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“Yuuya, I’m sorry, but I know you’re a wreck of a bird. It’s very obvious.” Pats its shoulder.
Stares more intently at the camera and addresses it.
“For the record, I want the viewers at home to know I don’t have friends.”
“At this rate, I don’t see any problem with telling people that I’m a mess. A lot of people are messes, but they still have friends. Like Yuuya.”
Stares into the camera like in The Office
“I’ve seen more than you would think, really. But such pretty feathers..do you keep them clean yourself or is there someone who does it for you.”
As if to test something as well as pique his own curiosity, Dazai begins to lightly pull on one of Yuuya’s wing feathers, seemingly rather entranced at just how white they are.
Yuuya pecks scoldingly at his fingers, astonishingly painfully, before preening the feather back into place.
“I take care of my own body, thank you very much!” Well, usually. “Excuse me, mon ami, I would not grab at your nipples just because I thought they were pretty! Treat me with the same courtesy.”
“Ah, my most sincere apologies, good sir. It’s not very common to see any birds around Yokohama that aren’t seagulls.”
“It would do you well to broaden your horizons somewhat! If you stare every single time something is mildly out of the ordinary, you’ll spend your whole life mouth agape.”
For whatever reason, Dazai can’t seem to stop looking at the still preening pigeon on the trashcan nearby. He seems to have forgotten about the soda can in his hand, too.
“It’s rude to stare, mon ami”
“…I don’t wanna walk on water.”
“Good thing there’s three other potential elements for you to have, then.”
“…I’m a little terrified.”
“You have eight hundred years to mentally prepare yourself, which is eight hundred years more warning than I had before I started walking on water.”
…Looks at the water. Looks at Breccia.
Points at Breccia and yells confusedly.
“...Give it eight hundred years or so. You’ll develop elemental abilities, too.”
Despite being hungry for rocks, I will only eat the rock if the rock deserves it.
Or if I need something hard to chew on because my teeth are aching.
My advice would be to chew on your squishy flesh-eater food harder.
Tries to open a bottle of water.
Gets water all over themself and starts screaming.
Good thing je has water powers. To take water off Bloo.
I mean it’s not like I want to eat rocks it’s just whenever I look at one my brain is like “shove that in your mouth right now.”
Curse my oral fixation
Yes. I get that too, actually.
It’s called ‘hungry for rocks’.
I would like it if my brain DIDN’T keep telling me to eat rocks.
As someone who’s been eating rocks since before the rise of the Roman Empire: do not eat a rock.
“That’s comforting…” She laughed anxiously, staring downwards. “T-Thank you for the help, I appreciate it..”
“Getting good with a weapon is all about how much effort you put in, and how determined you are. And the help is no problem.” She was getting paid. “Give me the bow - I’ll loosen the string so you can do a half draw on your own.”
“Y-Yes ok…” She nodded furiously, stiff as a board as she was nudged into place, trying to set it along the path to the target but she ended up closing her eyes and flinching, the shot going off in a random direction. No wonder Judar had qualms with her and archery. “I’m sorry..!! I really do have no talent for this…”
“There’s no such thing as talent. There’s only practice. This is what, your second time? It’ll take a while. You’ll get stronger. You’ll get better. I didn’t even hit the edge of the target for a month when I started.”
So far…. She took a deep breath and took hold with two fingers dreading the moment she would release the added force to keep the string back.
“Alright - now let’s fix your stance.” Kelley steadily nudges her into position - fixing the position of her arms, legs, and torso alike. “Like that. Now aim, and fire.”
She shook with the effort of trying to bring it at least to the halfway point… unfortunately harnessing the power of determination didn’t always bring about new feats of strength. Kourin managed to pull it back an inch or two, thinking this a new record.
“...” Was she even trying? Gently, Kelley reaches over, taking one finger on the bowstring, pulling it out gently to halfway. “Let’s see you hold the string there.”
“N-No wait I can do it..!!” She stepped down on the string and pulled upwards pitifully but still couldn’t even get it halfway. “Um…. Can I get a servant to draw it and I’ll just point him in the right direction..?” Problem-solving in a nutshell.
“If you want your servant to become an expert archer, feel free. Draw as far as you can for now - we’ll do strength-building exercises later.”
