yeah. that’s the funny part.

please. you hardly need precision for a shortsword. and don’t act like you’re above the axe, i’ve seen how you get with chopping firewood.

because you lack the spirit to wield an axe.

sounds like something a cursed sword wielder would say…

okay. how many times do you hear about a cursed axe over a cursed sword. people love a cursed sword.

if they’re so great then why do people keep putting spells and curses on them.

yeah, ‘cuz i don’t try to be. YOU, on the other hand, are just bad at it.

yeah. that’s why it’s derivative. dumbass.

the beautiful and hardworking axe VS the derivative and indolent shortsword.

( snorts. ) honestly? that was pretty accurate.

… i think rosie already knows. we’re not exactly subtle.

uh-huh. i’d almost venture to guess that you enjoy it.

i love making people mad.

( a pause. so brief, nearly unnoticeable. and then— ) eh, not really. don’t give them the chance to cause trouble, and you’ll be fine.

( that’s probably for the best. ) well, corravan would Never admit to it. so i guess you’ll have to trust my word.

( oh. That’s what he likes to see. ) corravan.

just in case. it’s a safety precaution, y’know?

… yeah. rolls off the tongue. hey. do me a favor. if they ask for your name, just tell them to call you rosie. ‘kay?

oh? ( shit-eating grin. ) you see that face a lot, huh?

we get along when it matters.

who said i was thinking of something perverted? ( he definitely was. ) projection much…

NO

thought of what.

. . . ugh, *fine*. make as many as you wish. i’ll wear them. but not another get-along sweater.

um, ( sweating a little. ) that’s rui.

good. let’s go. ( if he’s a bit too pleased with himself, he blames it on the pact. he knows it’s not the pact. )

i run hot. i’ll live.

damn, really? ( sighs in mock disappointment. ) guess i’ll have to keep getting warm mittens and scarves from rosie. there’s no other choice.

( returning the eye contact. cheeks growing warm. he can never tell if they’re joking or not. ) ... i’m going to annoy corravan until he pops a blood vessel. wanna watch?

wouldn’t YOU like to know. pervert.

hells take me. you’re actually so annoying.

I’M NOT.

💭 . . . ( thinking about something uncouth. ) nah, i’d have to pay them.

i’m not jealous.

( he looks at them with a strange fondness, like they’re a puzzle he can’t figure out. ) well, i won’t complain. though i’m not doing anything quest-related at the moment…

when did You get here??

oh, boo hoo. must be so awful having all those people working for you, i’m *sure*.

…? something just happened.

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYOU WANT POWER ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ...DON'T YOU? ㅤㅤㅤ —————————————— ⠀ #OCRP / #MVRP ⠀

excuse you. i put a lot of time and effort into my work. getting info is half of the process. besides, there’s nothing senseless in getting even.

please don’t get the shirt.

ah— ( pausing. hugging back as tenderly as he can. for rosie, he can do this. ) … i’m glad you like it. consider it repayment for all the knitting you’ve done for me.

aimless? real job?? strong words, captain. being a hunter isn’t easy— not that *you’d* know that.

( rummaging in his pack. taking out some suspicious potions, several daggers, and a whole ass axe ) ah, here. ( it’s a little wooden jewelry dish. ) made it on the way over. thought it could, uh… be useful for you.

( grinning. ) liar. if it weren’t for me or rosie your life would be such a drag. how else would you occupy your time, hm?

( apologetic smile. ) sorry. call it an old habit. you know, speaking of formalities, i have something for you. wanna see it?

temp pinned. penned by richie

TEMP PINNED. fantasy oc written by eli :) #ocrp / #mvrp

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