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alexander cumore

ADA Alexander Cumore. If you've something to say, I'll certainly hear it - do leave a message for me, won't you? ♡

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[scythegun]

[Jaeger's always here for helping out his friends, but the absolute best way to help is by swinging a sword at someone until they remember how to fight, which is not at all an insane thing to do and definitely hasn't ended terribly before. It's fine, his hand healed!! So anyway, he's here with his weapon (in the briefcase form, of course), ringing the doorbell and waiting for Cumore to answer. Surely this won't go poorly!!]

[drydrown]

[...Here's hoping that goes a little better this time around, your damn husband didn't even learn anything useful out of that.

That said, he'll actually be fairly prompt with regards to answering the door; clearly, if he was hungover today it's worn off by now, and as usual he's more than slightly overdressed for what they're about to be doing. It seems he caught the cat before she decided to be the most in-the-way animal in the world while he tries to open the door; he's holding her when he opens the door, looking as usual like he's going to be dragged the fuck over by the fluffbeast but somehow managing to not do that.]

Jaeger. Don't just stand there, come in.

[He'll move to allow for that, at least; despite the phrasing, he seems pretty okay. Not in a particularly good mood, but not bad, either, just kind of the standard degree of not really knowing what to do with himself, he could have been anything and he decided to be sort of an asshole.]

[scythegun]

[He's not surprised by any of this, really. Cumore's just kind of Like This, and by now it's what Jaeger has come to expect.]

Ja, of course! How are you doing today? Did you manage to console your coworkers any?

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Thankfully it was a nonissue.

[And now that everyone is inside, the cat wants down.

The cat is not being put down and will just have to deal.]

I can't complain, I suppose. I imagine you're doing well enough.

[scythegun]

[Oh honey... You'll just have to deal, it's not like he's going to try to come between Cumore and his giant cat.]

I'm pleased to hear you didn't suffer too much!

And of course, I'm doing just fine!

[drydrown]

Good to know.

[...Anyway, now that we've got that out of the way.]

Where would you prefer to do this, exactly?

[scythegun]

A large open room should be good! Or outside, if you'd prefer, though I doubt we'll have to worry too much about getting blood on the floor!

[...he should make joke about this a little less considering what happened last time...]

[drydrown]

[...Honestly, he'll be more surprised if you don't put him in the hospital as a result of the swordsmanship amateur hour? He doesn't really care about the floor; as long as this doesn't end in the ER he'll be fine.]

As long as we don't somehow damage my piano, that room I have in the back should be fine, then.

[...]

Please go out of your way to not damage my piano.

[scythegun]

Oh trust me, I don't want to damage your piano! I'd hate to have to pay to repair it, or worse, replace it!

[Knowing you, that thing would be way too damn expensive... Assuming it could even be replaced in the first place.]

I'll be careful, I promise!

[drydrown]

Good to know we're on the same page.

[And with that settled, let's go! ...Kitty is squirming, kitty wants down, kitty will eventually be put down because she is like entirely muscle and Cumore is not.

Of she goes. Bye??]

...Well, all right, then.

[scythegun]

[There she goes...]

I'm not really surprised, I doubt she's very fond of strangers.

[Or of being held???]

[drydrown]

She's all right with them, actually; I'd imagine she has to be, given the parties that have happened here. Some days she's less fine with being carried around. but seeing as she also tends to be completely in the way when people come to the door, she needs to be convinced of the notion that she doesn't have much choice in the matter.

[scythegun]

Sounds like you haven't quite taught her that yet! Perhaps someday she'll realize it!

[drydrown]

[Eh.]

Jaeger, she's nineteen. If she hasn't learned by now, she's not going to.

[scythegun]

Oh come now, you never know!

[drydrown]

She's also a cat, granted. So it's likely she knows and is just being willfully ignorant.

[scythegun]

That seems the most likely, really.

[drydrown]

Doesn't it just.

[Well, here we are. He's got a couple of his own swords in here, the ones from Respatrum; they're lighter than the one he used to use in his past life, and decidedly easier to handle.]

I still haven't gotten my own sword back yet - which is likely for the best, really.

[scythegun]

These will be easier to use anyway, at least for now. They'll certainly do fine today!

[Jaeger transforms his weapon from the briefcase form to the sword form. It's not a particularly special or unique sword, so it should be fine against the ones you bought from Respatrum.]

I am a bit curious though... Do you remember anything about sword fighting, or did you forget it all?

[drydrown]

[Mm.]

I remember doing it, but I don't recall how. Like the memories of our past lives, where you sometimes see yourself doing something you know you can't do now.

[scythegun]

That makes sense. I imagine it's a bit frustrating, though.

[Well, anyway.]

Come at me first. Just try to get a feel for it on your own and I'll block your attacks.

[drydrown]

[Just...let him get one of those damn swords, then.]

What, just...charge at you like some kind of barbarian?

[...CUMORE, FOR FUCK'S SAKE, JUST USE THE FUCKING SWORD, YOU'LL BE FINE.]

[scythegun]

[oh my god..... honey......]

Well, preferably you'd use the sword, but if you really want to be a barbarian, I can still fend you off!

[drydrown]

Well, yes, obviously.

[No shit, Jaeger.

...Listen.]

The last time I did this, something was actively trying to kill me. So it was more a matter of needing to figure out what I was doing very quickly.

[scythegun]

Understandable, that's how I remembered a few of my skills as well! First, I want you to get used to the sword. I'll come at you after a few swings, which might trigger it faster. Obviously I'm not going to try to kill you, so we'll have to see if we can make it work like this.