PCs with Makoto

[swordhandled]

Comments

TUESDAY

[justfists]

Hello, Owain.

[she's not calling you by your nickname, sorry dude]

[swordhandled]

[ wow rude ]

Hoy there, Makoto! What's up?

[justfists]

[it's a thing. she looks pleasant enough, though, obviously... a little more tired than she was last week.

death does that.]

How are you doing? After everything?

[she almost seems concerned?? no.]

[swordhandled]

Hmm, well enough? I suppose...

[justfists]

You suppose...?

[swordhandled]

Nearly dying is something I'm used to, after all.

[justfists]

Hmm.

You had a lot more votes than I would've expected.

[swordhandled]

I thought my knowledge of spiders would be more helpful than suspicious...

[justfists]

It is a little suspicious. You're scared of frogs, but you know a lot about spiders?

It's rather counterintuitive.

[swordhandled]

My father is rather interested in bugs himself. When he wasn't teaching me how to fight with a sword, he taught me about them.

[justfists]

Why was your father interested in them...?

[swordhandled]

I think he found a beauty in them that no one else could see.

[justfists]

That might be an understatement.

What was the beauty he found in them?

[swordhandled]

For me, there's something to be said about how creatures so simple can be so adept at living! The tiniest ant can still pick up items that are multitudes larger than it, for example.