[KYRIAKOS][Day 113, late evening/night]

[trailofblood]

[after fluff bingo, he was heading back to his dorm with a new shard. . . before he remembers oh right I have a date??? and detours to catdorm instead. so he's still in full winter getup and somewhat soggy because snow]

[knock knock]

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[featherduster]

[ That one he hedged the fuck around ]

I told you I'd fought with him before, remember? It was then.

[trailofblood]

[exactly]

Were ya gonna tell me more about this fight?

[featherduster]

[ HA HA... no ]

Like what?

[trailofblood]

Like, y'know, what happened?

[featherduster]

[ Diplomatically, ]

We fought, obviously. I don't remember how it ended.

[trailofblood]

Don't give me that. When was the fight? Where was it? How'd it go? If it was after your hair went dark, then it's not like it's some memory from before my time. I wanna know what went down.

[featherduster]

[ He opens his mouth to respond, but - he closes it again, looking thoughtful, like he's just realized something. ]

Actually... I think... it was after what happened at Colnago.

[trailofblood]

[not quite the response he was expecting, but okay he can roll with this]

Yeah? Then where was I?

[featherduster]

... I dunno.

But if I was facing Knives — that means your job was complete, right? There'd be no reason for you to hang around.

[ Let's not forget the douchebaggy reality of your situation, Wolfwood ]

[trailofblood]

[what if i want to forget it though]

[can't even respond to that right away because re: douchebaggy reality]

. . . I still wanna know what you remember. This is Knives we're talkin' about.

[the fate of the world hangs in the balance, literally]

[featherduster]

I already said I don't remember how it ended... so, what, you want a play-by-play of our fight?

[trailofblood]

If you're offerin', you could just save yourself the trouble an' show me the memory.

[featherduster]

[ Except then you'll lose all faith in him completely ha ha ha!!! ]

...

You won't like it. Why does it matter so much?

[trailofblood]

I know I won't like it, you wouldn't be tryin' so hard to brush off a memory like this otherwise.

I think the more pertinent question here is, why wouldn't it matter?

[featherduster]

[ He gives him a long, level look, while he decides how badly he wants this day ruined. But then, they just had several conversations about honesty and transparency and all that shit.

It seemed more glamorous then.

After a long moment, he pulls a shard out of his mirror and passes it along, wordlessly. ]

[trailofblood]

[looks down at it for a while before taking it and just. holding it. this doesn't feel like much of an achievement]

. . . I'll look later, when I put my new shard in. We're still in the middle of our date, after all.

[Shitty Date Conversation Topics: The Date]

[featherduster]

That's true. Let's just... not talk about home, this time.

[ WHEN HAS THAT EVER

EVER

ENDED WELL ]

[trailofblood]

[a good point]

[gets up to set both the shard and what's left of his udon aside]

What would ya like to talk about, then?

[featherduster]

Well... Star showed me what a snow angel is.

[ This is a positive topic, right ]

[trailofblood]

[hopefully]

Snow angel? Like a snowman?

[featherduster]

No, no, it's like -

[ He sets his own bowl aside so that he can flop across the bed and demonstrate the SNOW ANGEL TECHNIQUE ]

When you do that in the snow, and then get up, it leaves the shape of an angel!

[trailofblood]

[how dignified]

Huh.


Ya look ridiculous doin' it, but I can see what ya mean.

[featherduster]

How you look when you're doing it isn't the part that matters!

[trailofblood]

I know that. Ain't it cold to lie down in the snow, though?

[featherduster]

Well, yeah.

[ Said like: so??? ]