RE: Mun's future plans WRT inadequate weapon replacements.

[symmetrophile]

As loath as I am to admit it, I'm beginning to understand Maka's feelings about the coming holiday. She also spent last year's empty-handed, after all.

Put simply, there is no replacing such an exquisite pair.

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[spacecase]

The guns, right? You know, there are tons of gun wielders in Vatheon, including me. And have you been told of the Alchemiter yet?

[symmetrophile]

No, Jade, but it's possible this and what plans are in store may be connected.

What is it? This Alchemiter.

[spacecase]

It's a machine from my world that creates new objects using punch card alchemy. We get codes from an object or more objects, combine them, pay the appropriate amount of grist--or I guess Tokens in this case--and out comes a new item!

I am certain it can be tweaked to make the perfect weapons for you. And I am also certain that Maka is planning on telling you about it some time soon considering she got you holsters for Christmas.

[Sharing a headspace means you are privy to all the things, yep.]

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[symmetrophile]

The perfect weapons for me can't be found in Vatheon.

[But, while unarmed he is hardly defenseless, it wouldn't do to let his skills get rusty. No matter how far-fetched the method of making a suitable alternative might sound-- ]

If this is going to proceed smoothly, I'll need to begin collecting Tokens.

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[symmetrophile]

...Did she?

[All things considered, he hadn't expected that; the traumatic experience Maka had endured had scarred her deeply. That she tolerated his presence enough for small talk was more than he could ask.]

[spacecase]

...She says that she will provide any amount of Tokens you need, she has experience with alchemizing weapons.

She got more than that, but I cannot tell you the rest!

[so she picks now to be coy, typical Harley maneuver.]

[symmetrophile]

[SIGH. Maka, please.]

That won't be necessary. If I can't even produce the necessary materials to make my own weapons, I don't deserve them.

[spacecase]

Oh I think she's going to do it regardless of what you say.

[symmetryguns]

[They were there briefly when he was, but he does know what it's like to miss your weapons.]

It must be difficult for you.

[He wasn't exactly awake for the Christmas when he was there.]

[symmetrophile]

[To feign nonchalance would be a complete waste of time. Let him momentarily appreciate this gift of symmetry of there being two of him, however.

The effect is somewhat spoiled by the subject at hand.]

It can't be helped. I wouldn't wish captivity on the two of them.

[symmetryguns]

[Yeah, he's gotten used to the whole "two-of-him" thing, seeing as he shares a headspace and account with... several other versions of himself.]

They did well when they were there.

[symmetrophile]

[Captivity is still captivity, even if the cage happens to be a gilded (and impeccably shaped) one, but 'they did well' appeals to the basic care-taking instinct that exists between partners with a truly unique connection.]

Of course. The highly adaptable and independent Thompson sisters can't be held down by a mere underwater sphere.

Still, that's good to hear.

[symmetryguns]

[They did better than he did.]

How have you been?

[symmetrophile]

[You went through this, you hardly need to ask!]

As well as can be expected. Soul is doing fine, as far as anyone can tell.

Black☆Star arrived much weaker than we remember. Predictably, a disagreement didn't end well for him and my mundane acquaintance has suggested he might not be with us for much longer.

And then there's Maka, of course. That could be going better, but you would know more than I.

[symmetryguns]

The game does seem to cycle through our castmates quickly.

[Oh... Maka.]

Your interactions with Maka are going... better than I could have expected.

[symmetrophile]

That she can stand to permit her murderer to live under the same roof speaks whole volumes of her bravery.

[Yeah, okay, so he might be angry with himself. Figuratively/literally. It's hard to fully appreciate how encompassing a curse can be when you haven't actually suffered their ill effects yet.]

[symmetryguns]

[He will never forgive himself.]

... Yes. It does.

[symmetrophile]

Fully repairing the past may be impossible. The only certain thing is that it will never happen again.

[That would be the same sentiment that assures it will be so.]

[symmetryguns]

You cannot be sure of that.

[symmetrophile]

I was not unclear.

[One way or another, madness will not have him taking lethal action against his friends. How can they hope to follow in their Father's footsteps otherwise?]

It will never happen again.

[symmetryguns]

Who is willing and ready to kill you if it happens again?

[ineuphony]

She's not excited for the holidays, I take it?

[symmetrophile]

On the contrary, I think she's enjoying herself for a change.

[Can't say for certain; there's distance between them at present, due to lingering damage from a particularly traumatizing event from the last time he was in Vatheon. Not that he remembers a damn thing.]

Last year, however, I heard she spent it alone.

[ineuphony]

I think I've heard a little about that. But I'm glad the other me is doing better this time around.

[symmetrophile]

Of course.

[The feeling, judging by the understated curve of his mouth, is mutual.]

[ineuphony]

And you, Kid? Are you settling in alright?

[symmetrophile]

Although the Villa in which we're living can be chaotic, the bubble the city resides in has an unparalleled beauty.

[There's a lot more to it than that, but, as usual, Kid's the sort who keeps some things strictly to himself.]

In situations that are unfamiliar, it's an easy reassurance to fall back to older habits. Easy, but not necessary productive. Still--I think it's going as well as can be expected. All we can do is continue progressing for now.

I would thank you for your leadership by example, but that's a conversation intended for the other you.

[ineuphony]

( there's a smile on her. )

Hey, it's not a big deal. You know I'll always help you out.

[symmetrophile]

Likewise, you can depend on us as well.

[ineuphony]

Try not to get into too much trouble, okay?

[symmetrophile]

Worry more about Black☆Star.

He very nearly had himself hospitalized upon arrival.

[ineuphony]

Why am I not surprised...? -- What did the idiot do this time?

[symmetrophile]

He desecrated the flawless surface of the dome with his self-aggrandizing graffiti and picked a fight he couldn't win.

I, too, may have overdone it a little.

[ineuphony]

...

So wait, the two of you fought?

[symmetrophile]

He was supposed to be much stronger than that, how was I supposed to know he'd arrived from earlier than the rest of us?

[Poor excuse, coming from the guy who should have taken the time to observe his soul.]

[ineuphony]

( NO EXCUSES!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU GET A ZERO FOR THE DAY. )

How early?

[symmetrophile]

I couldn't say.

When he regained consciousness, he began training in earnest. I thought over-work might be responsible for his unceasingly supine state, but my mundane acquaintance has suggested he might be on the cusp of leaving.

[ineuphony]

Well... do me a favor and keep an eye on him for me.

Hey, Kid. 'Sup?

[reaperchop]

It won't be that bad, Kiddo! Though I'm sure they'll miss you just as much!

fdkslhglksdhgklhsgd

[symmetrophile]

[Father, please. Not Kiddo.

In front of everyone.]

Yes, Father. Not to burden you unnecessarily, but will you watch over them for me while I'm gone?

Is that happy keysmashing? XD

[reaperchop]

[He will embarrass all his Kids. He's a dad. It's what he does.]

Of course I will. And it's no trouble at all! You just worry about taking care of yourself.

YES ouo

[symmetrophile]

Thank you, Father. I will not disappoint you.

[Embarrassing nicknames or none, it would be a bald-faced lie trying to claim he isn't happy to see the god he looks up to so.]

X3 I love playing Death. He's so much fun.

[reaperchop]

I don't doubt that in the least bit. Just try and relax and have fun, okay?