mop of hair. He ...used to keep it up neat and tidy for his previous master, but it's simply just been an unkempt mess since he crashed through the window.]
A finger's length should do. It's the perfect colour, with a lock of my own.
[With his free arm, he snatches up a clean dagger from the bench and-- finally lets Mayoi free, if only to lop some of his own hair off. A blue-toned lock, minimal purple content, held out in his hand as he hands the dagger over and keeps his hand outstretched to receive The Offering.]
It's been a while since I've had the chance to make special effects such as these, so I might be rusty, but we'll see~ [Time to mash...Their hair together...like a fucking weirdo. It's an interesting blend, to be sure, and even more interesting once Rui presses it to his lips and blows gently.
Each hair winds together, melds and stretches and flutters as though he's blowing glass, or bubbles, from what they've given. Red magic winds in between as well, but doesn't change the colour at all, which is a bonus; the cyan and aubergine meld into a rich royal colour, striking, inhuman, even as they curl and thin out into delicate rose petals, arranged atop a blue head and stem. Then another rose, and another, and another, and another another another, until Rui's blowing against multiple cut stems.]
...I forgot the green, but it doesn't matter. Looks better this way, don't you think?
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[Thankfully he lets go of Mayoi pretty quickly, turning his attention to one of the many bookshelves embedded in the walls. HMMMM...] ...Alright. I'll start looking for the original sketch; leave the actual open jars and whatnot to me, so that you can't go blaming yourself if something goes wrong. I know you would~ Silly little Mayoi~
Then we can reassemble it together so that no one gets too worn out. Or repurpose it, certainly...Waste not wan--
[IDEA.
He stops dead. Then throws his arms out wide with a loud, obnoxious bark of laughter.] I know how we can repurpose them! We'll use them in our revenge! Mayoi! Get to work. We'll use these to cause the most harm! I can make a silly old window any day, but broken glass, or glass dust...Fufufufufufu, we'd be fools to turn this chance down!
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Hiiieee!!
[Rui startles Mayoi so badly that he poofs right back into his bat form and then flutters gracelessly to the ground.]
E-Eh...?? Revenge?? Glass dust...?? A-Ah, yes, right away!
[Give him a second to sort himself back out again, pay no mind to the way he flip-flops around on the ground like a fish out of water.]
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[Better scoop The Bat up before he gets stood on, though. And this way Rui can monologue directly to the audience, mania plastered on his face and chest heaving with excited breaths.]
Do you know my specialty, dear creature? Do you want to know?! I make things swell and grow in size! I make them explode!
Do you want him gone? Gone, for what he's done?! I can do it! I can shred him into tatters!
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[He isn't sure how to feel right now. He does want his revenge, which is its own guilt he's had to unravel for various reasons, but to see him so gleeful about it on his behalf. Ah, and to strike at someone as high standing as his previous master, wouldn't that cause a lot of problems...?]
[There is also the glass ...he had wanted to repair it, so that it could be pretty again. Using it to destroy someone so vile instead leaves him feeling uneasy. What does he do? What does he say?]
[Maybe all of that concentrated worry in Rui's direction is the reason it's taken this long to trigger one of the traits of their bond. A bit of that anxiety flows in from Mayoi, perhaps it will be enough to snap Rui out of it for a moment so Mayoi can get a word in.]
Mm...M-Master Kamishiro..! Wait..!
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Huh. He's never felt like that from such a genius plan. Is it--]
...You don't like the plan?
[Stilting, though not with disapproval. Just surprise that he's feeling this at all. It's like someone's tipped water over his head (apart from himself), and he's still reeling from that sharp wave of panic.]
...You...Don't like--
Ah. It's-- from the bond? That makes sense when we're-- Yes, I see. This is inconvenient. But it's revenge for you, so it only makes sense that you enjoy it as much as I do...I don't know if I can handle such a moral restraint for science in the future, though.
[Finally he stops mumbling to himself in awe and blinks owlishly, before staring at his little familiar with a strange expression.] Mayoi. I'm not always going to take your feelings into consideration. Even if this is something that we can do, I will not expect it to hold sway over my decisions otherwise, either way. You understand?
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[Oh dear. Oh dear, it bled through. For a brief second the anxiety spikes before very suddenly it is gone entirely. Mayoi is left breathing ragged, which looks kind of pathetic in his small bat form, but after a moment he will finally speak.]
P-Please forgive me, it won't happen again. I can block it out, the bond- the bond is still fresh and I didn't realize I wasn't already doing so.
[...He's gotten his attention, though, so he should at least try to clear up his intention.]
...I want. I want revenge on him, but not at the expense of another. He ...he can ruin people, Master Kamishiro, I do not want us to strike unless we are very prepared, because I do not wish to lose you in the process.
[A beat, and then quieter.]
Please ...I beg you to not take this the wrong way, he is simply a very fearsome person. I have done terrible things in his name, I know the ways he might destroy someone without ever setting foot near them.
I also ...feel that he is undeserving of your pretty glass.
