[--No, not the cheek! He squeaks and makes a pitiful little noise. Such a little Uuuu!]
I-I find that very hard to believe... But even one day like this has been ...so much nicer than one I'm used to, Master Kamishiro...
[Ah, but he does not want to be bald! So he straightens up with a little eep! and that eep turns into an EEK! because of that ass slap, holy shit. It sure works to motivate him! And also his entire face is burning so he doesn't dare turn around and let Rui see. He will scurry off like hell itself is on his heels and get to work.]
[Rui gets some uninterrupted peace for a few hours before the smell of something tasty being cooked starts to fill the tower. Mayoi has decided that their lunch will be some baked chicken chopped up into sandwiches and some fruit on the side. The fruit is mostly for Mayoi. He is eating strawberries while he works and he is so happy about it.]
[Thankfully, a few hours is all Bomb Maker Extraordinaire Rui Kamishiro needs, at least to get most of his work done, so he drifts on down to the kitchen in decent time.
Only half an hour late! Very good, by his standards. Though-- of course he doesn't announce himself. He's quite content to just lean in the doorway and listen, because...If just this much freedom ("freedom", where he still has to earn his keep and get ordered around) is making Mayoi blossom so readily, then...That just cements Rui's desire to bomb the fuck out of his old master.
Also because it'll be fucking funny.
But, you know. Summoning a familiar from the Hell Cum Dimension and binding them unto you, just to treat them like shit seems such a waste of time and effort. It's much more fun to just see what the fuck a funny little guy like this does with what space he's been given, you know? Like the singing. Whether the bond betrays him first, or his own humming along does, Rui's not sure, but simple happiness (affection?) starts bleeding through as he hums nonetheless.]
[Oh ...that is such a warm feeling. He isn't used to so much positivity through the bonds that is catches him off guard for a moment, and his own singing begins to falter. Ah, but when he realizes Rui is humming along he at least finds his voice again enough to finish whatever particular line in the song he was on.]
[A bit red in the face, he bows.]
Master Kamishiro...! I've just about finished cleaning up, ah ...but lunch is set out on the table. I-I hope you will find it acceptable!
[He sits down at the table, feet propped up on the chair opposite, and picks a sandwich up to more closely examine the filling. ...No visible vegetal, safe for consumption...Alright.
As he absolutely fucking hoes in, Rui turns his attention back to Mayoi, eyebrows raised and mouth full of chicken and bread.]
Sho. What song'sh-- [SWALLOW, FOOL.] --that? Were you a master of entertainment, as well as intelligence? Because you're very pleasant to the ears. You're welcome to sing whenever you feel like it, unless I'm asleep.
...If I'm asleep, I'll come and throttle you for waking me up. Fufufu~
[Mayoi does not join him at the table just yet, but he holds his bowl of fruit very close and shakes his head.]
I-I wouldn't dream of disturbing you! Ah... my singing, it isn't worthy of any praise. I um. I sometimes got to view shows when in my previous master's company. I enjoyed them so ...I tried to remember some of the songs.
[Oh, it looks like he is enjoying lunch. That's good. Working around his no veggie rule is a little tricky, but its a nice challenge. He wonders if making sauces out of vegetables counts? Or as seasoning? If he were to stuff a chicken with chopped onions but then remove them later, would that count?]
May I ask you something that you may scold me for...?
So you think my praise is worthless, then? Should I stop giving it to you already? They grow up so fast...
[He waves that off, though; just a jab, nothing more. He knows full well how Mayoi is, or thinks he does, at any rate. And the sandwich hits too hard for him to give a shit about debating self-confidence.] Maybe we'll go into town one day, and you can attend a show while I look for reagents.
At any rate, ask away. The worst that can happen is a scolding, and nothing more. And sit already, won't you? You're making me feel awkward in my own damn tower.
[Oh, is he waving it off? They've moved on? Mayoi is extremely tense for a few moments ready to throw himself back on the ground to ask for forgiveness, but then the way he just moves along to the next subject is enough of a shock to stop him cold.]
[Everything ...is fine...? Is it...? Was... Master Kamishiro just messing with him...?]
Oh... [He would like to go to a show, though. To be allowed to do such a thing ...]
[Ah, right. His question. Mayoi's ears, which have been comically going up and down nonstop in the past 20 seconds while he tries to figure out what emotional extreme he's going to settle on, finally decide to swivel back in thought.]
[He also. Gently shuffles over to the table to sit on the edge of a chair, holding his fruit like he's afraid it will get taken from him.]
