[It was another day with little to do, so as usual the Puppet Formerly Known as the Kabukimono went to the forges to get to work on some new blades. It felt odd sometimes, to continue the practice after everything that happened at Tatarasuna, but he reminded himself that it was an important skill that could help the people there.
He was just finishing putting clay on the hot iron when someone approached him, he offered a smile before speaking.]
I'll be right with you! This part gets a little loud-
[And he dipped the blade into water and held it there to cool- and while most did the sensible thing and used tongs to handle hot iron, he simply used his hands.
Once the blade finally cooled enough he removed it and laid it flat, turn to the stranger as he shook the water from his arm.]
I'm sorry about that, one must work quickly while the iron is hot. May I help you?
(( I totally dropped the ball! Please forgive me! ))
[ The face there looks familiar to Cyno but the way he speaks and holds himself is different. Perhaps this is one of those situations where it’s merely a coincidence of a place like this... He returns the smile and watches the young man’s work, and the way he forgoes the usual tools in handling hot materials that touching would have most screaming in agony.
Curious. ]
There’s quite a few sayings about that, indeed. I just heard rumors of your work and came to see for myself. It does seem like you do have quite an effective hands on method.
[On the 24th Kanoa will find a box with his name on it along with a holiday card that reads,]
Merry Christmas! - Arrakis Faylare
[Inside are a small bag of chocolates and a personalized chess set!
Arrakis attempted to make his chocolates sword shaped but they kept breaking so he chose cat shaped instead. The chocolates are mildly spicy with a hint of orange for his bright personality.
Kanoa's chess board is designed after a sword. The white squares are polished metal to resemble a sword's blade and the black squares are black wood. The board has a black border with a rapier carved in silver on each edge. The pieces are black and white wood and carved on the bottom of one of the black knights are Arrakis's initials, AF.]
[On December 25th, Kanoa will find a package on his doorstep containing an assortment of teas, a box of goodies from the local bakery, and a palm-sized glass heart. A note attached reads:]
Hey Kanoa. Thanks for making all of those swords for me short notice. You really helped me out. I put some tea and snacks in here, but come to think of it, I'm not sure if you eat or not. If you don't, I'll take them off your hands, and I can just get you something else.
I know that glass heart isn't really the type you're looking for, but I thought of you when I saw it.
[Delivered quite kindly by the mail mice to Kanoa's home is a bag of homemade potpourri and a little handmade Christmas Pixie. Last but not least, there are some Christmas cookies (some are a little misshapen but it's clear they were made with care).
Attached is a card inside is delicate handwriting:]
MERRY CHRISTMAS KANOA I made the cookies myself with some help! Hope you have a wonderful holiday season. Again, Merry Christmas!
[On his doorstep there will be a box filled with a pair of geta sandals and a book of Pinocchio. At least he left a name on the card, that’s all. Happy holidays kid.]
[At some point in the afternoon/evening, after this conversation, Kanoa will receive a call. Maybe a text would have been more appropriate, but Aubrey’s marginally more used to leaving messages after the beep.]
Hey, is this Kanoa? Uh, I’m a… I know Eren, and he was talking about getting a sword from you. For me. My name’s Aubrey. I have my arm measurements, and if there’s anything else you need, let me know. Thanks. Really appreciate it.
[not even thirty seconds after her message was left, she’d get a video call back. She may have used voice, but he wanted to smile at her so she would know he is friendly and nice!
Of course his smile probably does not inspire great faith in his abilities. He’s very childlike, and clearly excited at the idea of having a new friend.]
Hello! Kanoa is my name, and Eren is my friend! You must be friends too!
I will make you a swords! Or find you one. I have made many swords. They are good swords to keep you safe!
[Then he finally remembers the reason she actually called- he needed arm numbers! Eren must have told her he would need them! He knew things like that, Kanoa found it very impressive.]
You measured your arms yourself, so tell me the numbers and you will have a sword!
[Aubrey thought she’d tweaked the setting that turned her video on when the other person did; she thought wrong, apparently. She picks up at the tail end of Kanoa’s return call, surprise still written clear and stupid on her face. It takes her another couple seconds to register she has, in fact, picked up.]
How old are you?
[What a nice greeting! Really, Aubrey shouldn’t be surprised when Eren was-slash-is a child soldier, but somehow her vaguely-formed image of Kanoa the Sword Guy was… well, not childlike. This place is full of surprises.
