[Bond]

[voreaciously]

Who: 80H and You!
When: Day 33 late morning
Where: The Lounge

[The rare and evasive 80H can be spotted out in the steel jungle of the Aurora. Do not let the poised nature of this creature fool you, it will flee at a moment's notice if made even slightly uncomfortable.

Hello, but what's this?

It seems to be out and about in the open--willingly--where other denizens might interact with it! What's more, it seems like she's gathered a hearty supply of fresh sustenance! Scones, muffins, danishes, and more. What a momentous occasion, certainly one for the books.

She makes her approach, calm as you please. (Yes, even to you, Rean)]

Good day to you, please, have a seat. Might I have a moment of your time? Have some refreshments, won't you?

[Gotta make her bond count for something.]

Proceeding to the matter at hand: I have long been of the opinion that the train is rather spartan in its decor. Now, I realise I may be in the minority, but would you agree or object to a beautification project of some kind?

[There's a lot of food out, though. You can probably take some without talking to her. Mingle away.]

JASMINE ONLY

[Even if 80H avoids the train at large, she cannot quite do the same with her teammates. At least all the time. However, it is a good thing she does not mean to all the time, regardless. She has her cooking and cleaning days, after all. Once again, she is baking a lot, having gotten up very early to do so, but breakfast is ready and on time for Jasmine, ready to eat at their leisure.

She can be seen brushing danishes with a mixture, taking things out of oven and setting them aside, or brewing tea.

But she also makes her way to Breeze's room with a tray in hand.]

Breeze-han?

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[unrepairable]

[ clears throat, ]

Obviously, as you can see with your eyes, I'm not a sword am I? I'm a man.

[voreaciously]

Tsukumogami. You are a man, but you are not human, are you.

[still not quite phrased as a question.]

And you are a poor liar.

[She says this calmly, almost kindly.]

[unrepairable]

Ah- ... [ somehow. he hadn't taken into account the possibility that this woman might actually know her shit about spirits. ]

..... don't tell anyone. [ he can't even bother to feel offended about being called out. rather, now that he's been found out, ]

I implore you. I don't want to be treated any differently than I am now. I still have my pride as "Kashuu Kiyomitsu", but... here I'm just "Kashuu", and I don't want that to change. So, please...

[voreaciously]

I will not tell anyone what I know.

[she's a liar, but she wouldn't lie about this. She's excellent at keeping secrets.

But she is confused.]

But I do not understand; you are celebrated and beloved to those aware of your history, is that truly burdensome?

[unrepairable]

[ ... is he. really. she's probably right, but just thinking about being "celebrated" and "beloved" by people who knew his history-- even though he'd been discarded right after-- it's... strangely painful. ]

...... Naeva-dono and Elaine-san don't know anything about it. [ he's pretty certain, at least. ]

They just treat me like a human being. ..... I've grown used to it. It's a little bit nice, playing "human".

... I might tell them on my own, someday. But not now.

[voreaciously]

[She exhales slowly, a picture of patience.]

Kashuu-dono. I understand your concerns, truly. [Her voice is very, very gentle and sincere.] However, while I do not wish to concern you, I must say, knowing them, they may already know something. It may simply be that they do not care. Miss Dos Martos is undead and will all too readily make known that she is a monster, Miss Felkin is...Miss Felkin. I am not at all human, either.

Whether you decide to tell them, when you decide to tell them is your decision and I will abide that, but I can say the pair of them are far more likely glad to have a friend in you for your own merits than anything else.

[both of them are so fucking lonely okay










but not her she's fine.]

[unrepairable]

[ ... he was about to ask 'what does Miss Felkin is Miss Felkin mean' but then he remembers the incident with her touching everything in that awful house, and actually that sentence is completely fair and understandable.

he's quiet for a moment. ... it's not that he doesn't believe her, of course his hang ups are probably completely unbiased. ... however. ]

So you've known them both for quite a while have you? [ that's the thing... he hasn't. he doesn't know. they could just drop him in an instant for all he knows. ]

[voreaciously]

That would depend on how you'd quantify a "while". At any rate, I have not known Miss Dos Maartos very long, but it would be rather hypocritical of her to treat you poorly.

[unrepairable]

She's not a hypocrite.

[ just. immediately defensive. ]

[voreaciously]

[oho, interesting]

Then there should not be an issue.