It was just a question about your dietary restrictions. Ah ...I was curious if it was a deadly allergy or just a general distaste, and if it extended to things like ...ah, for example, one might make a soup broth or a marinade with onions or garlic for flavor. Those can be strained out if it's a texture issue. S-Sorry, if this is a stupid question.
[He knew this was coming, and yet, even the thought of having to eat actual vegetable...
Rui's expression turns into almost a whole-face pucker. Which is tragic, because he'd been quite enjoying watching Mayoi's ears do their thing right up until the mention of.......veg. Alas.]
...
No allergy.
[He shudders, turning the sandwich over in his hands; his appetite's quite dried up for the moment, but it'd be a waste (and an insult) to just put it aside, wouldn't it? And this particular familiar just seems too delicate right now to handle that sort of blow.] If you can strain them out, then it's...
I'll try it. And we can use the vegetables to help our herbs and other reagents grow better, once they've cooled...They'd have nutrients that the plants would greatly appreciate. There's a garden around the side of the tower with chickens, if you hadn't noticed yet, and that's where all food scraps go. To mulch, or to the chickens.
[ejdugehehhghghgd his skin's still crawling, give him a moment.] It's not a stupid question, however; I'm glad that you asked it. Most of the time, when I was younger, people wouldn't give me that much respect at all. So I'm not mad at you at all; are we clear? Quite the opposite. Very appreciative. Just also repulsed.
[Oh, it is ...possibly closer to a phobia! Ah, he is a little surprised, but that does give him a much better idea of how careful he should be. If it's something he understands, its being repulsed by certain things that seem irrational.]
[So he nods very thoughtfully, ears flicking up.]
We may try that, ...but if it will not work, then I will just adjust my repertoire to better cater to your needs. It will not be difficult ...I only wanted a better idea of what I could or couldn't do. Do herbs fall into that category as well...?
[Ah, he shakes his head a little at the gratitude. It's unexpected, but its nice, however ah ...it's hard for him to accept. Much like Master Kamishiro's vegetables.]
I see ...so you have a composting set up as well as a garden ...ah, I'd very much like to see that...
[He likes gardens ...and! And he can collect eggs from the chickens probably? Yes, that would be a nice little chore if Rui allows him.]
Ah...herbs are fine. But typically, they're also purely for flavour, and readily removed or almost seamlessly integrated into the food, so they don't set me off. Or...Perhaps it's simply because I've worked with them so long already, that I've become desensitised? Either way, I'll give you feedback as required, for better and worse~
[Okay, his stomach's settled now. Time to absolutely mow down the rest of his sandwich with relish, before propping his chin up on both hands and leaning over the table.]
Mayoi~ Do you want to see the chickens? They're very friendly; once they get to know you, you can hand-feed them~ And if you feed them certain blends of herbs from the garden, they may even change colour or size~ The soil's been tinged with magic, after all. Fufu~
And the eggs are very good for things other than eating. Yolks for hair, whites for skin. ...If you're interested in that sort of thing.
[Mayoi takes a dignified bite out of a strawberry.]
I will make a note of that, theeeen.
[Please little hum as he summons his clipboard to switch around some recipe notes. Fufufu he has much pondering to do over the next week's meal plan, yes-]
A-Ah, I would be delighted to see them...! I wonder i-if Master Kamishiro would let me tend to them now and again ...
[Yes, okay, he is pleased about meeting the chickens. Weird critter to critter communication.]
[Hm. He wonders if HE would turn weird colors and sizes if he ate the herbs... he glances at his fruit bowl for a moment before he crunches on another strawberry.]
We can go see them after lunch, so you'd better eat that food quickly. And if you want to tend to them...I don't see why not. They're mostly self-sufficient, but it's always good to keep an eye on them, I think.
[Rui's attention turns to the strawberry Mayoi's nibbling on, now that he's done eating, and he leans a little more.]
...Do you enjoy the fruit you've eaten here, by the way? Just out of curiosity, since I've been doing a little experimentation with the flavours...Combining various flavours and textures, that sort of thing.
Though it's minimal at the moment. But if you're enjoying it, then I can't say I'm disappointed with my progress. You look very cute while you're eating, fufufu~
because he is an adorable wet cat with pathetic eyes how can you resist
[Ah, today is a very good day! It has been pretty much all day. It has been a good day unlike any other day he has had, truthfully, but it keeps getting better! Chickens...]
Eh? [Oh, so he had been experimenting on that. That's not really a huge surprise. Probably. He does regard his fruit bowl thoughtfully.]