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And I didn't intend to let him live afterward to ruin either of us, but if you're truly so concerned, then so it goes. Come on then, we'll think of other ideas as we work. [Deposit Bat On Bench, Rake Hands Through Hair To Regroup.]
...Are you certain that making glass shards suddenly grow in size inside of him won't make you feel better.
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Ah, my opinion, I have been told, is rotten and worthless, so ...I was surprised ...that you would want such a thing.
[A pause and after a moment he will return to his humanoid form. His ears flick back for a moment before they perk back up.]
I don't think that it's a poor idea. I worry of retaliation from others. He has many allies, unfortunately.
[He falls quiet for a moment, thinking on Rui's words. Putting it like that does make him consider it a bit more now that he isn't just caught off guard.]
It would, I think ...but. [And then he gets shy, suddenly.]
Would you care to hear one of my thoughts?
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Alright, fire away. Your opinion is yours, so I want to hear it.
[Is that...Is that soft enough? Encouraging? Maybe if he reaches over to pat Mayoi's hair or something.]
Go on.
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[That gives him some confidence, so he manages to finally speak up.]
There is quite a lot of it, so, if we made glass bombs out of most of it, but saved a bit of the remaining ...I would like to make something with it.
[And then he pauses for a moment, adding]
Ah, I bet one could enchant the glass dust to heat up while it expands inside of a person...
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[A beat.
He leans in, eyes shining, and smooths a hand over Mayoi's hair with a soft giggle.]
Maybe if I keep doing this, you'll be more prepared to enact havoc on those who have wronged you~
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The fireworks could be quite pretty if we were to save them all for one big bang... I can make traps out of lesser materials to protect your tower sufficiently, I think...
[He pauses, finding himself getting too cozy with the attention, and opens his eyes again to look at him.]
I would be happy to earn more of it...if such a thing is possible.
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As an eccentric who both keeps to himself and is crazily unpredictable! Not that I think it's accurate, bar the keeping to myself bit, but it lends itself to this plan. If I send your master a little gift, there's going to be suspicion of course, but we have suspension of disbelief, somewhat.
[It's soothing doling out this sort of attention in return, but-- no, this is already too much, this is. This is too personal. So Rui pulls his hand away and turns towards the workbench, motioning at all of his various pots of...Bullshit.]
You will, I'm sure. But we have work to do. And I want to see what traps you come up with! I can spice them up, perhaps. Fufu~
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Ah- of course! Forgive me- [His hands flick out. His clipboard is back, hovering next to him as he begins meticulously locating and separating all the pieces of shattered glass by color using his own magic. The streaks of red in his hair begin to glow.]
Master Kamishiro would have an element of surprise ...particularly if no one has tracked my escape out this far. I tried ...very hard to get as far as I could. I also seem to lack information on you personally, despite ...ah...
My prior work...
[Which is a little unpleasant to think about.]
Such a thing could be used to our advantage.
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(A burst of affection and pride slips through the bond before he can snatch it back, when he sees those red streaks glow in Mayoi's hair. Oopsies! :) )]
--Oh? Even better, even better~ I've gained an intelligence master, I forgot~ Smart little Mayoi~ If he thinks that I'm a simple stranger, then all's the better. I can forge friendship right off the bat, no toadying...I loathe toadying. Anyway, you get all those together, pick out what you want kept, and I'm going to get to work finding my favourite spells for maximum pain. Then you can share everything your vengeful little brain has cooked up in the meantime~
Though I really doubt that I have to go for anything bar the classics, personally. But you never know! There are a lot of ways to make things suddenly grow bigger.
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...Ah, to call me an intelligence master, is a bit of an overestimation. I do not believe I was any good at my job, but ...
[Mayoi pauses in what he's doing and his clipboard shifts into a notebook. It becomes solid as he takes hold of it and he offers it to Rui.]
If you would like opportunities to forge such a connection, I have his scheduler right here. You could ...feasibly track his movements for the next six weeks in here, if you'd like.
[His organization does not take long, though, and the glass will be neatly sorted in under an hour. He will meticulously section away the glass he'd like to keep for his little project. It's a very modest amount of glass.]
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Not that he's unhappy with the relief and happiness returned. But man. Man. He definitely averts his gaze to that notebook once it's offered, frantically clinging onto any diversion. So hard that he just offers a grunt of acquiescence and thumbs through it instead, and then through his bookshelves. Where had that design sketch even gotten to...?
It's maybe just over an hour when he realises that Mayoi's not flitting about quite so feverishly, and slams the tome he'd been perusing shut, because of course he'd gotten distracted in his search for the sketch by the thought of Making Shit Blow Up. Okay, no, that's more than enough time to be Normal again. This is fine.]
...So tell me why, exactly, any sorcerer who so wanted a familiar would be displeased with you? Rhetorical, of course, and intended to simply show you that you're very useful to have around.
But are you artistic. [Because somebody can't find the sketch at all, in the end, and he has an idea.]
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[Anyway, Mayoi is slowing down now that he's more or less done with his task, so when Rui slams the book shut he squeaks in alarm, which is something Rui is just going to have to get used to when he makes sudden loud noises around Mayoi, and snaps his attention to him.]
