save kazunari from the slutty purples

[disestablishment]

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[disestablishment]

[ I guess we are at the mansion and Aymeric is like... staring at the spot in the bathroom where the 3-in-1 bottle used to reside. He! Is! Contemplative? But then he sees Kazunari. ]

My apologies. If you were looking to use the wash closet, then it is yours.

[dms]

Ah, no, it's fine! You were here first.

[ ...peers into the shower... ]

No way, did someone take the soap? Shouldn't they want all of us to be clean?

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No worries. I had only wanted to collect some water to boil.

[ So like. It's fine. He just got stuck on the MISSING BOTTLE. ]

'Twould seem so... Whatever need they have for it, I cannot imagine. A smidgen goes a long way.

[dms]

Oh, in that case, be my guest!

[ gives a little flourish and bow! ]

Some of us got really dirty exploring things yesterday, right? We can't really blame them if it's one of them.

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[ On with the faucet for the water! ]

I suppose not. The residue found here and there in the mansion is unpleasant, to say the least. Without soap, 'tis difficult to scrub.

[ The mansion is abandoned Aymeric. Why would you want to clean. When he's done, he exits the bathroom. ]

If you're not busy, would you care for a cup of tea?

W0 : SUNDAY

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[ Aymeric is just idly standing in the lobby, arms crossed while staring at nothing with furrowed eyebrows. SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED? But when he sees Kazunari, he gives him a wave. ]

Greetings, Ser Kazunari. [ ... ] The party was not much of a party, was it?

[dms]

[ waves! ]

Haha, not really... So we'll just have to make up for it in the future, right? I'm already on it!

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You are already planning another gathering, Ser Kazunari?

[ PURPLE GROUP IS SO MUCH? ]

[dms]

I was already planning on it before Kumopi did his thing TBH! It'll totes help morale to have something normal like that, too.

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[ FIRSTLY: ]

... What is Tee Bee Aitch?

W1 : SUNDAY

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[ Where will he find Kazunari?? They can bump into each other. ]

Ser Kazunai, 'twould seem we keep crossing paths during grim days.

[dms]

[ throws dart... they're at the greenhouse! ]

Haha... We've really got to do something about that, huh? I want to get to know you outside of all the crazy stuff that happens around here.

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[ bitches love the greenhouse. Aymeric had been checking the wares here, distractedly interested and all. ]

As would I... I've found your use of words very interesting and useful for communication through the phone.

[ ... ]

Are you faring well?

[dms]

People keep saying that, but it's totally normal where I'm from, I swear!

[ he says this but does kumon speak this way? no. ]

Probs as well as anyone can? I mean, the past few days have been a huge bummer, but I've still got to look out for Kumopi, you know?

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Nayy, I trust you.

[ Speaking of Kumopi. ]

How is Ser Kumon? I hadn't a chance to visit him.

W2 : MONDAY

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It looks like the Fury is smiling upon us, Ser Kazunari.

[ Does he mean because they got a Party City and they're both in it now? Or that they're finally not talking on a Sunday. ]

[dms]

The Fury...? You sure that's a good thing?

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The Fury is but a title for my nation's patron deity, Halone.

So, yes, I would say it is a good thing.

[dms]

Ooh, I get it! Every good god has to have an awesome title, right?

[ he pulls up a hat and hands it to aymerin! ]

Here, try this on.

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Monikers and titles are common for the great, yes.

[ ??? He tries it on. Might as well for the bright boy. ]

Does does it look? Does it suit me?

W3 : MONDAY

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[ On the way to the stage, guess what stumbles upon them... A lorg transparent bubble consumes them and now they're stuck. ]

Not again.

[ SLIME BUDDIES AGAIN except not as gross. ]

[dms]

[ kazu looks pretty psyched about this, actually? ]

Oh, sweet! What kind of show do you think it'll have for us this time, Aymerin?

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[ Sweats profusely. ]

... Hopefully, naught unsightly, but 'twould be foolish to hope. Do steel yourself, Ser Kazunari.

[ Aymeric touches the bubble and a burst of color follows. It's difficult to tell the hue when the scene twists to illusion.

(from Through Fire and Blood)

You wake up to the smell of scorched flesh and smoke... Hacking a storm as you steady yourself upright. Around you, you find the corpses of your unit strung along the Ever Lakes' many ponds. The forests once beautiful are tarnished, seared dark and deep into the earth by the horde's fire. Your comrades' armor the same, blackened as everything the horde left.

Dragons. You and yours are here because of dragons.

You remember now. Your unit was sent to the Ever Lakes to investigate a dragon sighting, but now you're here looking at the aftermath. Every time you close your eyes, you can vividly picture your comrades reaching for their weapons, but the fire breath immobilize them first... No voice reaches you, only a the whistle of a gale.

With a shaky breath, you pick yourself up onto you feet and start listing your priorities. You need to quickly scour for any survivors. You must return to Ishgard. You need to inform the dead's families of the grave news. You need to write a report. Even if your heart aches, you must march forward.

You, Aymeric de Borel, may be the sole survivor.

And for a moment you wonder why you're spared... Of all of the people in your unit, you of rumored and dirty heritage would survive. It's laughable, but you can't find it in you... You want to fall back onto your knees. You don't. You must press forward.

Quietly, you search through the corpses of your fellow countrymen. Some are unidentifiable, some lucky to to have their features unscathed, some half as lucky, but then you stumble upon someone breathing.

... You recognize him and you remember before you collapsed he was still fighting. Carefully, you move him to a rocky outcrop and call out to him in a commanding voice.

"Wake up! You weren't among the fallen as I recall!"

For blessing or curse, you and this other man survive this encounter... You must not waste this life.

As usual, war! Is bad! ]

[dms]

[ war is bad, huh?

so why is kazunari laughing, once the memory fades? ]

So much for nothing unsightly! You couldn't even make out their faces, dude! That's rough, but - dope special effects! Even Azamin would be jealous of those skills!

[disestablishment]

... Fortunately, those events were of a decade ago.

[ So he has made his peace with them, but— ]

Ser Kazunari, have you been inked with a tattoo?