Mm! I did notice the taste to be different than what I expected, though I wasn't sure what to blame it on ...but they are lovely. I've been happy to eat them...
[Of course that compliment causes him to stop and burn red with embarrassment. Ah, he was called cute. He thinks he is very uncute actually. Ah, what does he dooooooo.]
I-I-I see... I am glad ...Master Kamishiro finds me acceptable to look at while eating...
[What else can he say ...he is not used to positive reinforcement. It's hard to deal with. He delicately eats a blueberry.]
Ah- but ...um. The report. I have progress on the tasks you gave me earlier...
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i just want to clean his eyes and put him in a jar _(:'37 L)_
Don't worry. There's no negative side effects, at least in the short term. Or for the next...Ten years, going by my current state. You'll be fine to keep eating produce from here, at any rate.
[He just smiles serenely, deciding to not bully Mayoi any further with compliments for now. He'll even resist the urge to reach over and tap against one of those big, fluffy, batty ears. The things Rui does to be a good master...
!!! oh this is interesting though. He slides across the table even more, eyes wide and smile curving more, right up until he's standing again and he's pretty much just. In Mayoi's face.] Oh? Do tell. I'm curious~ I've finished the bombs, for the record, so we just need to do a little retracing your magical steps and we can deliver them~
When you think it'd be best, that is. I'll let you decide the when, since this is for you.
[His mercy and benevolence will not be forgotten.]
[But, yes, Mayoi will flick his wrists out again. Instead of his clipboard, what appears is a large drafting sheet where he has done a few designs for the window. It looks very nice actually, like Mayoi does a bit of sketching regularly, or like he has to plan projects.]
Ah, s-so ...my idea isn't a particularly creative one but ...I started with your sun as the centerpiece and then here ...[And Mayoi will begin explaining that he took the sun and then it's mirror opposite, the moon, and created a mosaic that features lots of magic theory complimentary symbolism.]
It's ...the magical theory of balance. W-Which I am sure you are well familiar with! Ah, it's um. If it's a stupid idea, I understand. I can try again until you like it...
[While he'd been passionate in explaining, as soon as he was done he got terribly shy and guarded again. Always willing to try and express himself but then bracing for backlash even if he knows it won't happen.]
[Ah, the drafting sheet forces space back between them, so Rui shuffles back over his side of the table and behaves himself for once. It's a classical design, something timeless that likely won't get changed on a whim like his own creations...And if he ever wanted to become reputable, someone to be hired instead of avoided, then this would be a wonderful business sign of sorts for passers-by.
He hums, listening to Mayoi's explanation and admiring the details with eagle eyes, before holding a hand up as soon as all that protective kowtowing starts up.]
I have a suggestion. Otherwise, it's quite serviceable.
Can you fit a blue rose in the design? Or do we lack the glass required? If so, I can make more, so don't worry about that. Every artist deserves his calling card, is all. Don't you think?
[Yes, you see, you can tease him all you like but that means Mayoi will be just bold enough to cut it off if there is a convenient means. Like putting a large drafting sheet (made of magic? probably? I am still working out how Mayoi's main magic works) between them.]
[Mayoi goes silent when he puts his hand up, effectively stopping him for spiraling into self-flagellation as he is inclined to do. Even if it hadn't what he says actually stuns him silent for a moment, uncomprehending.]
...E-Eh? A blue rose...?
[Why would he want him to ...wait. Oh!! Oh!! He's caught on?? That he likes the blue rose enough that it means something to him??? Did he perceive it as his personal signature!?!? He thought he was being subtle!! (he wasn't)]
[His face flushes again with the sort of embarrassment one might if a parent found your sketchbook.]
I-I ...yes, y-yes, I think I can- I just. Um. T-That is to say ...i-is it really okay to put that in the design...? The blue rose. It's ...
[How does he even say this.]
I-I'm sorry, this must seem...like I am being arrogant. I chose such an elegant looking motif for ...f-for if I were to ever have an emblem of my own. I'm sure it doesn't suit me. It could make your window look gaudy ...
[CUTE.....please keep fighting back, man bat...Rui is thriving on it. Which explains the fucking face that he pulls when Mayoi realises he's been clocked. Smug as fuck. Lashes lowered, teeth bared, all as he slips back into his seat and leans back a little. Punchable, tbqh.]
Mm. Mayoi~ Silly little thing~ I wouldn't ask if I thought it would be ugly. Blue roses are something I associate with you now, and that's all there is to it.