[The measurements and other such formalities will come, she just. Needs a second.]
[Well, buckle up Aubrey because he's about to get even weirder.]
Mother made me over a century ago, but I slept for many of those years. I woke up... three or four summers ago I think. I am not so good at remembering time.
[Huh. Guy who sleeps for three or four years. Ain’t that familiar—and also, not something she wants to think about, so Aubrey wipes at the frown physically for a moment.] Time sure flies, doesn’t it....
[Her expression settles back to its usual flatline.] Anyway, ah. You make swords. [She tilts her head slightly.] Have you… always known that?
[In late March, Kanoa will receive a small box. There’s a folded note on top, written on nice stationery in (a very amateur attempt at) quill ink:]
Hi Kanoa,
I’ll be upfront: this is part request, part gift. I’d like you to make a sword for a friend of mine. Measurements are on the back of this paper. It’s ok if you’re busy and can’t or don’t want to do it, though.
The gift part is that you can keep this, whether you make another sword or not. I know you said you didn’t want anything for mine, but… here’s payment for here’s something anyway.
—Aubrey
[Within the package: a wood-carved box, with crossed swords atop the lid. (Dealer’s choice on the details.) On the bottom is a signature from the local woodworkers’ shop, Built by Otto; and carved across the front is a short message: “Don’t forget to blink!”]
(ooc: Not expecting a thread here, just a small token for the local puppet swordmaker!)
[He’s getting a picture of a frog in return. Not the cat. Just a literal frog he’s found.
This could mean many things. He could (and probably should) respond to the very nice offer Maruki made, but there was something about this frog that takes precedence.
Probably to dodge the topic of Eren not being there.]
[Oh. That was a very nice picture. That brought happiness.
So he smiled, even if no one could see it, because that is what humans do when they are brought happiness.
He sends a picture back, this time of Frog (cat). It was blurry from motion, but in an attempt to recreate Korroke’s leaf, a leaf was offered to Frog… only for Frog to lunge and try to eat it.]
[ At some point during the week, Kanoa receives an invitation:
I'll be hosting a dinner party on March 22 and would love to see you there!
Feel free to come to the Horizons farmhouse any time after 5 PM.
Please do not bring anything! No food, no drinks, nothing but your presence. I appreciate the thought, but for me, the joy of this is being able to cook for a group of people, and I would like to handle it myself.
Hope to see you there!
Dr. Maruki
One gets the impression that if you go against his wishes to bring something anyway, it might stress him out...
When the mingle log goes up on the 22nd, please feel free to come tag around! ]
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[Of all of your adorably dumb cats.]
You got 10 minutes to get home or I'm feeding your dinner to them.
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But papa all the mooving pikchers of cats was ten minutes! You triked me!
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Should've been quicker, kiddo.
The cats say thank you for the chicken.
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Aww, sorry kid.
Why don't you come on home and I'll make it up to you, yeah?
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He was just finishing putting clay on the hot iron when someone approached him, he offered a smile before speaking.]
I'll be right with you! This part gets a little loud-
[And he dipped the blade into water and held it there to cool- and while most did the sensible thing and used tongs to handle hot iron, he simply used his hands.
Once the blade finally cooled enough he removed it and laid it flat, turn to the stranger as he shook the water from his arm.]
I'm sorry about that, one must work quickly while the iron is hot. May I help you?
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[ The face there looks familiar to Cyno but the way he speaks and holds himself is different. Perhaps this is one of those situations where it’s merely a coincidence of a place like this... He returns the smile and watches the young man’s work, and the way he forgoes the usual tools in handling hot materials that touching would have most screaming in agony.
Curious. ]
There’s quite a few sayings about that, indeed. I just heard rumors of your work and came to see for myself. It does seem like you do have quite an effective hands on method.
Christmas Gift
Merry Christmas!
- Arrakis Faylare
[Inside are a small bag of chocolates and a personalized chess set!
Arrakis attempted to make his chocolates sword shaped but they kept breaking so he chose cat shaped instead. The chocolates are mildly spicy with a hint of orange for his bright personality.
Kanoa's chess board is designed after a sword. The white squares are polished metal to resemble a sword's blade and the black squares are black wood. The board has a black border with a rapier carved in silver on each edge. The pieces are black and white wood and carved on the bottom of one of the black knights are Arrakis's initials, AF.]
