action & gemini network | un: lillium

[ornamentals]

WHO: Kni & You
WHERE: Action part takes place at the Cottage & Network is on Gemini
WHEN: 7/31
WHAT: Congratulations, your Butter Knife has evolved into a Steak Knife! (Kni canon updated and just woke up from a three day sleep)
WARNINGS: Spoilers for Episode 9 of Tristamp, possible talk of bodily injuries (past). I'll update and tag any threads that may need a warning.

[ action - locked to cottage crew ]

[waking up to that birthday-visiting skeleton as the last five years back on that sandpit of a planet slip through his mind like some vividly intense dream isn't exactly what he would have preferred, but it is what it is. the uninvited guest slips away in the moments between kni looking down at the gun he remembers giving to vash before--

ah, his head is pounding.

for now, the gun is tucked away into the back of his dresser as something to conteplate later. the sensation of waking up after so much happening, back in his bed in his room in this world is a jarring experience. he only notices after standing up that his clothes have shrunk - or that he's grown. of course, after five years...

he needs to go outside, feel something more tangible than wooden floors under his feet and maybe, if he's lucky, some rain.]

[ network - gemini | un: lillium ]

[network users are treated to video feed of three very plump chickens (blue, white, and black respectively) running up to kni as he walks towards the chicken coop outside.]

Did you miss me? It's only been a few days.

[kni's voice is different, definitely a bit older now.]

Mary, you look bigger... I bet Vash overfed everyone, didn't he? [mary, in all of her fluffy black plummage, clucks merrily with her sisters as kni crouches down to crumble up a cracker over the grass for the girls to scratch at. he sighs behind the screen.] I suppose it can't be helped.

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[jackdawvision]

Oh, you too, lad? It might be going around, lately.

[The kid looks...familiar, now, in a way that doesn't just remind Edward of Vash, but also that man who'd leveled a city as an afterthought. That had been Kni's father, right? He's sure of that, anyway.]

They look fine! I think. Been a while since I worked on a farm. [A couple of decades, in fact.]

video; un: lillium

[ornamentals]

[oh edward, so close.]

How long was it for you?

[the time spent while under that enchanted sleep. his head still feels a little cloudy.]

This isn't a farm. [pause... well...] Not really.

[jackdawvision]

Four years. [A small smile.] I met my daughter. Spitfire of a girl, with her mother’s eyes to go with my own temper. You, lad?

[It’s clearly been some time. He sounded a touch older than he was the last time Edward had seen him.]

Mm, you’re right, it ain’t big enough to really count as a farm as I would’ve known one. But my parents used to keep chickens too… [He hasn’t seen them in—god, a long time.] How do you feel after that long sleep?

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Five years passed. It really felt like nothing, until I woke up here.

[humans age so quickly, he almost adds.]

I feel fine, just groggy. Before waking back up here it'd been years since I last felt a need to sleep. It's something I have to grow used to again.

[jackdawvision]

Aye, the passage of time only has two extremes: either it takes too long or it goes by too fast.

[Sometimes Edward finds himself wishing for one while stuck in the other—praying the journey will end soon so he can go home and see his family, praying that he’ll be able to stay with his wife and his daughter for a long time before he’s called to work again.

A hum.]

Felt like that after I woke up too. Funny how we both slept for so long but still felt groggy after waking up, huh? Perhaps your guardians may let you try coffee now, to wake yourself up a little more.

[ornamentals]

[he huffs, just barely repressing the urge to roll his eyes.]

I've tried coffee before and did not care for it. Nevertheless, I would never need something like that to enhance my awareness when I'm certain this effect will wear off soon enough.

[nasty bean water stay far away from him.]

There are better ways to recover, anyway.

[jackdawvision]

[what has the hot bean water ever done to you!!]

That's fair, some find it a tad too bitter for their tastes. [Edward himself likes to dump a little too much sugar into his cup. One of the more expensive goods in his day, and now he can buy three bags of sugar at the grocery store for like twenty dollars. This is how noblemen used to live.]

Personally, I like a touch of exercise—I believe they call it "parkour" these days?

[ornamentals]

[it gave him the caffiene jitters!!!]

"Parkour"?

[a familiar term, probably something he picked up in his readings years ago here. one quick search later,]

Ah, I see. Is that wise for someone at your age?

[jackdawvision]

[Oh, he’s as sassy and rude as ever.]

I’m not so old yet that my bones creak whenever I move. [He’s thirty-two. His bones aren’t creaking but if it weren’t for only needing five hours of sleep a night, he’d be going to bed at 8.] Anyway, I’ve been at it longer than you’ve been alive and longer than it’s had the name “parkour”. Trust that I know well how to not get injured, doing it.

[ornamentals]

Not yet, no.

[simply stating a fact! definitely not sassy.]

Hard to trust when I've seen very little of your skills.

[please teach him or else he'll learn through youtube videos.]

[jackdawvision]

If your guardians will allow it, I’m more than willing to teach you some.

[It’s one thing to offer to people like Ratio and his interns, but they’re all adults. Kni’s young, looking only a little older than Jenny—Edward’s not about to bring Vash, Dante and Wolfwood’s combined fury onto himself.]

[ornamentals]

[there's no way he's asking for permission--]

I never asked you to teach me. I can learn how to parkour on my own perfectly well.

[jackdawvision]

You could. But you could also break an arm or worse. And even if you don’t break a bone, you may well end up shattering a window with sheer momentum.

I know how to cushion a fall, how to clamber up a building quickly and quietly. You might be able to teleport—but that might not always work. [He remembers Kni popping into existence in the Vogue’s rafters backstage. He’d rather not have a repeat of that thanks.]

[ornamentals]

How old were you when you began learning these techniques?

[but edward isn't wrong... he knows he doesn't have the same durability as he did back home, lacking access to his gate meant being cut off from his powers.]

Does it matter which guardian? [he's going to ask dante first.]

[jackdawvision]

Hm. I’d started work as a privateer by then, so…nineteen or twenty, thereabouts. I was a man fully-grown by then, and it still took a while.

[He just will not mention that before then he’d been climbing trees like a terrible little gremlin child since he was a young boy.]

Any guardian will do.