[Though...Interesting choice for an emblem. Not too avant-garde or anything, given that sorcerers are a dramatic bunch anyway, but it's still more...Theatrical and elegant, than some shit like 'here's a lightning bolt' or 'a big fuck off sword with flames'. Even Rui's is only basic, more an abstraction of explosions than anything else.
It's not practical for clothing or jewellery, not quite so easily replicated. And yet, that just makes it all the more badass.]
Put it in somewhere. That's an order. It's up to you, where it goes. And if it didn't suit you, then I would tell you. But it does. It did ever since I put one behind your ear earlier.
[Oh, he does still have it in his hair, doesn’t he. Yes, he was so taken by it, he couldn’t bear taking it out. He reaches up to touch it again, thoughtfully. Then, he looks down at the drafting sheet and …then he gets an idea. Like a little lightbulb going off and suddenly his pencil is in his hand again.]
[With meticulous care, Mayoi begins to sketch out a rose into the the moon. Its stem curves along the edges with petals delicately spilling from the bud.]
…I can simplify it further to better accommodate the nature of stained glass, but I think this …this is the place I would like for it to go.
[And then, of course, he looks up before he allows himself to be too bold, quickly stifling that short burst of confidence he seems to allow himself ever now and again. He looks for Rui’s approval.]
[Better. Rui's expression switches back into genuine interest instead of whatever the fuck he was just doing, and he lets his gaze drop after a few seconds to follow Mayoi's pencil.
After a few seconds, of course. Just to admire the flower in his hair. That's all.]
Excellent; we were on the same wavelength, I see. The moon also suits you well, and if you'd asked me prior to pick an emblem, I'd have chosen something lunar. ...But then, an emblem is so personal that my input matters little at all~
Anyway. It's very much more than serviceable, so it's going. But first, put that back away and we'll go see the chickens. Consider it your reward or something, for that hard work.
[He watches intently and ...hopefully as Rui gives his approval and he can't help the way a smile creeps onto his face as he looks back down at the design. Ah ...it was praise, but it was praise that was easy for him to swallow. And of course, that observation about lunar things fitting him. Yes, he will keep this in mind.]
[He banishes the paper and stands up, looking at ease in a way he hasn't so far. Like maaaaaybe, finally, enough of the fear has finally left him.]
[And also because he's excited about seeing the chickens.]
Yes! T-Thank you...! I am ...glad that Master Kamishiro approves.
[Oh! Wait there is something he forgot. He suddenly fishes in his robes for a pocket.]
A-Ah, forgive me, but I forgot something ...! You asked me if I had ...h-had creative hobbies. I found one of them on me, actually--
[Mayoi produces a ...mint tin? Though if Rui takes it in his hands, it will be much weightier than something that holds mints. Opening it will reveal a small diorama on the inside.]
I-I make them out of trash, I suppose...but I find them soothing.
[He takes the tin and motions with his free hand, before opening it very carefully with the daintiest of pushes as they tromp downstairs.
and then promptly nearly trips over himself and falls down the stairs when he actually sees the diorama. Thankfully, he doesn't, because if he did then the diorama would be destroyed, but god isn't it a close call! Just let him lean against the wall of the stairwell for a moment, blinking, before he properly admires it without having to worry about walking.]
I see, I see~ Treasure from trash~ Silly little thing, you should be selling those you can bear to part with. I know that people would buy such artisanal work, and it would be a fine way to support yourself. You might even get a patron...Delicate, lovely art, on such a small scale; truly, your hands are skilled and multitalented, aren't they?
[Then he closes the tin, and holds it back out. Please take it back before he fucking dies.] I can't wait to see you an independent man, fufu~ I want to see which way Mayoi goes~
[Oh god, he lurches forward to try and catch him before he falls. His heart just leapt into his throat. He’s had this kind master for a day, he would not let him slip through his fingers so easy!]
[But, it’s for naught. Rui catches himself and Mayoi is left awkwardly hovering his hands, ready to do unspeakable magic to soften his fall. He settles down when he just. Seems to be looking at his diorama.]
Ah…
[What? Surely he’s joking…]
…A-A patron…? For something like that…? They are not— They’re just little baubles I make. Surely no one would buy such a thing…
[But he stops there, being careful of his words. He’s noticed that Rui will twist his self-loathing into accidentally insulting him by way of calling into question Rui’s praises, so he catches himself this time. Somewhat.]
[He takes the tin back and carefully puts it in his robe pocket.]
