[shofu voice] THEY CALL ME DADMAGE
Aquamarine hues scan the surrounding area, he’s been here to this place before but each and every time he feels as if he needs to reacquaint himself with everything. As a knight, it’s best to know one’s surroundings just in case something happens or he’s in dire need of something. This isn’t just spoken by Durendal, but the greatest knights of a time where he was not even born. Durendal would quote lines, the date, the speaker and end it with ‘these are words you could follow, young knight though your destiny is your own.’
His destiny would be shown to him as long as his head is raised high and he holds an open mind along with good memory. Good memory does serve it’s purpose but he is slightly shocked when coming along a shop he’s never seen, perhaps new things are arranged with each and every visit.
Now upon a sunlit dreary, while he ponders, weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While he nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping. As of some one gently rapping, rapping at the store’s chamber door.
「’Tis some visitor,」 Durendal muttered, 「tapping at the store’s chamber door— Only this and nothing more.」They wait for the store’s door to open, considering they’ve seen books and more books, exquisite items that Shosetsu has seen in books, heard of from Durendal, images within his cards. It piques his interest and Durendal must have noticed granted he has no eyes.
"Perhaps it is too busy for us. Should we wait and come back at a later time?" Though time isn’t given to many so he stands still, ready to push the door open so he can enter inside but sadly, he’s knocked into by some random stranger. Yelling his scrutiny towards the owner, anger is among this man’s words and face.
“You had your say and I’ll have mine… You’re a RASCAL. You’re a rascal with no respect for KNIGHTS!! No respect for anything … Expect your potions…”
He seems.. So angry. Yet, Shosetsu only moves to the side just a bite as the man gives acrimonious proclamations. A true knight would take the words of a wise adviser. Hence why, a voice appears neither the owners, nor the tyrants or Shosetsu’s, but the sword’s own.
「A true knight recognizes when they are not strong enough, to train themselves so that they become stronger in order to posses the courage to carry out things they wish to believe. If you cannot succumb to truth or the words given to you by someone who sees covered in wisdom, perhaps, thou art find chill.. how does thou’st feel? The burn, I must say.」
There’s a young man who walks by, overhearing the conversation and has no purpose with the shop but the shots that were fired to the bigger headed man. The pole the young man is next to, he leans on it and begins to speak to the male who’s nothing more but enraged by this whole dispute. That man in the store has gotten on his nerves and then the sword too, which he believes Shosetsu had spoke such words had gotten him even enraged. So the male on the pole spoke to the fire that gleamed in the male’s eyes: “Hohkay.. You mad?”
”OR NAH?”
A crowd rushes up, someone with a microphone can’t help but bring up what just happened. HONESTLY! This is one of the ages. The announcer waving his hands together as signs are raised by many people at the epidemic, it’s unseen always and forever to be remembered.
”LADIES AND GENTLEMAN.. SHOTS. HAVE. BEEN. FIRED!” QUE GALAZO! THEY ALL YELL IT’S SOMETHING THAT KEEPS THE CROWDS WILD.
At this time, Shosetsu closes the door behind him once he feels that is over, he isn’t one too big on drama. The young boy shakes his head, speaking up that it’s fine as long as they didn’t migrate themselves into it. Keeping himself cool, calm and collected, sapphire raise up as she can see the other glance at what he’s wearing. "Knights true to the code are at times hard to come by." The code has been passed down many and changes so many times, not many people know it’s wise words but Shosetsu does.
"You’re right. Many things caught my eye, I was hoping that you’d let me look around.. unless you are busy with other things at the moment. Looking through the window just isn’t enough."
Well, surely these events were rather unpredictable. Though,he’s use to it, actually. The people are the WH HQ are quite… Wild. Yes. Hearing never ending arguments, and maybe a gunshot or two, was just normal. Perfectly fine. Everyone is okay. Even so, the burn the sword’s voice gave to the man brought a small chuckle to Merlin, which he hides by covering his mouth for the moment, though the smile still remains.
Although, that is one thing that piqued even his own interest. Merlin has indeed encountered many swords, whether they be normal, ancient, or legendary, in his lifetime. Never once did he hear one speak.
“I suppose it’s nice to see someone who still carries the same traditions, and values.” He mentions. Even if Merlin is surrounded by knights, honestly, after all the lying and deceit they’ve done— they’re no longer considered knights, and that’s that. However, in order to seize the throne again… Some actions are necessary.
However, such thoughts don’t even matter now, considering if his King has died again with the other world being destroyed (As much to his own shock) he has no reason to achieve the throne for the king once more.
“We have a lot of text, hmm, some items that may be of value. It depends what you’re searching for, really.” He pauses for a moment, “For someone like you I’m sure books involving magic isn’t your taste? I don’t sense a flow of mana within you, they’d be deemed useless.”
“I’m not sure what else you’d search for, young man… Considering you have quite an interesting artifact beside you.” He mentions immediately after, violet eyes glances at Durendal with much curiosity, “Oh, my I forgot to introduce myself. Pardon my rudeness. I’m the Archmage Merlin, and you…?”