ritualization | [pcs] mizuki

[IT'S MY TURN TO GO 'I DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT'. lord.

ishi's just going to go ahead and take a seat, then, giving them a small smile in response.]

I'm glad you think so. [he is definitely a gentleman, thank you.] Ah, but I only meant to check whether you were sleeping here; I take it that answers my question.

[a gesture at the blankets in the booth, there.]

Though if you have no plans before then, I have no other pressing business. I'm already aware of the others I am trying to keep an eye on.

[ a smirk. ] Was that your way of asking if you can spend some time with me? You might be a little too gentlemanly sometimes.

[ it is charming, though - he's like an old-fashioned nobleman, all politeness and respect. He suits the outfit, they suppose. ]

I don't mind. [ lightly. ] I've got a bone to pick with you, anyways.

Ah, so I should try to be less so... I see.

[it's teasing, though-- he could try, maybe, but would it work? that's the real question. does ishi have an outright rude bone in his body, we do not know.

but he raises a brow at that last bit.]

I'm afraid I don't know what you mean by that. [a pause, before:] I am familiar with the phrase, however.

[he knows what it means, not why he should be concerned.]

Right, right. What are you doing roughhousing with Majima-kun so much? I'd expected it from a meathead like that guy, but you should know better, Ishi-san. If you get injured during the week, you could get in trouble tonight - especially you.

[ since he's going to be wandering the halls and all. ]

Ah, that...

[he at least has the decency to look a bit guilty at that, glancing away for a moment.]

He wanted to spar, since we might not have gotten another chance for it. When I agreed to using steel I was unaware he intended to fight as if he actually meant to kill me-- that man reminds me of some of the other swords more than any human I've met.

[there's a note of curious interest there, actually.]

I didn't intend to actually hurt him, but I did at least see to both our wounds after.

[ yeah, they're also not surprised that this is actually Majima's fault. Mizuki sighs, sounding exasperated, and shakes their head, slumping against the table a little bit. ]

So that's what happened, huh. Geez, men are so violent. [ ?? ] Just be careful. I'd be sad if either of you two really got hurt, you know?

[ how did they make friends with a bunch of dumb jock boys!! ]

I will be more cautious in the future, I promise.

[probably right up until majima or a certain other person wants to fight again, but listen, he'll do his best. he bows his head a bit and everything, before reaching out to pat their shoulder reassuringly.]

Whatever happens, I can take care of myself.

[and with a little grin, he adds, more teasingly:]

I would say you ought to be careful as well, but you've never given me the impression that it's a reminder you need.

Hah. I try my best.

[ although... considering their other thing fell through, it's probably worth mentioning this to him. Ishikirimaru's no slouch when it comes to fighting, either. ]

... To tell you the truth, though, I'm not one of those violent types. I can't really fight at all. [ they sound slightly sheepish. ] I wouldn't complain if you checked in during your nightly rounds. Just don't peek at my sleeping face.

[pcs] mizuki

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