T-That is very high praise, though. U-Um, I am glad. That you think highly of them. Thank you
I'm alright. Sorry to spook you like that, but your art caught me quite off guard, fufufu~
[Okay, it's safely secured; they're not actually far from the front door anyway, so sunlight floods in and blasts their eyes soon enough. ...And sure enough, there's a lush vegetable garden (with myriad rainbow vegetables of many sizes, naturally), complete with a little pen for the chickens.]
You know...Maybe I'm being a little dramatic with my praises, but this is entirely truthful: I'd buy one, if you made one that truly called to me. How you've not made a killing amongst sorcerers already mystifies me; we love baubles, trinkets, things that capture moments and make us appear more cultured and arcane than we actually are.
I suppose that's why your last master liked you so much in the first place. Anyway! Here they are, my girls~ [And he throws open the wire gating, letting the hens run loose amongst the garden! Who cares if they eat his veggies? What, like he's going to fucking eat them? Heavens no, he only takes the tiniest amounts for his spells; the rest is all them.
And what ladies they are! A whole flock of bantams of equally myriad colours, dyed faintly watercolour by their rainbow food, with feathers of all textures and shapes. But they are all so squat and fat and fluffy, swarming around Rui and Mayoi once they've had their fill of bugs and vegs.] Here, here, come sit with them. They might peck, but it's only because you look delicious.
[when the fuck did Rui lay on the ground. In his full wizard garb and all, just spread on the dirt, one green, curly-feathered hen sat atop his chest already.]
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I-I find that very hard to believe... But even one day like this has been ...so much nicer than one I'm used to, Master Kamishiro...
[Ah, but he does not want to be bald! So he straightens up with a little eep! and that eep turns into an EEK! because of that ass slap, holy shit. It sure works to motivate him! And also his entire face is burning so he doesn't dare turn around and let Rui see. He will scurry off like hell itself is on his heels and get to work.]
[Rui gets some uninterrupted peace for a few hours before the smell of something tasty being cooked starts to fill the tower. Mayoi has decided that their lunch will be some baked chicken chopped up into sandwiches and some fruit on the side. The fruit is mostly for Mayoi. He is eating strawberries while he works and he is so happy about it.]
[He is also singing to himself.]
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Only half an hour late! Very good, by his standards. Though-- of course he doesn't announce himself. He's quite content to just lean in the doorway and listen, because...If just this much freedom ("freedom", where he still has to earn his keep and get ordered around) is making Mayoi blossom so readily, then...That just cements Rui's desire to bomb the fuck out of his old master.
Also because it'll be fucking funny.
But, you know. Summoning a familiar from the Hell Cum Dimension and binding them unto you, just to treat them like shit seems such a waste of time and effort. It's much more fun to just see what the fuck a funny little guy like this does with what space he's been given, you know? Like the singing. Whether the bond betrays him first, or his own humming along does, Rui's not sure, but simple happiness (affection?) starts bleeding through as he hums nonetheless.]
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[Oh ...that is such a warm feeling. He isn't used to so much positivity through the bonds that is catches him off guard for a moment, and his own singing begins to falter. Ah, but when he realizes Rui is humming along he at least finds his voice again enough to finish whatever particular line in the song he was on.]
[A bit red in the face, he bows.]
Master Kamishiro...! I've just about finished cleaning up, ah ...but lunch is set out on the table. I-I hope you will find it acceptable!
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[He sits down at the table, feet propped up on the chair opposite, and picks a sandwich up to more closely examine the filling. ...No visible vegetal, safe for consumption...Alright.
As he absolutely fucking hoes in, Rui turns his attention back to Mayoi, eyebrows raised and mouth full of chicken and bread.]
Sho. What song'sh-- [SWALLOW, FOOL.] --that? Were you a master of entertainment, as well as intelligence? Because you're very pleasant to the ears. You're welcome to sing whenever you feel like it, unless I'm asleep.
...If I'm asleep, I'll come and throttle you for waking me up. Fufufu~
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[Mayoi does not join him at the table just yet, but he holds his bowl of fruit very close and shakes his head.]
I-I wouldn't dream of disturbing you! Ah... my singing, it isn't worthy of any praise. I um. I sometimes got to view shows when in my previous master's company. I enjoyed them so ...I tried to remember some of the songs.
[Oh, it looks like he is enjoying lunch. That's good. Working around his no veggie rule is a little tricky, but its a nice challenge. He wonders if making sauces out of vegetables counts? Or as seasoning? If he were to stuff a chicken with chopped onions but then remove them later, would that count?]
May I ask you something that you may scold me for...?