Gift Delivery
I know that glass heart isn't really the type you're looking for, but I thought of you when I saw it.
- Eren
Christmas Delivery
Attached is a card inside is delicate handwriting:]
MERRY CHRISTMAS KANOA
I made the cookies myself with some help!
Hope you have a wonderful holiday season.
Again, Merry Christmas!
Sincerely,
Alice Liddell
Gift time!
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[At some point in the afternoon/evening, after this conversation, Kanoa will receive a call. Maybe a text would have been more appropriate, but Aubrey’s marginally more used to leaving messages after the beep.]
Hey, is this Kanoa? Uh, I’m a… I know Eren, and he was talking about getting a sword from you. For me. My name’s Aubrey. I have my arm measurements, and if there’s anything else you need, let me know. Thanks. Really appreciate it.
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Of course his smile probably does not inspire great faith in his abilities. He’s very childlike, and clearly excited at the idea of having a new friend.]
Hello! Kanoa is my name, and Eren is my friend! You must be friends too!
I will make you a swords! Or find you one. I have made many swords. They are good swords to keep you safe!
[Then he finally remembers the reason she actually called- he needed arm numbers! Eren must have told her he would need them! He knew things like that, Kanoa found it very impressive.]
You measured your arms yourself, so tell me the numbers and you will have a sword!
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[Aubrey thought she’d tweaked the setting that turned her video on when the other person did; she thought wrong, apparently. She picks up at the tail end of Kanoa’s return call, surprise still written clear and stupid on her face. It takes her another couple seconds to register she has, in fact, picked up.]
How old are you?
[What a nice greeting! Really, Aubrey shouldn’t be surprised when Eren was-slash-is a child soldier, but somehow her vaguely-formed image of Kanoa the Sword Guy was… well, not childlike. This place is full of surprises.
[The measurements and other such formalities will come, she just. Needs a second.]
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Mother made me over a century ago, but I slept for many of those years. I woke up... three or four summers ago I think. I am not so good at remembering time.
[So he's three, basically.]
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[Huh. Guy who sleeps for three or four years. Ain’t that familiar—and also, not something she wants to think about, so Aubrey wipes at the frown physically for a moment.] Time sure flies, doesn’t it....
[Her expression settles back to its usual flatline.] Anyway, ah. You make swords. [She tilts her head slightly.] Have you… always known that?
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“I keep forgetting to blink” I love him
Should have been there for the shampoo eating incident
Eren’s mun has told me about that! what a guy
He’s a dumb precious baby doomed by the narrative
oh fun!
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surprise box
[In late March, Kanoa will receive a small box. There’s a folded note on top, written on nice stationery in (a very amateur attempt at) quill ink:]
Hi Kanoa,
I’ll be upfront: this is part request, part gift. I’d like you to make a sword for a friend of mine. Measurements are on the back of this paper. It’s ok if you’re busy and can’t or don’t want to do it, though.
The gift part is that you can keep this, whether you make another sword or not. I know you said you didn’t want anything for mine, but…
here’s payment forhere’s something anyway.—Aubrey
[Within the package: a wood-carved box, with crossed swords atop the lid. (Dealer’s choice on the details.) On the bottom is a signature from the local woodworkers’ shop, Built by Otto; and carved across the front is a short message: “Don’t forget to blink!”]
(ooc: Not expecting a thread here, just a small token for the local puppet swordmaker!)
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If there is anything I can do for you in Eren's absence, please let me know. I'll help in any way that I can, even if it's just by providing company.
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This could mean many things. He could (and probably should) respond to the very nice offer Maruki made, but there was something about this frog that takes precedence.
Probably to dodge the topic of Eren not being there.]
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And then later, once he's back at the machiya, he sends a photo of Korokke with a leaf on her head like a little hat. ]
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So he smiled, even if no one could see it, because that is what humans do when they are brought happiness.
He sends a picture back, this time of Frog (cat). It was blurry from motion, but in an attempt to recreate Korroke’s leaf, a leaf was offered to Frog… only for Frog to lunge and try to eat it.]
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He's going to go poke around outside the machiya to see what lives amongst the plant life. Surely there's something, right?
Some time later, a photo of a little lizard sunning itself on one of the rocks in the zen garden. ]
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invitation - no need to respond!
One gets the impression that if you go against his wishes to bring something anyway, it might stress him out...
When the mingle log goes up on the 22nd, please feel free to come tag around! ]