OOC= I'd read this first. Just in case you're wondering how those fireworks started.
45th of Winter, 514 AV- Morning
Kaik sat on simple chair in a cramped kitchen with Arya sitting on his lap since there was a lack of chairs. He could barely contain his laughter when Maeki had donned a colorful apron adorned with carrots and broccoli. Maeki paid no mind to her assistant’s laughter as she finished making a small cake.
“Jeez Kaik...is it really that funny? You’ve seen me in this plenty of times,” she said as a cake was placed on the table, “how long are you going to keep laughing?”
“Oh ha ha sorry....it’s just...ha ha it’s still funny every time I see it,” Kaik said as he tried to stifle his laughter.
Having already set down the tea for the both of them Maeki took a seat, “Now then, will you tell me how you received those wounds?”
Suddenly Kaik stopped laughing, “Um...what?”
“I’m not a fool. Anyone could tell with how you’ve been gripping your sides and nose. Will you tell me?” Maeki kept her gaze over Kaik.
Kaik looked down at the table to avoid her eyes, “...just a fight...over...nothing.”
A fight? Petch...I can’t just tell her about that. She doesn’t need to know. Better for her and better for me. She can’t get involved in this.
“Oh, is that so? Then I’ll leave it at that. Let’s just enjoy our break.” There was an undeniable doubt in her voice.
With the cake and tea finished Kaik and Maeki returned to the studio and began their work in silence. Arya helped where she could, from delivering papers from Kaik to Maeki and holding piles of paper.
“Kaik, there’s a box over there,” she pointed to the area, “in it is a clock. Please make it so it will ring every bell. Thanks.”
Without a word said, Kaik walked toward the box and picked up the clock. Stepping over piles of paper he found a suitable animation circle that had not been used.
Maeki is being unusually...angry? She isn’t smiling like usual. Why is she so concerned over me? I don’t deserve the kindness. She should just mind her own business and just smile like she always does.
The Animator placed the clock in the destination circle and then walked into the middle of the source circle. With his arm hovering over the chalk circle he unsheathed his dagger to poke the palm of his hand. Squeezing his hand trickles of blood splattered on the lines.
Just focus on the job Kaik. I can try and patch things up between the two of us later. Start on the soulcore, the usual procedure.
Kaik sat on simple chair in a cramped kitchen with Arya sitting on his lap since there was a lack of chairs. He could barely contain his laughter when Maeki had donned a colorful apron adorned with carrots and broccoli. Maeki paid no mind to her assistant’s laughter as she finished making a small cake.
“Jeez Kaik...is it really that funny? You’ve seen me in this plenty of times,” she said as a cake was placed on the table, “how long are you going to keep laughing?”
“Oh ha ha sorry....it’s just...ha ha it’s still funny every time I see it,” Kaik said as he tried to stifle his laughter.
Having already set down the tea for the both of them Maeki took a seat, “Now then, will you tell me how you received those wounds?”
Suddenly Kaik stopped laughing, “Um...what?”
“I’m not a fool. Anyone could tell with how you’ve been gripping your sides and nose. Will you tell me?” Maeki kept her gaze over Kaik.
Kaik looked down at the table to avoid her eyes, “...just a fight...over...nothing.”
A fight? Petch...I can’t just tell her about that. She doesn’t need to know. Better for her and better for me. She can’t get involved in this.
“Oh, is that so? Then I’ll leave it at that. Let’s just enjoy our break.” There was an undeniable doubt in her voice.
With the cake and tea finished Kaik and Maeki returned to the studio and began their work in silence. Arya helped where she could, from delivering papers from Kaik to Maeki and holding piles of paper.
“Kaik, there’s a box over there,” she pointed to the area, “in it is a clock. Please make it so it will ring every bell. Thanks.”
Without a word said, Kaik walked toward the box and picked up the clock. Stepping over piles of paper he found a suitable animation circle that had not been used.
Maeki is being unusually...angry? She isn’t smiling like usual. Why is she so concerned over me? I don’t deserve the kindness. She should just mind her own business and just smile like she always does.
The Animator placed the clock in the destination circle and then walked into the middle of the source circle. With his arm hovering over the chalk circle he unsheathed his dagger to poke the palm of his hand. Squeezing his hand trickles of blood splattered on the lines.
Just focus on the job Kaik. I can try and patch things up between the two of us later. Start on the soulcore, the usual procedure.