voice everything.

[permit]

Even words from the wisest of men amount to very little when they fall on deaf ears. In the same vein, you won’t find much productivity to be had if you plan on continuing the way you are now.

But I imagine you’re well aware of this fact.

A will may not always come in the shape of a sword, but it is an apt description, don’t you think? For a will well-controlled is a functional tool with great potential. In capable hands it can carry out a wide array of actions, achieve conquests of the ilk of legends – whether it is used to attack, or to defend, or to kill.

But a blade is not a toy, and neither should a will be treated as such. I regret to inform you that if you continue to exercise your will so carelessly like this, then much like playing with a sword . . .

You will only find that you have cut yourself wide open.

[ . . . ]

--What a remarkably twisted thinking face you possess. Was I wrong? It appears you don’t appreciate the metaphor as much as I thought you might.

Ah. Very well, then. I’ll get straight to the point.

[ a pleasant smile. ]

You’re inadequate.

Comments

[alighter]

[ yeah he didn't even read that ]





What?

1/2

[permit]

[ . . . ]

[permit]

Perish the thought.

[ punctuated with a push of his glasses. ]

It is nothing you need concern yourself with, regardless.

[alighter]

's that so.

You say a lot of useless shit to me all the time, was just wonderin'.

[rosescape]

[ Listening attentively!!

Except -- that last sentence. ]

Eh?

[permit]

[ what a wonderfully attentive audience member...

-- now, if only he were better with children. ] Did you listen in on the entire thing, Miss Kushina?

I suppose apologies are due for wiling away your time when you were not whom I was originally addressing.

[rosescape]

[ 'Miss Kushina', really...

She shakes her head, not drawing her gaze away. ]

Reishi.

[trademark]

Is that meant as a warning or an insult?

[permit]

Do the semantics truly matter in a case such as this? Fushimi-kun.

[upriser]

That was a lot of pointless wasted saliva, man.

[permit]

So I have deduced.

I assure you -- were I capable of doing so, I would gladly refund the time you spent listening in to a conversation that had nothing to do with a passerby.

[fervour]

You can't say that, mister, especially not to a lady!

[permit]

[ ... a somewhat -- bemused(?) smile. it's been a while since he's found someone so bold, in this particular manner. ]

Should I have been softer with my critique?

[redbeans]

[harshness has always been the captain's style when it comes to commentary, anyway; seri is no stranger to it. that being said, the good captain seems to be more long-winded today.

harsh, but long-winded usually indicates that something is the issue.

she clears her throat.]

...what seems to be the issue, captain?

[permit]

[ nothing wrong, really. nothing so much as it is that he's playing with a full deck today, anyway -- trump cards included. ]

I'm taking stock. A quality control check, if I may call it. You needn't pay any heed, Awashima-kun.

[tenka]

You sure like to talk, don't you?

[permit]

If that is the audience's verdict, far be it for me to complain.

[cussing]

That's the prissiest way I've ever heard someone say that shit.

oh my god

[permit]

[ there's a minute raise of his brow, and yet -- hmm. as blatant the disrespect, and as novel as it certainly is, it isn't as affecting as he might've thought.

-- or it might just be the fact that he wasn't expecting a deep voice to come from a face like that. ] Your comments are very much appreciated, I assure you.

I will keep them in mind the next time I seek to threaten someone.

[jovial]

That's just mean, Glasses-san!

[ hello nika, time for you to make a little girl cry ]

[permit]

[ do you think this is a game

-- but ah, so this is what it's like when everyone's not terrified of you... good to know, he supposes. ]

I will have to beg your pardon. [ a friendly smile. ] Harsh though I might be, you will have to trust that the person to whom I'm referring is harsher, still.

[seethrul]

[shrinking violet? shrinking violet.]

Um...that's a bit harsh.

never mind i'm gonna cry instead, good bye

[permit]

[ so apparently somebody has a big mouth, and it's not him this time. maybe he wasn't harsh enough.

alas, all he can do is damage control. ]

So I've heard. [ a breath that might've been comforting(?) laughter. ] Perhaps it's my word choice that is so lacking.

I'll take care to mind it in the future.

[endeavor]

[ ... blah, blah, blah, guy talks too much--

hey, are you being mean to your munlady, mister guy-in-the-glasses ]

H-Hey! That's not how you tell your person off!

[ what ]

[permit]

[ ... oya, oya. ]

Shall I defer to your better wisdom, then?