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unhone replied to your post: “Ay, sorry. KBC ate me.“

RIB GET BACK HERE AND EAT YOUR HECKING DORITIES

Hand them over and I’ll consider it.

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“Ay, sorry. KBC ate me.“

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Where are my doritos mom

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❝ Haaah? What’s this? Does Shishio want to play too, then? Is that it? ❞

Izumi promptly kicks Shishio viciously under the table. Repeatedly. Hoping to eventually get him where it truly hurts. On accident, of course. Haha.

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"I dont want to play with your dirty feet that's been tangled with Grandpa's crusty old feet!"

[ He fights back, naturally. Unfortunately for him he's a tad shorter to Izumi's titanic height, so he'll have to accept this defeat begrudgingly. At least it's funny to see Izumi's angry face. It's starting to become a permanent fixture decorating their meals. ]

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火 ::  A challenge? How childish. Yet simultaneously, the offer arrests his attention; it could make do for ridding himself of this perpetual boredom. Never has Honebami been one to tango with trouble, so perhaps this opportunity is perfect. Should anything arise, the blame would fall on Shitshio.

”Bring it on. I’ll break your bones.            That is…. if you even have any." 

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"Haaah, trying to live up to your name?"

[ Already reaching for the blade sheathed at his side, Shishio only grins in response to the challenge. Sure, he would get in trouble, but that's only if he didn't win.  Against a little thing like Honebami? Surely his victory was a certainty. ]

"Come on, then!"

[ The nue on his shoulder stirs quietly. Shishio doesn't seem to notice.]

[alightly]

     ★:// “Oooh, yes. I’m sure that’s how you wish to see it.” And perhaps the clause of their affinity was their similar levels of mischieviousness. His lavender eyes glistened with a frivolous sheen and he limply shrugs his broad shoulders. “Say whatever you want, but well allll know your height is the only thing that grew throughout the centuries.”                     ”Sorry to tell ya the bad news, kittycat.”

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[ The sharp twang of pain that pierces his heart is unmistakable, and his face twists into wounded pride.  It's easy for him to change the inflection of his words so they don't sound pained, or even to shift his facial expression to ignore the insult.

But it remains a thorn lodged in his chest nonetheless. ]

"You're one to talk, I'm still longer than you."

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"SANIWAAAAAAAAAAAAA, IZUMI'S PLAYING FOOTSIE WITH GRANDPA UNDER THE KOTATSU!"

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"I am not twelve.  I’m….. one… one-hundred something?” Cut a brisk peek at his brother. “Nama, how old are we?”

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"Compared to me even 100 is like 12 years old!" [ Laughter, because laughing at yourself clearly makes you feel better about being actually 800. ]

[alightly]

     ★:// “Well — as the people say, age is but a number!” He ushers a featherly retort, jesting alongside the puerile blade. Perhaps it was an inkling of some sort, but he was quite conscious of the provoking manner the other was attempting to ensue. He was prepared to fight fire with fire. A lilac brow is raised, and he replies in a manner rivaling the blonde’s immature nature. “…In fact, don’t you look more twelve than we do?” 

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[ He always did like it better when they bit back. Shishio grins in response, toothy and wide to Namazuo's retort.]

"I'm afraid I've got you beat there, kiddo. People don't mistake me for being Gokotai very often."

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        火 :: Squint. Right at the furry sword in front of him. “….Shishio-san.” 

Delicately sandwiched between them lay the last slice of the apple pie, temptingly shining under the sparse light. “Are you gonna eat that?”

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[ His gaze trails from the pie to the white haired Wakizashi.  He hasn't reached out for it yet, but it's certainly looking tempting.  A brief tangential thought is alloted to the consequences of not leaving any pie (getting hit by Izumi, possibly getting yelled, once again, by Izumi), but he quickly pushes it away because, well, 

pie. ]

"You gonna fight me for it if I do?"

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"Namazuo and Honebami aren't like twelve anymore I'm so proud of them."

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"Aren't you too cool?"

"Well Anon let me tell you the story of how I became the Fresh Prince of this here Sword Family."

[menii]

"I’m both practical and beautiful"  

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