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[swordboning]

...you've reached Archer. Leave a message and if it's suitable, I'll get back to you.

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[swordboning]

That's exactly what's wrong with now. You can't sympathize with others when you're worrying about yourself.

[poised]

That sounds quite a bit like underestimating my ability to multi-task.

[an offended sniff]

[swordboning]

I could just say I'm dodging your questions until a later date when another excuse is handy. But I doubt you'd like that.

[poised]

Well at least that's more honest.

Though I don't see why dodging my questions is necessary either.

[swordboning]

That's the nature of being a friend with me. I'm afraid you'll have to get used to it.

[poised]

At what point do you cease dodging questions?

[swordboning]

That sounds like something you'll have to work on. But you not being sick would be a good hurdle to pass.

[poised]

Hmph....

[She doesn't like that answer but at least she's finished the soup for now and moves to put it on the coffee table. Then it's curling up on the couch and pulling a blanket up to ward off a chill.]

Then make yourself useful and pick another movie.

[swordboning]

I'll just go with whatever you like. Chances are, the drama will be boring and the acting plastic. It may as well be something you prefer so the limitless bad choices won't be my fault.

[poised]

Pick another movie, Archer.

[she's picked too many by now........]

[swordboning]

[SHRUGGING.

And grabbing the nearest action movie. Sorry, Natalia, but it's what you requested.]

[poised]

[It's fine... She'll probably fall asleep at some point somehow anyway.

Regardless, she can't help but comment--]

You like this sort of thing? Just more fighting?

[swordboning]

It's all fake, certainly, but at least it's not romantic sap.

[If Natalia likes that stuff, whoops.]

[poised]

You don't have a single romantic bone in your body, do you?

[She says as she claims one of the many pillows on the couch to rest her head on. Yeah, this movie is reading snoozefest to her for now.

Buffoons punching each other, blah blah blah.]

[swordboning]

That kind of thing is reserved for Rin. I'm sure you won't ask me to discuss that since it's 'girl talk'.

[poised]

[NEVER BE SURE OF ANYTHING, ARCHER]

Oh but that sounds far more interesting than this film!

[swordboning]

Ask her, not me. I'm not one to describe that under any pressure.

[poised]

Oh come now, you have nothing interesting to say?

[that was getting so good]

[swordboning]

Anything I say you'll deem as crude and unbecoming. No, I'll definitely pass.

[poised]

What on earth could you have to say about Rin that's crude and unbecoming? Archer, that's no way to think of your beloved!

[swordboning]

[He's just going to smirk.

There's a lot of things in this world, Natalia. Don't even travel in this direction or she will die.]

[poised]

[She doesn't understand.

Cue some more befuddling squinting before she leans back against the couch with a huff.]

Men are so confusing.

[swordboning]

If we're this troublesome, it might benefit you to try to figure things out in the future. Otherwise, you'll be frustrated fairly frequently.

[poised]

I fully intend on doing my best to uncover the mysteries of your kind soon.

[your kind??? natalia]

Another sir told me today that some men are best communicated with by locking swords with them.

[who cares about thread timelines not me]

[swordboning]

As something of a swordsman, I won't deny that statement. Even in magic, ideas and memories can be passed through swords clashing.