BLADE ✴

[calamitish]

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[calamitish]

[ from here. ]

Now, now, is that anyone to greet someone? [ hello blade, here is witch looking particularly cheeky as he comes into full view from an area deep in the grotto. ]

[baebladie]

It's how I greet you.

[ Witch is looking very cheeky. Though, Blade wonders for the very first time at the nickname. Would he not be more of a wizard? Well, it's whatever.

Blade begins to hurry on over to him, and begin to encircle him like a cat. ]

Did you expect me to suddenly play nice?

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[ that cheekiness is not going to last, what is this blade. witch follows him somewhat, but he's at least dignified to not spin around like a top. ]

...this isn't some courting ritual right? Please tell me it's not a courting ritual.

And no, of course not.

[baebladie]

[ Oh, so he can have his feathers ruffled. Except, well, today Blade is a bit too manic to even register that. ]

Courting ritual?

[ Okay, maybe he registered some words, but there is a heightened emotion today, and it...is something. Manic among amusement, apparently. ]

You must have made many enemies in your time. Especially a pretender like you.

[calamitish]

...I'm not going to answer that. Ask Dan Heng or someone else.

[ plz, he will explode if he needs to explain this to blade. onto other matters!

this is how the mg ends week 1. ]

I have, you're right. It's in my title isn't it? Witch. Witches are those who are hunted and persecuted for crimes they may or may not have committed.

[baebladie]

...he has much to answer for.

[ Don't mind the psycho-esque response here. Maybe he won't circle around back to the Witch. Totally normal things.

Can't promise for any other non-crazy actions, though - especially today. ]

That's why chose it. Didn't you? You could relate.

Instead of wizard.

[ That might explain it. ]

week 3, monday

[baebladie]

...Witch.

I suppose you're happy you don't have to lick your wounds anymore.

[ Anyway here he is, alongside his daemon (I'm deciding on it still)

Also, he has a wagasa with him. He's going to test if Ish can see it, first. ]

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[ welcome to the greenhouse! it's warm and moist in here, very tropics environment so sorry about your hair. unlike the grotto, there's some actual furniture in the form of a small table with a chair, and a wicker chaise. that's where blade will find ish, stretching when he enters. ]

Huh? [ sans hat and top layer for perhaps obvious reasons. ]

At that point it's easier to die than deal with it. [ his eyes flit to the wagasa. ]

...so that's where it wandered off to, huh?

[baebladie]

[ Blade and his ungodly long amount of hair in the terrible environment is suffering but since he puts up with constant suffering he is just going to ignore how uncomfortably dressed he is too.

While Ish is using practicality.

It's funny that he understands the easier to die with wounds than deal, but Blade is going to Blade. ]

...Wandered off? You made this thing?

[ The wagasa?? ]

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Oh no, not at all. That's from that place called "Japan", I think? It's a very popular country name across worlds for some reason.

[ what's a japan, he probably does not pronounce it correctly. ]

It showed up at some point, but I thought it just fell into the void between worlds after the loop where Tia died. It's not native to this place as you can probably tell.

[baebladie]

[ Why are items randomly falling through...?? ]

...And you're used to this happening?

[ Blade wonders if it is just incidental rather than of any significance, then. But, why do some items linger...? ]

As in it is something out of your control?

/2

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[ ish smiles. ]

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Have you heard it talking?

WEEK 3 INVEST

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[ hey blade where u at in private? wherever it is, ish pops up with a dramatic bow. ]

Good evening! We have business to discuss, don't we?

[baebladie]

[ Blade stomped off because he's not pleased about this. Yes, he agreed to this for a certain reason and all, and that very reason is in front of him. Doesn't mean he suddenly wants to kiss Ish on the lips and cheat on Dan Heng.

Also, a certain woman died. So here he is, in the observatory. Only himself and Dan Heng remain of their little original crew.

Despite how pissed he is, and because he is mentally unstable, he greets the man with an unsettling smile. ]

We do.

...Well?

[ Is he here because he knew of Sabo's insane plan, or he normally sidles up to any potential wishee like a cat that has caught the canary? ]

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[ ish doesn't seem to mind in the slightest.

unless blade does try to kiss him in which case he's :RUNBOI: ]

You have a wish to claim for killing Sabo. What'll be?

[baebladie]

[ No worries about that-

Sincerely, though, he gives him a little smirk. ]

Sabo asked me for his dying wish to help you.

His life to be used to open the akashic record, on your behalf. I'm told this would be beneficial to everyone.

Should we talk more on that?

[ Blade is sitting down by the way, and one hand is underneath his chin. Sabo is fortunate he asked Blade of all people. He is a man who follows through, when he makes agreements, though that being said, he isn't a fool, either. Better make sure it sticks, and there are other things he wants to talk about too. ]

[calamitish]

[ ish sighs and drops some of the pretense he's been holding since last night. ]

For the record, you're both as insane as I am. [ things he needed to say, though it's said with a note of...affection? yeah. ]

If you wish for this, I'm not going to be able to move things instantly. What'll happen is that next week will be the final loop you'll need to endure. Whether there's another carnival is up to everyone else—I've offered the terms of a death for a wish so I can't take that back.

Either way next weekend, I should be able to resolve things on my end and send you all on your way.

[baebladie]

Insanity helped us get along.

[ Blade hears that in his tone and is certain that he doesn't mind; just thinks they're both clearly a handful. An acknowledgment Blade remembers well that occurred around the beginning of the second-remembered loop out of many. ]

...Guess this means I should be prepared to play my role. [ ... ] One that walks towards Finality must be prepared to do what must be done.

Since I've been encouraged not to meet my death here, I'll make sure to keep up the act for a little longer.

Though, there's something else I was curious about. Do you think anyone would have dared to try this before this loop? Or is this a brand new idea entirely?

monday, week 4

[baebladie]

Ish.

[ This is the first time Blade's used his name ever since his arrival here to his face in private (he has done so in public and when the loop failed to blank out their memories, but this is different.) Evidently, he has called out his name when he strolls into the garden...area. ]

...What was all of that at the end of the loop? That cursed energy?

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Blade.

[ he calls out before he appears in front of him with a smile. ]

What are you talking about, exactly?

[baebladie]

[ Blade, as always, is talented at getting straight to the point, so he does right away. ]

Yoonhee said that he saw two different gardens. And beyond the gardens was something sealed off with cursed energy. Along with this talk about cursed spirits...and a different presence in the "field".

[ What even is up with that. He is no spirit master. Or exorcist. ]

[calamitish]

...the presence is Norna. That's where she is, sleeping.

[ as for the other question. ]

I have a guess about that. Do you still want to know?

[baebladie]

...confirmed, then.

[ ... ]

May as well. I don't fear anything.

Even just guesses.

[ Blade's curious, so that will be a yes. How horrifying is it? What would happen if it were unleashed? How much pain, how much agony—

Wait, no, that's probably bad. He can't let his mind drift into crazy town right now. Instead, he is curious to hear what is to be said. ]

[calamitish]

[ he sighs. ]

This might be obvious, but it's not easy to keep rewinding time back over and over again. It makes things unstable and things start to crack and slip through, like that umbrella.

It's probably a result of all of that. He's always felt weird to me and unlike the rest of you, he seems to have kept some of his abilities, or he wouldn't be able to talk to you.

All of that is probably a result of me messing with time, which introduced a contaminant, that then screwed with something else. But that's a guess, because this isn't in my wheelhouse either.

I'll keep an eye on it, but I'm kindaaaa busy right now. And we're abandoning this ship soon anyway, so as long as it doesn't go belly up in the next few days—

[ it'll be fine.

famous last words, surely. ]