outsidersmith:
It might have been better to leave out the bit where she sprayed a health hazard all around the lands, the outsider beginning to question the structure and purpose of her intentions from then. He couldn’t help but come to an amusing idea that she is disgustingly impulsive, often thinking of a plan, but not putting thought to its execution or effects. “I feel it’s better I’m not told of the mists effects. I know the farmers especially were terrified by the mists.”
“I don’t know, I recalled seeing a lighter patch high up of the mist, with these rays of light breaking through. If I could paint, I would have made a piece of that, but for the most part it was relaxing just staring in wonder at the mist.” Compared to his idle thought for the vampire being impulsive, he couldn’t help but make himself sound too overly at ease, the clear conundrum of no sunlight and whatever else having taken roots before being excised. But it was excised, and thus did still give him no reason to worry further about it.
But when she speaks of offense, he couldn’t help but burst into a brief moment of panic. His hands up, his head aback, the last thing he needs is an angry vampire. “I-i-i mean no offense, it’s just I’m thankful for you being more friendly than one expects of a youkai. Not that you are to be considered to be a brute like you mentioned, it’s just nice to meet someone so well mannered!”
But he’d give a sigh, showing ease as she asks about him. Yet she’d receive a knowing look, his frustration with the villages style as plain as day. “I’ve been learning to be a blacksmith for the past couple of years. It can be an escape from village issues, thankfully.”
Even with what you told him...he still had the same vision about the mist?...now, that was new. Something that made your curiosity to grow and find the human a little more interesting. Sure, you didn’t go full into detail about the things the mist could’ve done, but mentioning it could’ve been negative should’ve been enough to change the mind of some.
“I am honored to know you think such a thing about my mist...if I recall correctly, the majority of humans were freaking out about the Incident...but I see that you are different.”
Now, the offense flew over your head as soon as he mentioned that he was a blacksmith, or well, learning to be one. It was honestly weird to hear that someone was following that profession, specially knowing how the Human Village was.
“A blacksmith?...and what do you make? Spoons and forks for the villagers?” Even funnier to think the village was Asian, and thus...people probably used chopsticks still. “Or perhaps you are making weapons so the villagers can kill each other?...I don’t think they will go around trying to kill youkai with those, now.”
“How do you plan to live with that? Hmh?~...I may be interested in your wares if they are of high quality, and depending of what you can do or not...the creatures of my castle would be happy if I provided good weaponery to them.”
