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[ it really isn't hard to figure out and honestly, she's glad that he picks up quickly. even though she offered, she's not sure how long she could have explained "you touch this and that's how it works" to someone.

as for the profile—she looks over her's for a moment. ]

There's nothing on it that is a lie. [ her screen is paused on her profile. ] Not anything that's an outright lie, at least.

[ ... ]

Do you plan on trusting everything that's written there?

[antaressnipe]

For now? No. I'd consider it foolish to assume what's written is the truth, especially when we don't know who wrote it.

[Information freely given often comes with risks, or setbacks.]

Which is why I wanted to ask your opinion on what was written about you.

[sacredchants]

[ hmmm... that's a fair assessment of what to do with all of the information that they have at hand, and she's fine with confirming or denying. obviously he should know that something about her is missing from her profile but.... well, that can be his knowledge now. ]

"Not talking about feelings" seems like a weird thing to include, don't you think?

[antaressnipe]

[yes, there certainly wasn't anything mentioning demons, was there?

Though, actually, she isn't the only person here who talked of demons to him, was she -- but, no no, he'll cross that bridge of thought later since she's asked him a question]

I do not know you well enough to comment on if that's the truth or not... though it does seem a rather... opinionated statement.

[Glancing back down at his own device, which still has the profiles up. He scrolls to his own, considering]

A few of the other profiles have similar comments. Mine only has skills listed.

[...]

The jab about me raising everyone's children for them was unnecessary, however.

[sacredchants]

[ she'll be here if he wants to cross that bridge, probably, but for the moment she'll take his response. it's a reasonable one and she's glad he isn't casting judgement on her with it.

though... ]

So the statement about you making heroes is true?

[antaressnipe]

Yes... and no.

[And here comes the teacher voice, though he's probably been speaking in such tones since they struck up conversation.]

I raised many children, yes, but they became heroes on their own merit. All I did was guide them through various subjects, in order to aid in their dreams.

[sacredchants]

[ hmmmm. ]

You certainly sound like you've raised a number of "heroes".

[ the idea of someone raising or guiding "heroes" to be heroes is just...something a bit too much for her to get behind. ]

Does that mean it's pretty peaceful where you're from?

[ because, well, if there are that many heroes, surely...? (or will this just prove her point.) ]

[antaressnipe]

Peace ebbs and flows, threaded between times of conflict. That is the nature of man, and it's no different where I'm from.

[So yes... and no, spoken as someone who has had many years to observe the world.]

[sacredchants]

...so even heroes can't maintain the peace.

[ her voice trails and quietens. ]

I guess it's too much to hope that people can really change.

W0 || Monday

[antaressnipe]

[You know what's great?

A centaur getting to heft around his golden bow.

... But no, really, "Archer" seems to be in surprisingly good spirits all things considered, and despite the fact carrying his bow leaves him with only one functional hand, he still takes a trot around the village.

Seeing Izumo will prompt him to greet her with a smile and a slight nod of acknowledgement]

Good afternoon. I hope the new week is treating you well.

[sacredchants]

[ closes eyes as you've accidentally picked a terrible time but it's fine. izumo's eyes can be decidedly not red or puffy, instead she can be in slight awe because of the image of a centaur with a golden bow is... quite literally out of a book. it gives her a feeling? ]

G, good afternoon.

[ a feeling that's basically awestruck. ]

Where did you get the bow?

[antaressnipe]

[... Mmmm he doesn't. like what he sees.

There are plenty of reasons for red and puffy eyes, but Chiron meets her gaze with a moment of muted concern, weighing the duty of answering her question between asking a few of his own.

In the end, he errs on the side of caution and respect, letting her keep her business to herself for the meantime. Coming to a stop in front of her, he nods at the bow in his hand]

It was in my room, and it is mine, nearly as old as I am.