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[He waves that off, though; just a jab, nothing more. He knows full well how Mayoi is, or thinks he does, at any rate. And the sandwich hits too hard for him to give a shit about debating self-confidence.] Maybe we'll go into town one day, and you can attend a show while I look for reagents.
At any rate, ask away. The worst that can happen is a scolding, and nothing more. And sit already, won't you? You're making me feel awkward in my own damn tower.
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[Oh, is he waving it off? They've moved on? Mayoi is extremely tense for a few moments ready to throw himself back on the ground to ask for forgiveness, but then the way he just moves along to the next subject is enough of a shock to stop him cold.]
[Everything ...is fine...? Is it...? Was... Master Kamishiro just messing with him...?]
Oh... [He would like to go to a show, though. To be allowed to do such a thing ...]
[Ah, right. His question. Mayoi's ears, which have been comically going up and down nonstop in the past 20 seconds while he tries to figure out what emotional extreme he's going to settle on, finally decide to swivel back in thought.]
[He also. Gently shuffles over to the table to sit on the edge of a chair, holding his fruit like he's afraid it will get taken from him.]
It was just a question about your dietary restrictions. Ah ...I was curious if it was a deadly allergy or just a general distaste, and if it extended to things like ...ah, for example, one might make a soup broth or a marinade with onions or garlic for flavor. Those can be strained out if it's a texture issue. S-Sorry, if this is a stupid question.
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Rui's expression turns into almost a whole-face pucker. Which is tragic, because he'd been quite enjoying watching Mayoi's ears do their thing right up until the mention of.......veg. Alas.]
...
No allergy.
[He shudders, turning the sandwich over in his hands; his appetite's quite dried up for the moment, but it'd be a waste (and an insult) to just put it aside, wouldn't it? And this particular familiar just seems too delicate right now to handle that sort of blow.] If you can strain them out, then it's...
I'll try it. And we can use the vegetables to help our herbs and other reagents grow better, once they've cooled...They'd have nutrients that the plants would greatly appreciate. There's a garden around the side of the tower with chickens, if you hadn't noticed yet, and that's where all food scraps go. To mulch, or to the chickens.
[ejdugehehhghghgd his skin's still crawling, give him a moment.] It's not a stupid question, however; I'm glad that you asked it. Most of the time, when I was younger, people wouldn't give me that much respect at all. So I'm not mad at you at all; are we clear? Quite the opposite. Very appreciative. Just also repulsed.
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[So he nods very thoughtfully, ears flicking up.]
We may try that, ...but if it will not work, then I will just adjust my repertoire to better cater to your needs. It will not be difficult ...I only wanted a better idea of what I could or couldn't do. Do herbs fall into that category as well...?
[Ah, he shakes his head a little at the gratitude. It's unexpected, but its nice, however ah ...it's hard for him to accept. Much like Master Kamishiro's vegetables.]
I see ...so you have a composting set up as well as a garden ...ah, I'd very much like to see that...
[He likes gardens ...and! And he can collect eggs from the chickens probably? Yes, that would be a nice little chore if Rui allows him.]
...U-Um... thank you. For answering my question.
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[Okay, his stomach's settled now. Time to absolutely mow down the rest of his sandwich with relish, before propping his chin up on both hands and leaning over the table.]
Mayoi~ Do you want to see the chickens? They're very friendly; once they get to know you, you can hand-feed them~ And if you feed them certain blends of herbs from the garden, they may even change colour or size~ The soil's been tinged with magic, after all. Fufu~
And the eggs are very good for things other than eating. Yolks for hair, whites for skin. ...If you're interested in that sort of thing.
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[Mayoi takes a dignified bite out of a strawberry.]
I will make a note of that, theeeen.
[Please little hum as he summons his clipboard to switch around some recipe notes. Fufufu he has much pondering to do over the next week's meal plan, yes-]
A-Ah, I would be delighted to see them...! I wonder i-if Master Kamishiro would let me tend to them now and again ...
[Yes, okay, he is pleased about meeting the chickens. Weird critter to critter communication.]
[Hm. He wonders if HE would turn weird colors and sizes if he ate the herbs... he glances at his fruit bowl for a moment before he crunches on another strawberry.]
oh my god why is he so fucking cute, jami???
[Rui's attention turns to the strawberry Mayoi's nibbling on, now that he's done eating, and he leans a little more.]
...Do you enjoy the fruit you've eaten here, by the way? Just out of curiosity, since I've been doing a little experimentation with the flavours...Combining various flavours and textures, that sort of thing.
