[ it's just that his recollection of medea is a little shaky on account of having only ever encountered her here in avalon and in one of those singularities that technically didn't happen. she'd had a weird name at the time, and the medea here isn't from chaldea, so naturally, she had no reason to trust him. ]
Small, blue hair. Pointy ears? [ he points at his own ears just in case she needs the visual. ] She fed everybody that weird porridge shit in Honnoji.
[ kykeon is an unforgettable experience, okay. ]
Heh, and I dunno. So far, there's only one of me. [ but also absolutely yes he'd fight himself. ] Pretty sure you'd jus' work together anyway.
[ izō is a little surprised by the offered hand, somewhere between it being an unfamiliar custom and because he never expects such a courtesy to be extended to him. there's nothing on his hand, but he wipes it on his sleeve anyway for good measure before he takes hers. his familiar has already made up its mind about things and has decided to sit down on ritsuka's shoes. ]
You know how it goes then, yeah? If ya got a problem with someone or a job you need taken care of, jus' tell me, and I'll do it. Er... should I still call ya Master?
[ either way, he's likely to slip up one way or another at some point. ]
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[ it's just that his recollection of medea is a little shaky on account of having only ever encountered her here in avalon and in one of those singularities that technically didn't happen. she'd had a weird name at the time, and the medea here isn't from chaldea, so naturally, she had no reason to trust him. ]
Small, blue hair. Pointy ears? [ he points at his own ears just in case she needs the visual. ] She fed everybody that weird porridge shit in Honnoji.
[ kykeon is an unforgettable experience, okay. ]
Heh, and I dunno. So far, there's only one of me. [ but also absolutely yes he'd fight himself. ] Pretty sure you'd jus' work together anyway.
[ izō is a little surprised by the offered hand, somewhere between it being an unfamiliar custom and because he never expects such a courtesy to be extended to him. there's nothing on his hand, but he wipes it on his sleeve anyway for good measure before he takes hers. his familiar has already made up its mind about things and has decided to sit down on ritsuka's shoes. ]
You know how it goes then, yeah? If ya got a problem with someone or a job you need taken care of, jus' tell me, and I'll do it. Er... should I still call ya Master?
[ either way, he's likely to slip up one way or another at some point. ]