-- Because they can't. And to a degree, neither can centaurs that weigh about two tons. But you'd be surprised how much that doesn't matter when you're absurdly tall and have arms as well as horse legs.
That's gonna be how Kasumi finds Chiron on this fine afternoon -- standing only on his hind legs with his front hooves firmly propped against a tree trunk, bracing him as he reaches up and drags one of the higher tree branches down to his level. From it he yanks out two homemade arrows, and once they are safely deposited in his arrow pouch, he releases the branch, watching as half the tree violently lurches back in place from the force.
His task done, he pushes himself off and stamps his hooves into the earth a few times, getting a feel for the ground -- and only then sees that he's being watched.]
[every time i'm reminded of how tall chiron is i feel shook all over again
Kasumi knows fuckall about horses, though, so this sure is a thing to stumble across during your daily jog. She slow downs to a stop, and only seems to realize she's staring when he greets her.]
O-Oh, good afternoon! [Quick, jerky bow.] How are you today?
[That poor tree needs a hug after everything it's been through. She gives him a curious look like while he pats it, her gaze sliding over to the arrow pouch. Huh.]
It's not the same as training at the gym, but the fresh air really does make up for it.
[Hm... he knows what a gym is, as well as the various types of equipment you can find inside (thank you, Holy Grail), but he does give her an impressed look all the same]
Rhythmic gymnastics! [Or at least, that's what it looked like from what was shown in the game... Atlus, please.] I'm still only in high school, but one day I'm going to compete on an international level.
[No he is really into basic convos like this. He loves to learn!!]
Where I hail from, competitions were held inside the country, but nothing on a national level. I can only imagine those who reach such heights must be skilled indeed.
They are! I wish I could show you a gymnastics competition. Professional athletes are on a whole other level.
[Maybe she will ask the leaders if they can get a recording or something... It would a nice alternative to, uh, the lack of content on the TVs. But for now—]
If you don't mind me asking, however... Where is it that you're from?
[Having the nerve to smile at her like he didn't just cloppity clop away in a bloody show of glory a while before.
Though he's pretty damn quick about patching himself up, at least. The arrow's gone, his wounds are patched with miscellaneous cloths, and despite his occasional glassy-eyed appearance...]
As far as I know... yes. [Unless someone is being sneaky and playing down their injuries, anyway. She squints at him, making zero effort to hide how she's checking his the patchwork out.] Are you alright? You left so suddenly, I didn't get the opportunity to ask.
[And she is more than allowed to look, he'll even keep still. All things considered, it's as good a job as anyone can do here without proper medical supplies]
You'll have to forgive me - I did not think it wise to collapse in front of everyone when none could move me, so I removed myself to an area I'm more comfortable with.
[CHIRON... She opens her mouth as if to suggest someone could have helped him, and then snaps it shut when she remembers the resident hulk got injured as well. Unfortunate.]
You don't have to apologize at all. But, please, allow someone else to accompany you in the future. You shouldn't have to tend to your injuries alone.
[and unfortunately this is why chiron is the village brain cell sometimes]
I will keep this in mind for the future, thank you. Though if it will put any future concerns to rest, I ended up being closely watched while I worked.
[Given how badly his headache set him back, Chiron knows he shouldn't be walking about looking after the others, but... old habits will die hard tonight.
He'll look for "Kasumi" and find her wherever she's resting]
[He will find her easily enough! Probably. Yoshizawa is at the bridge, leaning over it to stare at the water. Her glasses are tucked against her shirt as she idly rubs at one of her eyes, puffy and red rimmed.
She will look up when she hears the cloppity clop of that horse dad bod.]
[As if sensing her need to argue, Chiron will address the unspoken first, still looking at her while he speaks]
Many of us realized Kano was not the culprit... but there was no one else suspicious enough to vote for. That there was mass panic is understandable -- it isn't as if anyone wants to send an innocent to their death.
[So he understands, and it's why he isn't mad.]
But you are correct... and now the truth is that we have a killer amongst us.
[Nah, Alex and Hua Cheng totally left her to bleed out. It's cool.
Okay, no. She's been presumably bandaged up by now. And though Chiron won't be able to see it, she moves to sit up as soon as she hears the cloppity clop of his approach. He can't see her! He can't tell her not to! It's fine.]
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W0 || Wednesday
-- Because they can't. And to a degree, neither can centaurs that weigh about two tons. But you'd be surprised how much that doesn't matter when you're absurdly tall and have arms as well as horse legs.
That's gonna be how Kasumi finds Chiron on this fine afternoon -- standing only on his hind legs with his front hooves firmly propped against a tree trunk, bracing him as he reaches up and drags one of the higher tree branches down to his level. From it he yanks out two homemade arrows, and once they are safely deposited in his arrow pouch, he releases the branch, watching as half the tree violently lurches back in place from the force.
His task done, he pushes himself off and stamps his hooves into the earth a few times, getting a feel for the ground -- and only then sees that he's being watched.]
Good afternoon.
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Kasumi knows fuckall about horses, though, so this sure is a thing to stumble across during your daily jog. She slow downs to a stop, and only seems to realize she's staring when he greets her.]