Though it's minimal at the moment. But if you're enjoying it, then I can't say I'm disappointed with my progress. You look very cute while you're eating, fufufu~
because he is an adorable wet cat with pathetic eyes how can you resist
Eh? [Oh, so he had been experimenting on that. That's not really a huge surprise. Probably. He does regard his fruit bowl thoughtfully.]
Mm! I did notice the taste to be different than what I expected, though I wasn't sure what to blame it on ...but they are lovely. I've been happy to eat them...
[Of course that compliment causes him to stop and burn red with embarrassment. Ah, he was called cute. He thinks he is very uncute actually. Ah, what does he dooooooo.]
I-I-I see... I am glad ...Master Kamishiro finds me acceptable to look at while eating...
[What else can he say ...he is not used to positive reinforcement. It's hard to deal with. He delicately eats a blueberry.]
Ah- but ...um. The report. I have progress on the tasks you gave me earlier...
i just want to clean his eyes and put him in a jar _(:'37 L)_
[He just smiles serenely, deciding to not bully Mayoi any further with compliments for now. He'll even resist the urge to reach over and tap against one of those big, fluffy, batty ears. The things Rui does to be a good master...
!!! oh this is interesting though. He slides across the table even more, eyes wide and smile curving more, right up until he's standing again and he's pretty much just. In Mayoi's face.] Oh? Do tell. I'm curious~ I've finished the bombs, for the record, so we just need to do a little retracing your magical steps and we can deliver them~
When you think it'd be best, that is. I'll let you decide the when, since this is for you.
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[But, yes, Mayoi will flick his wrists out again. Instead of his clipboard, what appears is a large drafting sheet where he has done a few designs for the window. It looks very nice actually, like Mayoi does a bit of sketching regularly, or like he has to plan projects.]
Ah, s-so ...my idea isn't a particularly creative one but ...I started with your sun as the centerpiece and then here ...[And Mayoi will begin explaining that he took the sun and then it's mirror opposite, the moon, and created a mosaic that features lots of magic theory complimentary symbolism.]
It's ...the magical theory of balance. W-Which I am sure you are well familiar with! Ah, it's um. If it's a stupid idea, I understand. I can try again until you like it...
[While he'd been passionate in explaining, as soon as he was done he got terribly shy and guarded again. Always willing to try and express himself but then bracing for backlash even if he knows it won't happen.]
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He hums, listening to Mayoi's explanation and admiring the details with eagle eyes, before holding a hand up as soon as all that protective kowtowing starts up.]
I have a suggestion. Otherwise, it's quite serviceable.
Can you fit a blue rose in the design? Or do we lack the glass required? If so, I can make more, so don't worry about that. Every artist deserves his calling card, is all. Don't you think?
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[Mayoi goes silent when he puts his hand up, effectively stopping him for spiraling into self-flagellation as he is inclined to do. Even if it hadn't what he says actually stuns him silent for a moment, uncomprehending.]
...E-Eh? A blue rose...?
[Why would he want him to ...wait. Oh!! Oh!! He's caught on?? That he likes the blue rose enough that it means something to him??? Did he perceive it as his personal signature!?!? He thought he was being subtle!! (he wasn't)]
[His face flushes again with the sort of embarrassment one might if a parent found your sketchbook.]
I-I ...yes, y-yes, I think I can- I just. Um. T-That is to say ...i-is it really okay to put that in the design...? The blue rose. It's ...
[How does he even say this.]
I-I'm sorry, this must seem...like I am being arrogant. I chose such an elegant looking motif for ...f-for if I were to ever have an emblem of my own. I'm sure it doesn't suit me. It could make your window look gaudy ...
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Mm. Mayoi~ Silly little thing~ I wouldn't ask if I thought it would be ugly. Blue roses are something I associate with you now, and that's all there is to it.
[Though...Interesting choice for an emblem. Not too avant-garde or anything, given that sorcerers are a dramatic bunch anyway, but it's still more...Theatrical and elegant, than some shit like 'here's a lightning bolt' or 'a big fuck off sword with flames'. Even Rui's is only basic, more an abstraction of explosions than anything else.
It's not practical for clothing or jewellery, not quite so easily replicated. And yet, that just makes it all the more badass.]
Put it in somewhere. That's an order. It's up to you, where it goes. And if it didn't suit you, then I would tell you. But it does. It did ever since I put one behind your ear earlier.
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[With meticulous care, Mayoi begins to sketch out a rose into the the moon. Its stem curves along the edges with petals delicately spilling from the bud.]