E-Eh? [He's asking for a list...? Oh, no, it's rhetorical. But. Ah...] H-How so...? I. I can think of a lot of reasons a Master would be unhappy with me. My previous Master was almost always unhappy with me...
[...Artistic, though.] Oh... um.
I have a few ...creative hobbies ...
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That's an order~
[Underlined by Rui pointing dramatically at Mayoi, of course. Even if he's smiling wide, sugar sweet, the steely undertone he's been trying to convey this whole time has finally mustered itself back up.]
Even if you won't live here forever, I think that you should have a part of this place. A reminder, somewhere, that you escaped. The window you broke to freedom.
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A-An order? [Well, that means he has to listen, then. His eyes dart around a moment as he starts to think about designs and what can be done for the window.]
I-I ...yes. I can do that, if um. If there are any preferences for the motif you have...? Ah, I can draft something up by tonight, I think.
[Look at the gears turn, he is having so many thoughts right now.]
O-Oh, right and, I've finished sorting the glass. I've gotten most it up I think barring some very small particles my magic couldn't detect. This small pile here is what I would like permission to keep if possible, but all the rest is for your bombs.
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[It's Just That Easy, apparently; he waves dismissively at the thought of whatever work he needs to do to get glass panes going, far more interested in the shards gathered for destruction and death!
Time to slip in close under the guise of 'taking a look' and provide a little positive reinforcement, probably. By placing a hand firmly between Mayoi's shoulder blades! Simple, casual, and with a good burst of approval and pride through the bond to boot.] Alright. Leave what you don't want where it is, and I'll get to work building those bombs, fufu~ Heat, expansion...Perhaps rainbow smoke? No, that's too obvious. I'd like to keep you safe and sound, where possible. Petals is far more neutral.
Ah-- anyway. You have your task, and I mine. Shall we reconvene when you think I should eat next?
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Understood. I'll fetch Master Kamishiro for lunch when it is ready, and we can speak of progress.
[He thinks he has some ideas already so it should not be too hard. The problem will always be his perfectionism getting in the way, but that's an issue Rui doesn't need to know about.]
Ah- petals... [He pauses, worried for a moment he is speaking out of turn, but that encouragement. That approval and pride, it spurs him forward and he speaks up with a steadier voice.]
Blue ...blue roses. That is what it can be if such a thing is possible.
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[Way too loud for delicate ears, and the way his face falls for a moment after says that he remembers all too late. Sorry, little buddy...Honest mistake. But then the rapture resumes, and that hand between Mayoi's shoulder blades slides around his shoulders altogether, a one-armed hug as though they're already brothers.
They kind of are? They're bound, and Mayoi's got a flair for the theatrical that Rui's absolutely devouring here, so it probably works?
no that's called being gay, useless] Blue rose petals! Understated in form, but striking in colour...Plausible deniability with the romantic nature of a rose...And stunning! A punchy visual!Mayoi. Can I have a lock of your hair, before you go?
[what the actual fuck]
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[It's okay, he doesn't poof into a bat this time. He's more or less expecting Rui's theatrics now, so it's just his natural jumpiness here that really makes him react. To his benefit, he does not react poorly to being brought in close like this, though he is still naturally tense.]
O-Oh...you gave them such meaning. Y-yes, I ...ah...
[He feels a little too embarrassed to admit that ...in this little theoretical future that he does think about sometimes, his emblem ...his emblem would have blue roses.]
M... My hair?
[Well. He doesn't see why not? He will reach up and pull a lock free of his mop of hair. He ...used to keep it up neat and tidy for his previous master, but it's simply just been an unkempt mess since he crashed through the window.]
How much...?
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[With his free arm, he snatches up a clean dagger from the bench and-- finally lets Mayoi free, if only to lop some of his own hair off. A blue-toned lock, minimal purple content, held out in his hand as he hands the dagger over and keeps his hand outstretched to receive The Offering.]
It's been a while since I've had the chance to make special effects such as these, so I might be rusty, but we'll see~ [Time to mash...Their hair together...like a fucking weirdo. It's an interesting blend, to be sure, and even more interesting once Rui presses it to his lips and blows gently.
Each hair winds together, melds and stretches and flutters as though he's blowing glass, or bubbles, from what they've given. Red magic winds in between as well, but doesn't change the colour at all, which is a bonus; the cyan and aubergine meld into a rich royal colour, striking, inhuman, even as they curl and thin out into delicate rose petals, arranged atop a blue head and stem. Then another rose, and another, and another, and another another another, until Rui's blowing against multiple cut stems.]
...I forgot the green, but it doesn't matter. Looks better this way, don't you think?
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oh my god why is he so fucking cute, jami???
because he is an adorable wet cat with pathetic eyes how can you resist
i just want to clean his eyes and put him in a jar _(:'37 L)_
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https://images.plurk.com/4aw7QsrYOI0dZTiYtxn3tJ.png
GOD I LOVE HIM I TUCKS THIS IN MY FOLDER X( look at him holding the chicken omg
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