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[enjoymyatelier]

[Did somebody say muuuuurders? Well, one person isn't really giving too much of a fuck! Spoilers: it's the dude who looked at a Lovecraftian serial killer taking a bus full of children into a forest and mostly just thought about how unclassy it was. Well, no one ever accused Kayneth of having basic empathy! It's not like anyone he cares about has been attacked yesterday and the day before it, after all.

Granted, there's only one person who he really cares about, and he's currently running errands for her on account of her injury (oh god oh man). Really, he wouldn't lower himself to this sort of thing under normal circumstances, but, well, circumstances call for it.

So it shouldn't be too difficult to run into him somewhere in the city throughout the day, whether it be shopping for clothes that can easily be altered to hide the fact that the wearer's missing a hand, looking for various left-handed supplies, stopping for tea, or generally being in a very bad mood. Oh wait, that last one applies to all of it...]

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[croibhristeoir]

[Diarmuid was on his last nerve. His very definitely final nerve before flipping into a berserk curse-spouting rage of Volume 3 proportions. He'd had quite enough of everything, but unfortunately he still had to go out. He was running out of tea, and if Arturia happened to come by...well, if the king of England wanted tea, she'd damn well get it.]

[But of course it would be today, pale with dark circles under his eyes barely hidden by his glasses, that he ran into Kayneth. The mere sight revolted him, with the mood he was already in. So Diarmuid just kept his mouth shut and determinedly ignored him.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[bugger all this for a lark why was he here. it was bad enough that lancer was still taking in oxygen, but given what happened that morning...

As much as he wanted to confront Lancer about what a man's shirt was doing in Sola's laundry, for once he just didn't want to deal with it. It wouldn't end well, because it never had before. Normally he could deal with this sort of thing easily, but this place had left him without a leg to stand on.

Of course, that wasn't preventing the knuckles on his free hand from going chalk white as he went for the tea.]

[croibhristeoir]

[Because fuck you with Caladbolg, that's why.]

[Looking thoroughly exhausted, Diarmuid did what he was certain would annoy Kayneth beyond reason...ignored him completely. You are not worth my time, he said with his simple refusal to look at his former Master.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[goddamn he wished Lancer would just stop breathing. right now. he couldn't just let this go. he had to find some way to get even, whatever that would take.

But now, just. Just buy some tea, get out of there, try and get something figured out...]

[croibhristeoir]

[He'll just take his sweet goddamn time, because he knows his existence pisses you right off.]

[look over here]

[look at me existing]

[validate me you son of a bitch]

[enjoymyatelier]

[not looking

nope

just gonna start heading towards the cashier]

[croibhristeoir]

[yeah you do that]

[good luck not running into him outside afterwards]

[range]

[For being in a bad mood, Grit recommends your good friend 'the cancer stick'.

But he'll not suggest that, and instead, they'll meet after Grit accidentally bumps into him. And then he blinks and turns around.]

Hey, you okay?

[enjoymyatelier]

[if kayneth wanted to give himself lung cancer he'd be all over pipes

gotta be classy and posh as hell, after all

but anyway-]

Of what concern is it to you?

[range]

[Dude, pipes make you look like a creepy old man.

Cigars are classiest.]

...Cause I bumped ya.

[enjoymyatelier]

[counterpoint: sherlock motherfucking holmes]

I barely noticed.

[range]

[Counterpoint: Sherlock Holmes could look classy eating ribs.]

Hm. Well, sorry anyways.

[Going to move beside him.] You've been here for 'while?

[enjoymyatelier]

Why are you asking me this?

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[devola]

[Wrong day, wrong time, wrong place, Kenny-boy. Story of your life is along the same lines as "E-rank luck", ain't it?]

Ignoring the... style choices, aren't those a little small for you?

[Says the woman even shorter than Sola. Women's clothing, bro? Really?

Well. At least it's just someone apt to tease strangers instead of a member of the "Lynch-us-dat-Archibald" posse.]

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[enjoymyatelier]

[if it's not facepunching, it's trolling

will the e-rank curse ever be lifted...???]

I assumed that it would be fairly obvious that these aren't for me.

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[devola]

Fair point~

[In fairness at least trolling isn't usually brutal. Usually lasts longer than five seconds, too.]

Need a hand picking stuff out for your lady?

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[enjoymyatelier]

[His first instinct is HELL NO I AM THE BEST AT FASHION NO ONE CAN COMPARE, but you know... she does have roughly the same hair color, so she could make a good reference...]

I suppose it couldn't hurt.

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[devola]

[Gotta love that Prospero hue. Red, red, everywhere. And not even because of Ryuunosuke.]

I'll try to tone down the bothering a bit, then. Anything in particular you're looking for?

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[enjoymyatelier]

[there's more than one way to paint the town red. some are a little better regarded than others.]

That would certainly be appreciated, yes. Anyway, I'm mostly looking for long-sleeved shirts-preferably light material, given that it's bound to get warmer soon.

[ action ] I had to tag this since you linked that video

[rocker]

[ wow, looks like someone here is having a bad mood.. and David just has his forever continuing lineface, but at the same time he feels like he should perhaps at least speak up here. It's rather dangerous out lately with that serial killer and all, after all, so it's common courtesy.

... That, and nobody should look that grumpy for no reason while browsing through a rack of clothes. What did the poor clothes do to you, Kayneth. ]

Is something the matter? [ trying to be diplomatic as ever, aw yes. ]

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[enjoymyatelier]

[they existed, man

that's all he needs]

It's a private matter. I can deal with it myself.

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[rocker]

[ there's more stuff existing!! ]

... Sorry. I apologize for troubling you, but.. these are rather tough times, after all. [ you know, serial killers. and murder everywhere. ]

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[enjoymyatelier]

You don't have to tell me twice. I assume you're talking about recent events rather than the situation in general, though?

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[rocker]

Yes, I was referring to the more recent events. After all, the more general danger does not appear until midnight.

[ so that can be avoided a little at least, or.. well, taken into account. ]

I meant the ones broadcasted on the news.

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[enjoymyatelier]

Those were the ones I was talking about. Of course, I assume that the danger related to that would take place at night as well-unless the killer's either incredibly skilled or incredibly stupid.