[ well, he's gonna be sat in the little building set off to one side for archery and kyudo. he has a bow, but he's definitely not using it -- he's just staring at it like he's trying to figure out how someone would use this in the best and most powerful way. ]
I seriously have no idea how Alisa does it. And this thing's not even orbal?
No, that would be a recurve bow. [ or whatever kind he's got idk man but valdez would ] Still wild how they use those things, though. I can hardly even pull one back.
… Yeah maybe? Some of them look like they could crush you, but it’s more the fuck-off huge sword they’re swinging around than the width of their muscles while doing it.
[ baseball slides in. here we go guys, they can be at the library area?
crow is in one of the aisles with a hot chocolate from moonbucks in one hand and some cherries that he seems to have grabbed from the orchard and he's looking between the two with the look a mad scientist might have just before something goes boom. ]
Yeah, maybe a taste crime. Not sure these cherries deserve this fate buuuut— [ he drops them in the hot chocolate. and pops the lid back on. now what? ]
Probably all I’m gonna get out of this is a blocked lid so maybe I just saved myself from the hot chocolate.
[ crow gets a dorm pc because it’s easy enough. leo’s rifling through his stocking, figuring out what’s there. he’ll give crow a nod in greeting and hold up his fancy new snowglobe. ]
… We’ve gotta at least be prepared that whatever’s persuading people to kill is going to strike again. Much as I don’t want to bring down the mood, or anything.
[ … ]
But it is nice we’ve got a memento of things here.
That’s what they call it. It’s like - something about the drama? They don’t actually sing.
But they’ve got these sweet swords made of some kind of plasma called lightsabers! [ he makes lightsaber sounds, mimes a swordfight. ] They can cut through just about anything except other lightsaber blades.
Iii did? But we don’t have vouchers here, it’s not like it’s completely healed all the way? I’m guessing Byleth only got her healing to medium level like I did before Catra got her.
w0, wednesday
I seriously have no idea how Alisa does it. And this thing's not even orbal?
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No, that would be a recurve bow. [ or whatever kind he's got idk man but valdez would ] Still wild how they use those things, though. I can hardly even pull one back.
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[ alisa reinford…. jacked…. ]
Recurve, though. As in the shape of the curve?
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And I can almost guarantee you that most archers have some kind of super strength. The shoulder muscles on those people...
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[ leo voice: dem muscles tho ]
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[ maybe normies are different from demigods but leo is used to getting abused (affectionately) by the women in his life ]
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[ damn though. he’d be into that. ]
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[ I hate leo ]
So if you're not an archer, why bother checking out the bows? Unless you're a blacksmith, too...?
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Annnnd, because boredom. The reason most people do most things.
[ waheeeeeeeeeey. ]
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[ (leo voice) ah, i see you are a man of culture ]
Is that why we do things? Here I thought people just moved on autopilot all the time.
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If your life is moving on autopilot then your life must be prrrrretty sweet.
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I wish. It would make life a whole lot easier - but there's more to life than autopilot. Like it or not, we're not machines.
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week 1, saturday
crow's just lounging on one of the sofas, frowning at the ceiling. ]
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We're really bad at this, huh?
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I mean, yeah. But also... we got really distracted by biting each other? Wonder if that was intentional.
w2, monday
crow is in one of the aisles with a hot chocolate from moonbucks in one hand and some cherries that he seems to have grabbed from the orchard and he's looking between the two with the look a mad scientist might have just before something goes boom. ]
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[ ...it's just a cherry though, hm. he's laughing. ]
Go on. Cherrybomb that sucker!
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Yeah, maybe a taste crime. Not sure these cherries deserve this fate buuuut— [ he drops them in the hot chocolate. and pops the lid back on. now what? ]
Probably all I’m gonna get out of this is a blocked lid so maybe I just saved myself from the hot chocolate.
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...At least, it is when it's good chocolate.
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this is not good chocolate, sir. ]
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Maybe if you added some alcohol in? That might work.
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[ says the fifteen year old ]
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[ the fifteen year old can do whatever he wants he has a permit ]
week 3, monday.
You see this yet?
[ the photo… rupert :( ]
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crow's turning something over in his hands, but he glances up when leo goes to show something and--]
It's a nice picture, huh?
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...I am glad Rupert's here too, though. It's kind of weird, not having him around.
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[ … ]
But it is nice we’ve got a memento of things here.
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Unless you've got an idea for what to do about it...?
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[ time to immediately derail this: ]
What's Star Wars?
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Only one of the most classic movie trilogies of all time! It’s called a space opera. We can probably find a copy of it somewhere.
[ EXCEPT NOT BECAUSE HE’S DEAD. BECKS!!!!!! ]
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A space opera.
[ you're really selling this, leo. ]
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But they’ve got these sweet swords made of some kind of plasma called lightsabers! [ he makes lightsaber sounds, mimes a swordfight. ] They can cut through just about anything except other lightsaber blades.
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Sounds like Zemurian Ore. Not sure I’ve heard of plasma… if it’s equivalent the sort of thing I think it is? Being used outside of machines.
Lemme guess — it looks really flashy and cool though?
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It sure does. Comes in all different colors, too, though you mostly see blue, green, or red. What’s Zemurian Ore?
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[ bah dum dum... tsh... ]
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[ somehow that never occurred to leo as being the problem here ]
Do you not have stars in Zemuria or wherever?
w6, monday
crow's just sprawled on the ground by the pool, staring up at the sky. come bother him? ]
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You good, bro?
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[ yeah, he's fine actually thanks for asking. ]
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