[sacredchants]

[ it's okay horse dad!!! she got it out of her system and bringing it up will just be Not Good. let's just focus on the fact that he has a golden bow and makes a comment about it being just as old as him.

which is...old. or, well, has to be old because his age wasn't even listed. (then he talked about heroes and the like...) ]

It looks in good shape for being so old. [ ah. should. she not have said that? well...she's just going to power through. ] Is it magical?

[antaressnipe]

[What a choice of words. He's going to look deeply amused while he answers her]

No. It was a gift from my teacher, but she didn't craft it out of magic at my request. I only wished for a bow to be sturdy and to match my pace.

[... Well. Sure, he says it's not magical, but the bow doesn't even have a scratch on it. It gleams like it's new.]

[sacredchants]

[ sometimes it's okay to just say what's on your mind? nice. but honestly? the fact that he says that it wasn't made from any magic yet still looks the way it does... kind...of hard to believe.

though she has to wonder. ]

Your teacher? Were they like you?

[antaressnipe]

[... Rarely does Chiron look

uncomfortable

but there is a moment where his expression turns into deep exasperation and exhaustion]

No, not at all.

She was... ah, how do you say it...

Very ... dedicated to her interests, and had a certain... methodology to her teaching...

[sacredchants]

[ hm.

there's a look that she can relate to. however, unfortunately, this just means she's more interested in it. don't worry, she's here to offer condolences. ]

Meaning?

W1 || Tuesday

[sacredchants]

[ izumo is not one to go rushing in and letting people fuss over her, so when chiron gallops off after his...escapade? adventure? something along those lines, she doesn't find it too upsetting. if anything she gives him time before seeking him out.

he had always come off so calm and collected... of course those injuries were no joke either. ]

Archer?

[ where are you horse dad? ]

[antaressnipe]

[By the river, mending his shirt.

It's... well, there is plenty of blood he had to wash out of it, and that is to say nothing of the puncture wound he's currently stitching up.

Though thankfully, the rest of him seems to be doing alright. He's bandaged, cleaned, and despite a certain amount of weariness he cannot shake off his shoulders, he holds himself with the incredible calm he's known for.

Hearing Izumo call for him, he'll glance up from his work with a smile]

Good afternoon.

... I assume you have questions for me?

[sacredchants]

[ blood is fine. she's seen worse, but, of course, it's always bad to see it on others who are still living than dead who should be resting. nevertheless, she has her arms folded behind her as she remind herself that he's more than capable of handling himself. ]

I do—like why did you run off?

[ is that something he would do as a teacher? izumo's own experience with teachers are.......interesting, so she won't judge harshly depending on his answer. ]

[antaressnipe]

I suffered the worst of the four, and while I would have appreciated any assistance, I was also concussed and minutes away from collapsing.

[A gesture to himself... to all of him, really, and the fact that he is Big]

So it was imperative for me to leave for an area I would be able to tend to myself without causing further concern.

[Basically, he does not think it would have been wise to pass out in front of an entire group when none could lift him and take him to safety. The chaos would have been ... unmanageable, he believes]

I already knew the other three would be able to manage themselves, as well, and I suspected they knew my reasons for leaving, too.

[sacredchants]

[ she doesn't like how he is so calm about how badly he's injured but at the same time, she can understand it. it's not as though she makes any kind of fuss whenever she's injured. so instead she'll nod.

it makes sense, and even though she's more than aware of this, she feels as though it deserves reiterating. ]

Regardless, you made a lot of people worried leaving like that. Not everyone came to that conclusion.

[antaressnipe]

I know.

[An apologetic, acknowledging nod.]

No matter the choice I took, there would be people who worried. So I walked the path I thought would cause the least harm in the long-run.

[sacredchants]

If you're certain.

[ she's not gonna question him nor dig it in any further. she's almost certain that he's more than aware, though that does get her thinking... ]

What happened in there? You guys found something, right?

[antaressnipe]

... Much happened.

We were forced to fight each other, though perhaps you have already heard that part?