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I mean, I definitely wouldn't say no to free booze right now.

[Apparently that runs in their family, too?! But he'll just sigh like the weary old man he feels like and lean on his arms instead, so he can at least have a face-to-face conversation. Ish. ...He'll make sure Luke doesn't get attacked by vengeful fruit, at least.]

But yeah, mostly I'm just getting reeeal tired of "adjusting and re-adjusting" being the it thing to do. Gotta ask, though - did you get any Happy April presents?

[Why is this family like this.]

You'll be legal in a few months, Kashuu. Then I'll give you all the free booze you want but for right now...[He'll continue on, apparently making something for him anyway. He's about to ask what exactly happened, but of course Kashuu beats him to it and his shoulders tense a bit. For a moment he considers lying to him about it before he figures he kind of owes him the truth in this case.]

...got a couple of 'em, yeah. Haven't figured out what they mean or how they keep getting stuff in my mailbox, but three showed up. I'm guessing you too then?

[Someone's gotta take the award for "quickest to take arms"...

Either way, he notices the pause more than the shoulder tension considering he's still kind of zoning out and wallowing in his own tragic anime life. But that's enough to get him to sit upright again, lips pursing a little.]

I got a couple things, yeah. One was just stupid and the other one's really weird. ...Have you been doing okay with yours? Like, "creepy stalker who leaves presents in my room at night" vibe Retrospec's got going on aside.

[Give him a few before he turns back and sets an alarmingly pink drink in front of him. It's just cherry juice, lime, soda water and grenadine. Still, he notices that Kashuu's paying attention and decides this is definitely a conversation worth having.]

I'm gonna need you to define "stupid" in a sec. Everything's too weird. [He frowns though.] Nothing dangerous has shown up but I have a lot of questions and even fewer answers. [A beat.] Who the hell sends somebody used shoes?

[!! PRETTY. Kashuu reaches over for it, attention briefly distracted as he takes a sip to try it out. NO ALCOHOL BUT THAT'S FINE a free drink is a free drink, and he likes cherry sodas anyway.]

Thank yooou!

[He perks up so fast...]

—But wait a second. Are you saying they gave you a pair of used shoes? That's so gross!

[Listen, when Kashuu's 21st hits Luke will do his best to drown him in alcohol but UNTIL THEN. Pretty cherry drinks for the pretty flower boy. So Luke settles for a grin, pleased that Kashuu seems to like his drink but yeah...yeahhhhh.]

I mean I'm pretty sure they're used, yeah. They're beat up and everything but they were in a shoebox. They also fit which is equally disturbing. Haven't figured out why when my own shoes are perfectly fine. On the other hand--[He stops then, shaking his head.] Nah, wait, you first. What have they sent you?

[Please be kind when Baren takes him out on a massive bender, Luke...]

That's totally stalker behavior... But I guess we already knew those guys are into things like that, huh? [Somehow, knowing things down to shoe size adds a new element of Creepy, though... His nose wrinkles a little, imagining how shitty it'd be to open a package only to discover that they were nastyass old shoes that actually fit.]

Hey, hey! Don't cut off in the middle of a sentence like that, geez... [GEEZ. But he'll answer anyway, with a little sigh.]

They sent me a stupid little shell first, like a normal one from the beach? And then, uh. A sword.

[There is no stopping party satan, sorry.]

Makes you wonder where they're getting their information, doesn't it? Also my bar, my rules. If I want to cut out, I will.

[...but he's staring for a minute because one of those things is definitely not like the other.]

You sure it's not a shell from Peach Beach? [The ocean's still here, after all.] And I know this is probably a stupid question, but bear with me. The sword's real?

[Luke don't abandon him before his trials even begin.]

Ugh... [JUST UGH. But Luke is right so he doesn't actually argue...]

It might be? It probably is. It was just weird, 'cause I was like, oh my god. Why are you weirdos sending me this? [He just wants to live his life!!] But yeah, it's definitely real. ...It's also like, magic or something.

[Oh.]

[...oh.]

A magic sword. [Kashuu are you sure about this?] What exactly does that mean? How can you tell?

Don't look at me like that.

[He knows HE KNOWS!! Just let him live his wacky life with magic swords...]

Anyway, I can tell 'cause it's like some weird voodoo doll sword or something. Like, if people touch it? I can totally feel it, too.

