... I was going to say that kind of romantic tale was for bedtime, but... I suppose almost everything about Karteria sounds like a story... If we ever get back home, my parents are going to think I went mad...
[... And what would happen to Takasugi, then? She almost asks, and yet, even Konoha knows it might be hurtful to ask someone who was dead about their future plans back where they are apparently dead. But not dead. Whatever that meant. Maybe it wouldn't, Takasugi certainly presented himself as flippant and unconcerned with such trivialities, but...]
... I don't think it will be as drastic as that, Master Takasugi...
[Surely the only things at risk are the fullness of her coat and her dignity...]
I think the worst thing that could happen is maybe I can't get married anymore... but that probably wouldn't happen back home anyway, so it's kind of fine, aha...
... But thank you. I mean it.
I'll even give you those eggs. Not as a bribe this time. A gift.
( it's so earnest, it almost sways him into saying something else.
a story, maybe. a better one. the sort that only takasugi shinsaku can deliver, the corners of his mouth tugged into a foxlike grin as he regales her with the tale of some dastardly feat of courage he committed against the shogunate, one foot on the table and an arm stretched out as he paints a verbal picture. something better than the reality that she might never be going home, marriage be damned, and that takasugi certainly wasn't ever.
right now, all he can manage is a warmth coated in unknowns. )
Got it, the eggs. I nearly forgot about them. I'd be up for that sometime, and I can return the favor by playing something for you. The two of us ought to stick together through this in general, for some semblance of the familiar, at least.
If I don't answer right away in the future, it's probably because I'm... occupied. Most likely. Managing a performing group while addressing the needs of Patho-Gen can get pretty time consuming.
[Even if they hadn't just had the conversation they had. She'd been interested ever since he mentioned the shamisen. Something familiar. Again.]
I asked my friend Momo to help me find some good chickens for the farm I'm working on, so soon I can be... like your wholesaler! I'll give you a nice price for songs.
[There's something strange about "if I don't answer" that she can't put her finger on, but...]
If there's anything I can help with... I mean, that isn't the weird soul experiments and shifting and stuff... you can let me know... I'll go to a show if you do one!
[She might be mistaking his involvement but she has the spirit.]
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Date: 2025-07-22 06:23 pm (UTC)[... And what would happen to Takasugi, then? She almost asks, and yet, even Konoha knows it might be hurtful to ask someone who was dead about their future plans back where they are apparently dead. But not dead. Whatever that meant. Maybe it wouldn't, Takasugi certainly presented himself as flippant and unconcerned with such trivialities, but...]
... I don't think it will be as drastic as that, Master Takasugi...
[Surely the only things at risk are the fullness of her coat and her dignity...]
I think the worst thing that could happen is maybe I can't get married anymore... but that probably wouldn't happen back home anyway, so it's kind of fine, aha...
... But thank you. I mean it.
I'll even give you those eggs. Not as a bribe this time. A gift.
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Date: 2025-07-23 10:37 pm (UTC)a story, maybe. a better one. the sort that only takasugi shinsaku can deliver, the corners of his mouth tugged into a foxlike grin as he regales her with the tale of some dastardly feat of courage he committed against the shogunate, one foot on the table and an arm stretched out as he paints a verbal picture. something better than the reality that she might never be going home, marriage be damned, and that takasugi certainly wasn't ever.
right now, all he can manage is a warmth coated in unknowns. )
Got it, the eggs. I nearly forgot about them. I'd be up for that sometime, and I can return the favor by playing something for you. The two of us ought to stick together through this in general, for some semblance of the familiar, at least.
If I don't answer right away in the future, it's probably because I'm... occupied. Most likely. Managing a performing group while addressing the needs of Patho-Gen can get pretty time consuming.
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Date: 2025-07-25 06:40 pm (UTC)[Even if they hadn't just had the conversation they had. She'd been interested ever since he mentioned the shamisen. Something familiar. Again.]
I asked my friend Momo to help me find some good chickens for the farm I'm working on, so soon I can be... like your wholesaler! I'll give you a nice price for songs.
[There's something strange about "if I don't answer" that she can't put her finger on, but...]
If there's anything I can help with... I mean, that isn't the weird soul experiments and shifting and stuff... you can let me know... I'll go to a show if you do one!
[She might be mistaking his involvement but she has the spirit.]