[SE] now that's just rude
Ronin Taliesin
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#1
there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"Get the fuck off my doorstep!"

The Dark Star looks very fearsome indeed as he swings his broom, knocking a small pumpkin flying. It sails in an arc over the veritable sea of other gourds, hissing and snapping its little teeth.

There is no going to the Tower today to work. There is no going to the Dragon's Nest today to train. The Pacifist Plaza is fucking overrun, and it wil probably take all morning just to carve a path from here to the breakfast cart that he so often frequents. Alas, it does not look as if there will be any bacon sandwiches this morning either.

Not on Ronin's watch, though.

He turns to see one of the sneaky pumpkins try to hop their way into the shop behind him, and with a loud "Oi!" Ronin stamps a foot through it. There's orange slime everywhere, and no, it does not improve his mood.
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Amalia Chandrakant
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#2
we cannot become what we want to be by remaining what we are
"Hey- don't just smash them!"

Once a veritable villain of the vegetables, the Angel who alights onto asphalt near Ronin is far more passive toward the pumpkins, pursuing peace instead of pulverization - a guardian of gourds, as it were. Or so she tries to be, though the surging sea of mangy melons makes for mangled messes even she regards as rather repugnant. Delicately she dances through the destruction, cringing as bare feet settle on slippery seeds, until at last the angel alights upon the street at the suave Star's side.

She pushes out with a bare foot, gently shoving a particularly tenacious and toothy tuber off the stoop. Reaching out with Attuned senses, she attempts to proffer some mental parlay to the precocious pumpkin. "There's got to be something they want - a way to get rid of them without killing them. Or making a mess." Amalia frowns down at the gourd, who now gnaws ineffectually upon her toes, before glancing back to Ronin with a half distracted: "Oh, right- hi."
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Ronin Taliesin
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#3
there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"I'll do what I damned well please on my own doorstep-- oh, hi Amalia." Ronin's outburst comes as his foot is within another gourd, the Star shaking the gooey remnants off his boot and kicking another away from the Mortar and Pestle, not nearly as gentle as the Angel who approaches. And he raises his eyebrows at her, as if wondering who this woman is compared to the baker who would once gleefully put the pumpkins into a pie. "What they want," he says slowly, "is to come into my shop and bite my son. And as you can imagine, they aren't going to get what they want."

Still, he wordlessly holds out the broom for her. "If it means so much to you, you can sweep them away. Quite where you're going to sweep them is beyond me, though - they're everywhere, and already making a mess. OI!" That's to another bloodthirsty gourd, Ronin kicking it off his stoop. "How've you been anyways?"
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#4
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Amalia winces as Ronin's boot crushes through another hapless gourd, though it would be a lie to say she wasn't already thinking of the scones she could make with the remnants. "At least don't get them dirty," she mutters in complaint, shaking her leg to dislodge the one that has tried to make a meal of her toes. "There has to be a reason they're this active. And if there is, there's a way to calm them down."

Despite her protests, Amalia takes the takes the offered broom, glancing between it, the gourds, and Ronin as though to say, what is this going to do? Lowering the broom by her side, the Angel instead focuses on concentrating her magic, calling on a gust of wind to buffet a handful of the pumpkins and send them rolling out into the street. It's a temporary solution, but a satisfying one, leaving her smiling mirthlessly. "Not great," she answers Ronin flatly and honestly, shifting the broom in her hands to hold it like a staff. Her eyes never leave the swarm. "You?"
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#5
there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"Don't get them dirty?" Ronin repeats incredulously, as if wondering why that has anything to do with anything. Still, with a half-hearted grumble, the Star does start to kick the pumpkins with a little less force, sending them bumbling away across the square rather than stamping them to mulch under his boot. Still, it doesn't seem to discourage them, and as they swarm once more he is visibly frustrated by it, folding his arms across his chest.

"Well why don't you ask them?" he inquires, shrugging his shoulders. "Maybe they'll tell you why they're so active. Or maybe they're brainless and we should just get rid of them." He tilts his head. The response to his question has Ronin raising a brow, of course, the Star shrugging again more softly this time. "Never better," he lies. "What's going on with you?"
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Amalia Chandrakant
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#6
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"The insides. So we can cook with them." Pacifist Amalia may be, but she's also practical. There's no use in letting things that are already dead go to waste - especially wen they're this delicious.

With their powers combined they are a little better than ineffective, though if she's being completely honest Amalia is beginning to question if maybe they ought to simply barricade themselves in and let the gourds have lordship over the streets. As for asking? She quirks her lips, raising an eyebrow at the Star. "They're not the most verbose, but sure. Hey, Gourds-" and now she turns to address the herd of pumpkins, reaching out with Attuned ability and raising up her hands "-What can we do to gain peace between our people? Surely enough damage has been done."

As for what's going on? Amalia glances over her shoulder briefly to Ronin, shrugging. "The usual. Got my heart broken, kissed a girl, was told I'm too judgmental for the Order, and that I'm not judgmental enough for Vi. Stopped going out for a while. Remi says you think he's going to start the war?" All of this is said very conversationally, while she waits to see if the pumpkins will parlay.
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#7
there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"Oh," says Ronin, both surprised and impressed by the practical element of her thinking. So saying, he pulls his foot out of the pumpkin guts which are, by now, absolutely no use for cooking, and makes sure to dispatch the next one with a bit more dignity. Tilting his head, he's not surprised to find them less than cooperative with Amalia's attempts at parlay, eventually turning to address the sea of pumpkins with an ocean of his own.