There's no such thing as voodoo, Kashuu. Are you sure it's not just a coincidence? [Even as he says it though he doesn't sound like he believes it's coincidence either...] Explain this to me. So if somebody picks up the sword you feel like you're being lifted in the air or what?

Look, there wasn't any such thing as giant horse-chickens until like, two months ago, too.

[HE SEES YOU, LUKE. He sees that disbelief!!]

Anyway, it's not exactly like that... It's more like, things that are directly against it, I can feel? Like if people tap it, it feels like someone's tapping my arm.

[UGH. All right, Kashuu has a point and he frowns heavily in response.]

So the horse-chickens might be causing voodoo. That makes this even worse. [He listens to the explanation carefully because it's still weird, but that's better than what he was thinking.] So the sword has its own lifeforce is what you're saying. That's not weird at all...maybe it's not a bad idea to take that thing to a priest or something to exorcise it. You're sure it belongs to you?

Just when you think it can't get worse, right?

[Not that he thinks the horse-chickens are actually causing voodoo, but he doesn't trust them either...]

But - I guess? I dunno. Maybe. It definitely felt familiar when I saw it, though... And I just kinda like, hallucinoremembered it?

[Literally a few hours ago apparently, with how these threads ended up timing out WHOOPS. Good thing he's so good at pretending he's Fine when he is Not Fine.]

[TIMELINES!!!]

I still hate that word. Okay, how exactly did you hallucin-whatevere'd it? I know this is probably going to sound every bit as stupid as I can imagine it to be, but this is sort of important. If we're all getting familiar stuff and getting memories for it, maybe there's a chance in figuring out how it all works.

Um... Well, some strangers just tried to pick a fight a few hours ago and Yasusada showed up with this and I had one of those vision things when I went to fight 'em... So basically it was me having a vision about stabbing something while I was almost stabbing something, I guess?

[Sound a little more concerned, Kashuu.]

[There's a hum of consideration.]

Did you actually stab someone though? Either in this life or your hallucination thing. [Maybe Luke should sound a little more concerned too?? It's hard to be that worried since he's still busy trying to wrap his head around the voodoo sword concept.]

Doesn't surprise me too much. That seems to be how some of mine are coming up, too.

Mm... Well, yeah. [A PAUSE which might be marginally ominous, but it's just Kashuu trying to decide how he wants to tackle explaining this. In the end, he settles with something relatively simple. Just--]

In the hallucination, but it wasn't human.

[Unlike the very human thugs he almost stabbed.]

That's definitely a pattern there, then.

[That just raises more questions though.]

A monster? [Why that's his first thought...well, he won't say. The word is almost automatic and he's hanging onto Kashuu's every word.] Or something else? It's a pattern but now you're opening a whole other can of worms or whatever.

[WHY IS THAT HIS FIRST THOUGHT... He looks a little surprised, but after a second of mild consideration, he nods.]

Monster? Yeah... Yeah, that's what I would call something like that.

[An enormous monster that he still doesn't understand being able to cut down... Shit was huge.]

Pretty typical though, huh? We finally start getting some patterns to work with and it just gives us more headaches.

So we ignore the headaches and just pretend all of this is actually right. That's about the only way I can see this having any kind of good outcome. [And because he doesn't know when to leave well enough alone...] What'd it look like?

Don't start getting all doom-and-gloomy on me. I've already got enough gloomy guys in my life.

[Also don't start running off into the loving embrace of danger, Luke. He sees you.]

Um... It was big? Like, big, and wearing some kinda armor or something. It had this huuuge sword, too. Some of its armor had bones sticking out of it... I think there were bones sticking outta the guy, too? Horns on its head, freaky little feet - oh, and it was on fire.

[why]

I'm not good at doom-and-gloom anyway. [Now running face-first into danger, yeah, he's an expert at that. Also being on fire, that's something he's good at in memories he doesn't have yet and that I won't reclaim from this thread. But uh. Okay, sure, Kashuu, this seems a little....]

I'd ask if they were its bones but that probably doesn't matter too much. You fought it sword to sword? How'd you get out of getting burned? [A sigh.] This is just getting weirder and weirder. Again.

[Luke and his memory regain train needs to take a timeout and have a long think about things... Please stop running into danger and also being on fire?!]

They might've been? The ones coming out of it, at least... And I have nooo idea. I fought it like I'd fought things like that my whole life or something, it was crazy. Cut it right in half and everything.

[Despite only coming up to its abdomen... HIS ANIME LIFE.]

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