video ● fourteenth reflection

[straying]

Quick word of advice: be careful! No, I mean it. I don't want to hear any of that tough guy [her voice drops an octave as she imitates some gruff bravado] 'I've got it covered' or something silly like 'You're overreacting!' [she snickers] Better safe than sorry, ladies and gents.

Oh! But that's not what I wanted to take care of here. I thought it'd be about time I took care of this so... [A soft mew comes from somewhere offscreen and Saya laughs. Then standing up from the couch and when she sits back down, she has this cutie in her lap.] Say hi!

[Saya seems to be amused as she gently takes one of the kitten's paws in hand and waves towards the camera of the SFC.]

Motz, Vatheon. Vatheon, meet [INHALE] Matthew Obi Train Zen. Or Motz for short! Don't let the names fool you, she's much better behaved than any of them.

[Sticking her tongue out playfully- obviously directed at the aforementioned dudes. Snickering a bit, she seems quite content.]

So if you drop by the apartment, don't be surprised to see her. Or maybe come by with the intention of seeing her- she's a good girl, promise! Though I'm not about to say no to any help taking care of her, either. Shirayuki's got my back, but I've never had a pet before... [A thoughtful pause and tilt of her head, was there anything else...]

Hm, I guess I should wrap this up now. [Sobering up a bit, she smiles again.] Everyone, make sure you take care. I could name a few people that I'm especially concerned about, but... you know who you are. Call me if any problems arise. See you all later.

[a salute and the feed ends with a click!]

[OOC: For redcloakedthief countrybeloved ninjaservant sweepered, feel free to tag in with action! But know that when you do, Saya and Shirayuki will tag you back seperately. o/]

Comments

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Along those lines! Where the people with the big brains all gather and learn things. First they learn from books, then they talk about what they've learned, then they learn from listening to each other talk, then they get curious and consult the books! Rinse, wash, repeat.

[isn't she so good at describing things

THIS COMING FROM SOMEONE WHO NEVER HAD THAT MUCH OF AN EDUCATION-]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles.]

Yes, that sounds like an academy. Again, we left that to the mages; they were the ones who had all of the time to spend amongst the stuffy books and even stuffier conventions for such things. Lord Pent was remarkable when he got going about anima magic.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She laughs, amused at the idea of all that.]

Exactly how many were you in your group? I've been hearing so many names...

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He does not need to hesitate. This says something about how he keeps track of things.]

There were forty-seven of us by the time we fought the dragon; forty-two troops, three who led, namely Lord Hector, Lord Eliwood and Lady Lyndis, Merlinus, who was our merchant and was not fond of me and our tactician.

[This is all rattled off effortlessly. Yes, he kept efficient tabs on their army.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[.... snerk.]

Figures you'd clash with the merchant.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[...]

Merlinus was a little concerningly overzealous when it came to holding our army's possessions.

I was simply keeping an eye on things.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Looking for something to tease, something to tease~]

Pick up any shinies for yourself to stash in your tent for "temporary guarding", Mister Treasure Hunter?

[AIR QUOTES]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[At that, he laughs.]

I...No. I'm rather sure our tactician would have had my head. I stole plenty from the enemy, anyway. That was more than enough to fund our trip...with a bit left over.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Rolling her eyes. Of course.]

You really do have some pretty sticky fingers.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

...It's a useful ability. I'm rather sure milord was ready to leave me behind before I reminded him of my...particular talents.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Laughing in response.]

The same 'milord' you packed a really heavy sack for? Yes well, I would have second-thoughts taking you along too if I put you in charge of luggage.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[...Siiiiiigh.]

He didn't manage to get out of the castle before he was attacked, Saya. He definitely needed me around.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Taking it light-heartedly because obviously they got through it-]

Hmm... then I guess you're probably worth the trouble.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[Arched eyebrow goes here.]

And here I thought that was obvious. It wasn't as though there was anyone else there capable of using a lockpick until Legault joined up--but I wouldn't have trusted the well-being of milord and Lord Eliwood and Lady Lyndis to him.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[.......... Saya Observation Time-]

You're so over-protective! I thought it was just Billy, and a little bit for Naoya, but jeeze, your concerns just spread out all over the place, don't they?

[Snickering and invading some personal space as she sits closer so it's easier to scratch Motz behind the ear, bumping shoulders with him affectionately. Yes Matthew, she assumes Motz will be your next objection of affection-]

Not that I'm against it or anything, mind you.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[Pffffanskldas Saya what. He doesn't seem to notice the personal space invasion, because personal space, what is that--

But he does shake his head at her.]

Hardly overprotective. Just reasonably so. After all Legault was a known traitor; would you trust someone like that?

[...]

No, wait, you probably would.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Pshft. A smug grin.]

You're a known annoyance, liar, and faker but for some strange reason I still need to find the source of... I trust you.

[1/2]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[...]

[2/2]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

You must just be the strange one in this relationship. After all, it's far less strange for me to trust you. You're a relatively trustworthy person, after all.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I'm the zombie with a beating heart, remember? Of course I'm the strange one.

But speaking of my heart, I think it's melting at the level of sap here, Matthew. What a charmer.

[lololol]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[PFFFFFF--]

I blame Motz.

[He's still petting her, charmed by her purr.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

You mean you thank Motz.

[An amused giggle and she's content here, sharing the couch with him and Motz.]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He peers down at the little kitten, who bats at his hand with a small, fuzzy paw.]

She's going to be quite the fighter. I can already tell.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Well when you consider who she's going to be spending most of her time with, is that any surprise?

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He dangles a string that comes from somewhere (a pocket?) above her, watching her eye it warily.]

Not at all. Are you planning on keeping her cooped up in here forever?