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Fufu, so you wish to speak with me? Very well, leave whatever message you desire here.

If you dare.

sometime around new year's, action.

Date: 2022-01-06 02:04 am (UTC)
osake: DNT manga icons, pls. (pic#15045953)
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[ since mid-december, when the creep of winter began settling like snowdust around them and their mountain-high palace, shuten's sapphire has taken on an especially colorful sheen. like the glossy red horns standing high and proud on her head, shuten attentively polishes the blue gem wedged against her throat — for as long as they remain guests on this strange, alien planet, it'll be as much a part of her as anything else she grooms. and, lazy as she gets, she'll never forgo indulging in all the routines of self-care.

the weather convinces her to stay inside most of the month, despite her sapphire's natural resistance to the cold, glowing deep-sea blue with fresh energy. it doesn't entirely hold off the chill in their large abode, after all, and it isn't the torch-lit walls that tempt her during times like these ...

... but the flames of her animated partner, ever burning.

when early evening rolls around and the sun has already set, shuten grows restless. so, she goes to find ibaraki, wherever she is. ]

Date: 2022-01-06 04:24 am (UTC)
osake: dnt, pls. (十一杯。)
From: [personal profile] osake
[ the kinako mochi and amazake they might have nabbed from shrines and households on new year's eve have been replaced by chips and juice from the convenience store, huh? as traditional as shuten tends to be, she finds she doesn't mind — as it happens, the kotatsu, in addition to the rest, reminds of winter days spent in chaldea.

and on nights like this, she misses the familiar chaos of it all. ]


Here you are.

[ she observes from the doorway, before drifting on in. a small hum leaves her as she approaches the kotatsu. ]

Is this the kind of thing you prefer now, Ibaraki?

[ the snacks, she means. she squats, an arm wrapped around her knees and the loose robes decorating them. her other hand reaches for a small crumb sitting at the corner of the other oni's mouth, gingerly brushing it off. ]

We were awful spoiled back at Chaldea, weren't we?

Date: 2022-01-06 05:51 am (UTC)
osake: (五十杯。)
From: [personal profile] osake
[ her eyes lift with the amused glow of her smile when ibaraki reacts to that. ]

Fufu. I'm sure those mother hens in the kitchen miss the sheer voraciousness of your appetite.

[ boudica, emiya, etc. it's been awhile since she's thought of them. ]

Say ... make room, won't you?

Date: 2022-01-06 10:56 pm (UTC)
osake: dnt, pls. (四十八杯。)
From: [personal profile] osake
[ as much room as ibaraki makes, shuten decides it isn't enough. she plops down, slides her legs underneath the thick blanket, and shifts over until she's shoulder-to-shoulder with ibaraki, pressing against her like she almost means to climb into her lap.

she doesn't (yet). instead, she covers her hands too, and shivers pleasantly as the heat of the table thaws her bare, chilly limbs. ]


Why, it's almost as warm as you.

[ almost.

as for ibaraki's fancy of violence ... shuten hums, thinking on something as her eyes roam the snacks scattered over the table. ]


Mmm, Ibaraki. [ a pause lingers on her thoughtful smile. ] Do you miss it?

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