…I can simplify it further to better accommodate the nature of stained glass, but I think this …this is the place I would like for it to go.
[And then, of course, he looks up before he allows himself to be too bold, quickly stifling that short burst of confidence he seems to allow himself ever now and again. He looks for Rui’s approval.]
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After a few seconds, of course. Just to admire the flower in his hair. That's all.]
Excellent; we were on the same wavelength, I see. The moon also suits you well, and if you'd asked me prior to pick an emblem, I'd have chosen something lunar. ...But then, an emblem is so personal that my input matters little at all~
Anyway. It's very much more than serviceable, so it's going. But first, put that back away and we'll go see the chickens. Consider it your reward or something, for that hard work.
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[He banishes the paper and stands up, looking at ease in a way he hasn't so far. Like maaaaaybe, finally, enough of the fear has finally left him.]
[And also because he's excited about seeing the chickens.]
Yes! T-Thank you...! I am ...glad that Master Kamishiro approves.
[Oh! Wait there is something he forgot. He suddenly fishes in his robes for a pocket.]
A-Ah, forgive me, but I forgot something ...! You asked me if I had ...h-had creative hobbies. I found one of them on me, actually--
[Mayoi produces a ...mint tin? Though if Rui takes it in his hands, it will be much weightier than something that holds mints. Opening it will reveal a small diorama on the inside.]
I-I make them out of trash, I suppose...but I find them soothing.
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[He takes the tin and motions with his free hand, before opening it very carefully with the daintiest of pushes as they tromp downstairs.
and then promptly nearly trips over himself and falls down the stairs when he actually sees the diorama. Thankfully, he doesn't, because if he did then the diorama would be destroyed, but god isn't it a close call! Just let him lean against the wall of the stairwell for a moment, blinking, before he properly admires it without having to worry about walking.]
I see, I see~ Treasure from trash~ Silly little thing, you should be selling those you can bear to part with. I know that people would buy such artisanal work, and it would be a fine way to support yourself. You might even get a patron...Delicate, lovely art, on such a small scale; truly, your hands are skilled and multitalented, aren't they?
[Then he closes the tin, and holds it back out. Please take it back before he fucking dies.] I can't wait to see you an independent man, fufu~ I want to see which way Mayoi goes~
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[Oh god, he lurches forward to try and catch him before he falls. His heart just leapt into his throat. He’s had this kind master for a day, he would not let him slip through his fingers so easy!]
[But, it’s for naught. Rui catches himself and Mayoi is left awkwardly hovering his hands, ready to do unspeakable magic to soften his fall. He settles down when he just. Seems to be looking at his diorama.]
Ah…
[What? Surely he’s joking…]
…A-A patron…? For something like that…? They are not— They’re just little baubles I make. Surely no one would buy such a thing…
[But he stops there, being careful of his words. He’s noticed that Rui will twist his self-loathing into accidentally insulting him by way of calling into question Rui’s praises, so he catches himself this time. Somewhat.]
[He takes the tin back and carefully puts it in his robe pocket.]
T-That is very high praise, though. U-Um, I am glad. That you think highly of them. Thank you
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[Okay, it's safely secured; they're not actually far from the front door anyway, so sunlight floods in and blasts their eyes soon enough. ...And sure enough, there's a lush vegetable garden (with myriad rainbow vegetables of many sizes, naturally), complete with a little pen for the chickens.]
You know...Maybe I'm being a little dramatic with my praises, but this is entirely truthful: I'd buy one, if you made one that truly called to me. How you've not made a killing amongst sorcerers already mystifies me; we love baubles, trinkets, things that capture moments and make us appear more cultured and arcane than we actually are.
I suppose that's why your last master liked you so much in the first place. Anyway! Here they are, my girls~ [And he throws open the wire gating, letting the hens run loose amongst the garden! Who cares if they eat his veggies? What, like he's going to fucking eat them? Heavens no, he only takes the tiniest amounts for his spells; the rest is all them.
And what ladies they are! A whole flock of bantams of equally myriad colours, dyed faintly watercolour by their rainbow food, with feathers of all textures and shapes. But they are all so squat and fat and fluffy, swarming around Rui and Mayoi once they've had their fill of bugs and vegs.] Here, here, come sit with them. They might peck, but it's only because you look delicious.
[when the fuck did Rui lay on the ground. In his full wizard garb and all, just spread on the dirt, one green, curly-feathered hen sat atop his chest already.]
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GOD I LOVE HIM I TUCKS THIS IN MY FOLDER X( look at him holding the chicken omg
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