O-Oh, good afternoon! [Quick, jerky bow.] How are you today?
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[Patting the poor tree that had to endure both his weight and his abuse as he smiles at her]
Out for a run, I assume?
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[That poor tree needs a hug after everything it's been through. She gives him a curious look like while he pats it, her gaze sliding over to the arrow pouch. Huh.]
It's not the same as training at the gym, but the fresh air really does make up for it.
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You train regularly?
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I compete in gymnastics, so it's important that I maintain a routine even here. My coach would never allow me to hear the end of it if I didn't.
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Is there any part of gymnastics that you excel in?
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[No he is really into basic convos like this. He loves to learn!!]
Where I hail from, competitions were held inside the country, but nothing on a national level. I can only imagine those who reach such heights must be skilled indeed.
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[Maybe she will ask the leaders if they can get a recording or something... It would a nice alternative to, uh, the lack of content on the TVs. But for now—]
If you don't mind me asking, however... Where is it that you're from?
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[not everyone here is human and all, or at least not from Earth]
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[... She can't hide the way her gaze slides over to his, uh, horse half.]
Though, ah... I do admit, I've never met someone quite like you before. Are all humans like you in your version of Earth?
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[He just says this... like it is no big deal]
Centaurs are creatures of myth in the modern day.
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[He says it so casually, and yet. She looks so concerned now.]
Does that mean... you have to live in hiding, Archer-san?
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[-- can't be ostracized if you're dead]
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W-What? [ARCHER??] I swear, I won't tell anybody. But... Archer-san, that's...
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It's simply the truth of things.
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I can't agree with that, but... I don't disagree with wanting to use your wish to help others, either.
week one, thursday.
Archer-san, there you are...!
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[Having the nerve to smile at her like he didn't just cloppity clop away in a bloody show of glory a while before.
Though he's pretty damn quick about patching himself up, at least. The arrow's gone, his wounds are patched with miscellaneous cloths, and despite his occasional glassy-eyed appearance...]
Were the others treated?
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As far as I know... yes. [Unless someone is being sneaky and playing down their injuries, anyway. She squints at him, making zero effort to hide how she's checking his the patchwork out.] Are you alright? You left so suddenly, I didn't get the opportunity to ask.
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[And she is more than allowed to look, he'll even keep still. All things considered, it's as good a job as anyone can do here without proper medical supplies]
You'll have to forgive me - I did not think it wise to collapse in front of everyone when none could move me, so I removed myself to an area I'm more comfortable with.
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You don't have to apologize at all. But, please, allow someone else to accompany you in the future. You shouldn't have to tend to your injuries alone.
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I will keep this in mind for the future, thank you. Though if it will put any future concerns to rest, I ended up being closely watched while I worked.
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W1 || Saturday
He'll look for "Kasumi" and find her wherever she's resting]
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She will look up when she hears the cloppity clop of that horse dad bod.]
... Archer-san. [Sniffling a bit.] I'm sorry.
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You needn't apologize.
[... Glancing down at her, expression mixing into concern]
In fact, I understand if you would prefer a moment alone.
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She shakes her head, though.]
You don't have to leave. I, um... I do owe you an apology, actually.
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[He cannot think of why else she'd be apologizing]
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He has the nerve to give a soft laugh at that, and reaches down to gently touch her shoulder]
I am not upset.
If anything, I am only embarrassed I could not offer you all more guidance in your choices.
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But...
[The urge to argue is strong, but she will trail off and refrain. For now.]
You oughtn't be. It's no one's fault, except that of whoever killed Sharon-san and Cater-san.
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Many of us realized Kano was not the culprit... but there was no one else suspicious enough to vote for. That there was mass panic is understandable -- it isn't as if anyone wants to send an innocent to their death.
[So he understands, and it's why he isn't mad.]
But you are correct... and now the truth is that we have a killer amongst us.
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She's quiet for a moment, one of her hands moving to rub at her arm.]
I thought we would be done with this after Viridian-san. But... this person will strike again, won't they? Nobody will feel safe from now on.
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[well, there is no guarantee anything will be the same now]
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W3 || Thursday
She better be covered head to toe in bandages when he finds her, too]
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Okay, no. She's been presumably bandaged up by now. And though Chiron won't be able to see it, she moves to sit up as soon as she hears the cloppity clop of his approach. He can't see her! He can't tell her not to! It's fine.]
Ah... Archer-san?
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[JOKE'S ON YOU, YOUNG LADY, HE TRUSTS NONE OF YOU CHILDREN ANYMORE WITH ANYTHING]
And yes, it is me. I'm here to check your condition.
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[Slowly, blatantly lying. Stop!!]
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[You can't lie to a doctor!!]
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And then Chiron will hear the sound of fabric rustling, as if she's moving around. It's accompanied with a bit of a pained sigh.]
... I'm sorry.
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[he'll wait a beat before settling himself next to her, placing himself closer to her level]
If I recall, there was a certain centaur who perhaps foolishly ran off while injured, so I would say you're doing better than him.
[said with a touch of amusement]
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Am I now?