Catch-all: Sakyou

[ercnerd]

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[modissty]

[Sakyou, a person who's too rigid, sweating:

He looks like he's considering that, though.]

So it's a matter of balance. ...Well, I suppose nearly everything is, in the end.

[ercnerd]

[Learn to be flexible, friend.]

Nearly, but not all. You need to draw a line somewhere. If you always strive to compromise, you'll just become a pushover without a ground to stand on.

[modissty]

[He will be inflexible until he perishes. Someone kill him.]

I don't think that will be much of a problem for me personally, at least.

[His compromising skills need work. His teamwork skills in general need work! Sieghart saw that firsthand, wrow.]

[ercnerd]

[Sieghart very nearly throttled Sakyou then.]

Your problem is that you don't know when to let go. You could've avoided death the first time around if you'd stopped wrestling with that guy.

[modissty]

[STOP HE WAS LOCKED IN A BATTLE WITH A VAMPIRE.]

It's fine; it likely saved you all the trouble of being pursued by someone who was quite physically strong and could have probably called for backup.

[ercnerd]

Claude's a fast runner. Did you see him? He was gone before any of us.

But I shouldn't complain too much. We all got out in the end.

[modissty]

You aren't wrong about that...

[EVEN HE HAD TIME TO NOTICE HOW FAST CLAUDE NYOOMED. God bless.]

In any case, it feels like a bit of a fluke that we did, honestly, but I won't complain about it either.

[ercnerd]

Flukes are half the reason anything happens in our lives. We should count ourselves lucky that the pocket watch worked as it did.

[modissty]

Yes... It would have been a bigger mess without that. Though I feel we would have done what needed to be done, as well.

[This wholeass group absolutely would have murdered if they felt it was necessary.]

[ercnerd]

Hmm . . . I suppose we would've.

[But he wonders as to the fallout of that path had they taken it.]

[modissty]

[They just all permadie and go straight to the graveyard.]

...No use in lingering on it though, yes? [A sigh. He looks back up... toward the underwear........] I suppose someone should fetch that, too. [...] I'll leave it to Claude-dono.

[The fact that he's assuming Claude is behind this somehow and he doesn't even know it's Claude's underwear.]

[ercnerd]

Why him?

[Why does everyone pick on Claude?]

[modissty]

He always seems involved in these things somehow, even if he doesn't want to be.

[It's very funny actually.]

[ercnerd]

[He stares at Sakyou.]

It's because of that kind of attitude that he keeps getting involved!

[modissty]

Perhaps he should give it a try? Not having the sort of face that gets a person involved in troublesome situations, that is.

[His inner rude shit so rarely hops out but damn if it isn't doing that right now.]

[ercnerd]

Wow . . . You kids really are something.

[modissty]

Do you think so? I think your judgment is perhaps a bit skewed.

[In what way...]

[ercnerd]

In what way?

[modissty]

At times it feels like you were already tired with us before we even did anything, you know.

[A tired, tired grandpa...]

[ercnerd]

They were too many. When did it feel like I was tired?

[modissty]

In general, you have the air of someone who always wishes they were resting instead of doing whatever is happening at the time...

[Why is he just bullying everyone right now.]

[ercnerd]

That's because everything is too troublesome. I haven't had a single peaceful week here!

[modissty]

Perhaps you'll be fortunate enough to get a bit of a rest soon, then. Misfortune may grow tired of picking on you.

[He's going to hate this moment in retrospect.]

[ercnerd]

[RIP.]

. . . Ah, I'll just rest when misfortune stops knocking. Then I won't have to worry about interruptions.

[modissty]

[TRULY TERRIBLE. There's a tiny little smile.]

Well. For your sake, I hope that it stops knocking soon, then. You've been having to keep an eye on us for far too long already, I'm sure.