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Ah shit she was mad.

Well, she didn't sound angry but he had caught the brief annoyance in her eyes and very small frown, Mac was certainly more the most open and expressive of them so it was pretty evident what she was feeling unless she made an effort to hide it.

"Of course," she answered. "Co-" She froze in terror as she realised she was just about to invite him into her room to talk, but with all that was going on in her head, with Adam and Zell, she felt it quite possibly the worst idea in the world to have any man in her room. "Let us, ahh," she stalled, her hand recoiling from the doorknob. "Let us go sit at the windowsill on the top floor. I think that will be where we have less chance of being disturbed."
Mac

He lifted an eyebrow before gesturing for her to lead the way, her caution was cute but he was not interested in diving into the mess that was her love life, uh, maybe thinking about it Fenna was his favorite party member, she was the only one who had her shit together.

Eventually, they were sitting on the windowsill in silence.

She seemed content on letting him speak first which was something he was not looking forward to but eventually, the silence became so unbearable that he ended up spilling the beans. Letting out a big breath he prepared.

"Look Mac, I ain't gonna beat around the bush, the night before we left for the temple me and Zell got sloshed at a tavern and then got into mischief, but I forgot I had the blessing with your appearance active. I meant to clear the misunderstanding but, well, everything else happened and we got busy" A hand went to rub the back of his neck "What I am trying to say is... sorry Mac, I fucked up and forgot to warn you"

He wanted to keep apologizing, to ask how he could make amends but... but first he had to hear a response. Didn't make sense to apologize and then not let the other person talk.




The next morning started normal -or as normal as it could be with everything that was happening, it was pleasant enough, with a fulfilling breakfast and friendly faces. Then the official messenger arrived, the message itself was brief but it still threw a wrench into his plans. No matter, the first day was just to coordinate and inform so he could get everything moving.

But first he had to notify his party members of the new orders.
Will post tonight
Just in case I will also drop mine:



Same, looks very interesting


...Okay he might have exaggerated the never part of never again BUT in his defense, him drinking this refreshingly cold extra-large beer was more for Zell's sake than his own.

Trust.

Of course, then the idiot decided that a retelling of that moment was needed and decided he had to participate as well. His ears were burning and it wasn't the alcohol, he once again thanked the fact that his fit had a hood integrated or else the stares would have killed him. Were his body not too tired to attack he would have slammed his anchor into the idiot, perhaps going drinking with this guy was a bad luck spell or something.

After a couple hours of playing a somewhat modified retelling of the history (Funnily he found himself switching between the roles of James and Zigmund when Zell had to explain something), he finally was allowed to move on. A slight buzz accompanied every step he took but he was not totally wasted. The last thing he wanted was to show up drunk to the next meeting in his itinerary.

Finally after what he felt was an eternity he stood in front of an unadorned door, according to his source (Freddo) this was the room Mac was staying in. Hestiantily he gave it a few nocks.

"Hey Mac, you there!"

He waited a few seconds before releasing a sigh, there was no sound coming from within so most likely she had yet to return. James wanted to take it as an excuse to delay this until tomorrow but Zifmund dug his feet in, this was their mess and he had to clean it up. With scalding reasoning he burned his soul he pressed his back against the wall beside the door, hoping against hope that she decided to spend the night elsewhere.

It took less time than he wished for her to arrive.

"Hey Mac, do you mind if we talk?"
Gonna post tonight
Junpei Kato
North Team

Listening to the other members of the North Team talk was mildly interesting, one of them was clearly from a civilian background, probably recent even if the concealed nervousness was anything to go by, the other student in contrast seemed almost bored, she also looked almost too young to be out here fighting against Grudges.

Was she a prodigy? or was it contract-related?

Either way, it was clear she was prepared to go against the Grudge at any moment, the sword in her hands made it clear.

Then the barrier broke and smaller Grudges poured towards them. The reactions from his teammates were amusing in their contrast, Sword was graceful and fluid, impaling the lesser grudges with ease before moving towards the next target. Mallet (Rabbit?) on the other hand was erratic and powerful, she seemed to be much more careful than the younger-looking one but was also doing more damage. He himself had only fended off a single one that targeted him, a direct kick to the head made the trick, not that he could keep doing it, even just a slight coating of spirit energy was taxing for his already small reserves.

Making sure the Grudge was truly dead he moved to join his classmates, he wondered if they had some sort of plan.


"I imagine you've got quite a bit of information that might be able to help me out, here." Zell gave a little head-tilt. "From being a Cleric maybe, aswell as being... Zigmund- Bro, are you totally sure you've 'Made Peace' with this arrangement in your noggin, right now? Do you know if you'll have to live with this for the rest of your life, or what?" A small part of him suddenly wondered if James was dealing with any resentment due to Zigmund getting killed by Second Chance. "If you're sure, then I trust you, of course - say no more. But we should probably create contingency plans for eachother, just in case anything goes wrong."
Zell

He shook his head lightly from side to side "I appreciate the feeling but I don't think it needed" He gave the other man a side glance then looked back to the canal "I will not lie to you, my feelings ARE a mess of guilt, resentment, and love, true. But above all I adore you guys, I would first die before letting anything happen to you" He directed a grin that immediately became a frown "But nevermind that, my issues are mostly handled, yours are not" He jabbed a finger in the other man's direction.

"That sword is an insidious thing and as you have volunteered to carry the curse even throwing it away will just have it find its way back towards you" It's what happened to him after all "It will always feel like you are in control, it won't change your personality, instead, it will exaggerate your bad traits, the worst part is that in the unlikely event that you notice it happening that 'you' will likely decide they are the better version of 'yourself', even if everyone else tells you the contrary" He stood up, he was about to start gesturing when a thought crossed his mind, was... was he giving a sermon? Oh Gods he was, wasn't he?

Well shit, he was already this far in, no reason to back down now, mama didn't raise no quitter "However!" Shit he was getting into it just like when he practiced with cousin Pedro "Don't despair, Zigmund may be a bastard but he was a cautious bastard, he learned how to conduct and sealing ritual tailored for the Black Sword in case he needed an out, poor idiot didn't realize he got caught in the trap but the knowledge is still here" Two fingers tapped at his head "We may not be able to get rid of it for you but we can make sure its influence is contained until we find a solution" He gave a last look at the other man "Give me 3 days and I will have the ritual ready but Zell, for it to work the affected must be willing to face separation, unless you truly desire getting rid of it it won't work, so what do you say Zell Brooks? Are you willing to be healed?"

...Okay for an impromptu speech, it wasn't bad, it just felt lacking, why oh why couldn't Zigmund come with oratory skills? Knowing the fastest way to kill a man with your bare hands held no shit to basic speechcraft.
I got my post ready, I just need to check things with Saiyan before posting
Posted!, chunkier than I used to but worth it
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