Except Ronin's ocean is made of stars, the Aquarius constellation tattooed on his wrist shining golden as he summons the cosmic wave, washing gourds away and down the street. It should buy them a little time, at least. And it gives him a moment to listen to the Angel beside him. "Is it cool now, to say all the bad things that have happened to you as if they are nothing at all?" he wonders. "And yes, I had my worries about that. I don't any more, though."
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Amalia Chandrakant
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#8
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The gourds respond with exactly as much receptiveness as they did two (three?) years before - which is to say, none. Unsurprisingly, Ronin's sea of stars is more successful than her attempts at reason, and though there are casualties Amalia finds herself relieved to have some brief respite, at least.

The girl rolls her narrow shoulders, not looking back from the flash flood of gourds. "Maybe if you say them like they're nothing they'll be nothing," she replies, kneeling down to pick up one of the carcasses that litters the stone stoop. "It's either that, or let it keep eating me from the inside out until there's nothing left." Slimy innards spill over onto her hands, making her grimace. "What changed your mind?" she wonders absently, shaking her hand to dislodge some of the seeds.
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Ronin Taliesin
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#9
there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"And maybe if you say the war isn't happening enough then it won't show up and murder your friends," Ronin retorts with a smile as sharp as it is sunny, and he dusts his hands off as the gourds are washed away, however temporary it may be. "Still, I suppose at least you're saying it. That's better than what I used to do, it's true." Ronin doesn't bottle things up until he eventually snaps and destroys a temple any more. Mostly.

"Mm? Oh, the whole... announcement thing, about it taking 8 seasons. And Remi went to see Ludo. We'll work through it together, I think," Ronin says, It being his husband's hair trigger temper and murderous tendencies. "Would you like to come in for some tea, Amalia? We can barricade the doors from the inside while we are at it.
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"Exactly." Her voice bright and brittle, there's little doubt in how much actual faith she has in this method. But it's gotten her out of the Temple, so perhaps there is some merit to be found.

Amalia doesn't immediately respond to Ronin's thoughts on his husband with anything more than a nod, following the Star through the door into the alchemy shop. "What do you think they meant by relics? And where do you think we should look?" If anyone knows anything it's Ronin, defacto leader of the demigods.
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Ronin Taliesin
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#11
there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"Sure, Ronin - that would be lovely. I would love to help you block the door from some murderous pumpkins." The ex-Star's voice takes on a tinny, higher quality as he gives Amalia's response where she didn't bother to, closing the door shut behind them and moving to shut the blinds and gather up materials to stack in front of the entrance. "You're shining example of social conduct, you know that?" This in reply to the abrupt change of subject about relics.

"I've no idea. I was planning to go to Safrin to ask. I can't help but think they mean weapons, armour, magical... stuff. Or maybe it's just a bunch of rusty buttons, with our luck." He shrugs his shoulders. "Anything in the Archive? Or in any other places you've researched?" Because he has no doubt that she has researched.
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#12
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"Sorry," Amalia replies sheepishly to Ronin's commentary on her rudeness, reaching up with slender fingers to rub the back of her neck. "It's... been a minute since I did any real socializing, I guess."

Busying herself with closing and barricading any open windows she can find, Amalia listens thoughtfully to Ronin's ideas, keen hearing picking up his voice from across the room. "I've found things about champions," she confirms, frowning as she threads a broom between the handles of some shutters before heading toward the final open window, "But not enough to be really helpful. I, I'd been thinking about going back to Safrin's library if I can get into the Grounds, but-- ack!"

The reason for this exclamation is immediately made clear. As she reaches for the final set of shutters, Amalia's attempts to barricade are interrupted by a veritable avalanche of hissing gourds. Orange and green, long and stout, they slam through the window in a massive wave, their vines grabbing at the surprised demigoddess and their teeth (?) snapping at her face. It's all too much, and Amalia and the gourds go tumbling down in a mess of guts and limbs, leaving the window open for further onslaught as this contingent makes its attack.
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Ronin Taliesin
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#13
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"It happens." Ronin glances back over his shoulder to Amalia with a warmer smile. "I suppose it's just an excuse to make sure you socialise more, mm? Gotta get you used to it." He winks, turning back to the shopfront to make sure it's secure. "You can always babysit Mateo if you need practice. The boy could keep himself entertained with little more than a stick and some leaves. He'd enjoy the conversation, probably."

Tilting his head to hear her talk about the champions, Ronin is curious right up until she mentions Safrin's library. And he's about to tell her as much - that it's a bad idea, that it could be dangerous and so on - when even more danger comes falling into the alchemy shop. "Oh fuck--"

Crossing the room, Ronin is quick to wrestle the window shut at the same time as he kicks at the gourd nearest to Amalia. "I understand you're not keen to kill them, but I draw the line at breaking and entering!" he says, the apology lost in the spray of pumpkin guts as Ronin stamps on another one.
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#14
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"I would love to babysit Mateo," is all Amalia really gets to say before the subject changes and the aforementioned onslaught sweeps her off her feet.

Then she's on the ground covered in gourds, panickedly pulling at the vines that cover her mouth. She manages to tear through them and take a deep breath - just in time for Ronin to kick a shower of guts and seeds into her throat, causing the Angel to sputter and cough. It's chaos, and even if she had the presence of mind to scold Ronin for his slaughter she would not, because now, yes, they've gone too damn far.

A ferocious growl tears from between her fangs as Amalia rises to her knees, yanking a particularly aggressive spaghetti squash off a bleeding wound from her neck and throwing it into a corner. "Vi's beard!" she curses around another seed, snarling as she throws a hand to the window where more gourds are already trying to get in. A pane of light appears over the opening: not enough to protect them for more than a minute, but hopefully enough to provide temporary reprieve. Her other hand rises to her neck, her palm quickly growing slick with blood as she presses it on her wound.
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