[It's been more trying for some than others. He knows Kousetsu and some of the other holy swords have been ill. Haru's been sick. The only ones left capable of taking care of the house are the ones LEAST capable of doing it well. It's been rough, to say the least.]
[aka Your welcome, Kousetsu. It's nice to be useful.
Doutanuki will hang up and appear a few minutes later at Kousetsu's apartment. Knocking? What's that? Nah, there's no need to knock! He'll just let himself in.]
[ Ah, yes, the ever tactful words of Donut. Kousetsu sure feels better at that. His frown is visible as he sways a little in his standing position by the kitchen table. ]
I do not wish to cause offense, but I am still a bit ill. [ So he will just slowly sit down at the table with a resigned sort of look. It's rude to be doing this with a guest!! But, no, sword bros understand other sword bros, it's okay...he thinks? ]
[ Kousetsu knows but it's still rude to not be mindful of guests?! Even if they're fellow swords. Either way he will just nod his head silently as he watches Dotanuki go about his business. ]
Only a select few of us were affected. It is...strange, but not unlike Ceres.
[He finds some tea and then a root of fresh ginger and sets about peeling the skin off with a spoon. Like an old housewife, ugh.]
What's it like - being "sick"?
The first time I saw him get sick, I thought Master was going to die. Used to be the way that things happened - get sick an' you die - but now it seems like it ain't really a problem.
[ It's okay Donut, Kousetsu will tell no one of this. ]
It is...unpleasant and your body is not as fast or sharp as it normally should be. There is a heat that comes and goes along with chills and an extreme tiredness. [ He frowns as he looks down at his hands. He could barely stand let alone wield a sword when he was at the height of his illness. ]
There is...better medicine to make sure such things do not happen. I have read about it in...books here. [ He kinda understood the general aspects of it at least. ]
[Shit he learns from watching TV without realizing it....thank you for keeping his secret.]
Yeah, I asked Zara about it once. Said we had to eat certain types of plants or somethin'.
[He dumps the skins into the trash and rinses the root, then starts grating it vigorously in a manner that makes it look like he's trying to crush it into the core of the earth.]
Sounded weird to me, but he said it'd help. Maybe someone here has some of that stuff that'll help 'cause what you just described sounds like shit. I hate feeling dull.
If it's stress, then yeah, we should probably do something about it.
[He leans his head back, looking up at the ceiling. If it were stress, then they were the most likely cause of it. That and maybe school? Or the lack of other humans around? Not that Haru seems particularly distressed at being surrounded by swords though...]
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[It's been more trying for some than others. He knows Kousetsu and some of the other holy swords have been ill. Haru's been sick. The only ones left capable of taking care of the house are the ones LEAST capable of doing it well. It's been rough, to say the least.]
You need anything?
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...I simply need to rest, that is all. [ He doesn't want to request much of anything. But he's so tired he can barely move?! ]
I would not mind some...tea.
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Tea? Sure. You want me to bring it by or you got some in the house already?
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There is some in the house already, so you do not need to bring any over. Thank you Dotanuki-san. I am...very grateful for your help.
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[aka Your welcome, Kousetsu. It's nice to be useful.
Doutanuki will hang up and appear a few minutes later at Kousetsu's apartment. Knocking? What's that? Nah, there's no need to knock! He'll just let himself in.]
Oi, just so none of you freak out, I'm here.
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Kousetsu looks like a mess most notable are the dark circles under his eyes. But otherwise he looks relatively okay. ]
Dotanuki-san, thank you for coming.
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He turns toward Kousetsu as the other sword gets up and stops dead, looking him up and down.
Time to exercise his Tactful Powers!!]
You look like shit. Sit back down.
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I do not wish to cause offense, but I am still a bit ill. [ So he will just slowly sit down at the table with a resigned sort of look. It's rude to be doing this with a guest!! But, no, sword bros understand other sword bros, it's okay...he thinks? ]
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He also is just going to roll his eyes at Kousetsu and set about making tea, which thankfully is something he can do.]
It's not like I'm some stranger, Kousetsu. I'm not gonna get offended you didn't die on your feet for me.
[He sets the kettle on the stove and turns it on, rummaging in the cupboards for tea or ginger.]
You an' the rest of the house are all laid up right now anyway, so you might as well enjoy the rest.
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Only a select few of us were affected. It is...strange, but not unlike Ceres.
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What's it like - being "sick"?
The first time I saw him get sick, I thought Master was going to die. Used to be the way that things happened - get sick an' you die - but now it seems like it ain't really a problem.
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It is...unpleasant and your body is not as fast or sharp as it normally should be. There is a heat that comes and goes along with chills and an extreme tiredness. [ He frowns as he looks down at his hands. He could barely stand let alone wield a sword when he was at the height of his illness. ]
There is...better medicine to make sure such things do not happen. I have read about it in...books here. [ He kinda understood the general aspects of it at least. ]
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Yeah, I asked Zara about it once. Said we had to eat certain types of plants or somethin'.
[He dumps the skins into the trash and rinses the root, then starts grating it vigorously in a manner that makes it look like he's trying to crush it into the core of the earth.]
Sounded weird to me, but he said it'd help. Maybe someone here has some of that stuff that'll help 'cause what you just described sounds like shit. I hate feeling dull.
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[ He's not sure what kind of medicine they have though. ] But perhaps you are right. Taking some of that medicine might...help our physical bodies.
[ They needed these bodies just as much as their real ones. No point in abusing them, right? ]
It is not a good feeling to have. I...do not like very much. [ And he's sure the other swords who are sick would agree. ]
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Let it sit a minute.
And I guess medicine might help these bodies. What about takin' your real one to Master?
...Once he's feelin' better, too.
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...I will do so once Haru-san recovers. I do not wish to burden him when he is not well.
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He flops down next to Kousetsu now that his job is done.]
Yeah, he gets sick a lot here. I wonder if that's just normal for humans or if it's got somethin' to do with this place.
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[ He read somewhere that stress causes the human body to get fatigued faster. ]
There...must be something that we can do for him.
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[He leans his head back, looking up at the ceiling. If it were stress, then they were the most likely cause of it. That and maybe school? Or the lack of other humans around? Not that Haru seems particularly distressed at being surrounded by swords though...]
...What do humans do to get rid of stress? Eat?
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I...do not know. Eating perhaps is a good way to cure it quickly.
[ But in the long run just eating away your stress might be bad for a human. ]
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[Efficiency is best, right? Like, if your arm has an arrow through it, you can cut the arrow out.
Or if your arm's near off, rather than sew it back on, just cut the stupid thing off.]