HE'LL GET BACK TO ORIGAMI IN A SECOND because apparently no he was not aiming for the book. As if on reflex, he holds the book that's handed to him in one hand and then grabs Mandricardo's wrist with the other, at which point he. Just. Leans forward to bite it.
Hm.
On the plus side he's not feral (in this regard) so it's the sort of bite that will probably leave indents for a bit, but not draw blood.
Give him a second this shit startles him every time.]
[Bites have happened, but....Sakyou? Sakyou biting? It never occurred to him, somehow, and yet...]
[Well, actually, maybe he is a biter REGARDLESS, NOT THE POINT. He just got bitten by him right now. The hell. He looks at his wrist, and then at Sakyou, and...]
[Something strange comes over his face. He moves to stand, fixing the other with a focused look, somewhat nervous all the same, but its certainly uncharacteristic for Mandricardo's usual worrywart look.]
[Meanwhile his ass is out here thinking this is a curse that spreads via bite and he's like DO I TELL MANDRICARDO HE HAS VOREITIS NOW???? OH SHIT.
That said, he's a little too caught up in his own worrywarting to really pay much mind to the difference in expression here. He BIT Mandricardo and now the It Follows ghost is going to GET HIM. So of course he's moving forward without pause, hand still holding his wrist but with greater care now.]
—I'm sorry, I - ah, didn't mean to bite so hard. [...] Or at all. Are you alright...?
[Yeah, the It Follows ghost is IN THE HOUSE RIGHT NOW.]
[Anyways, yeah, here Sakyou comes closer. Mandricardo's eyes are fixed on him, somehow focused, yet so incredibly distant at the same time.]
[He leans in, the distance between them only a couple of inches away.]
I'm fine.
[And then he twists his head and gives a solid bite to the area of skin directly underneath his ear. Not hard enough to draw blood, but it's no gentle nibble, that's for sure.]
[THIS IS ALSO SURPRISING. Both because he 1) now thinks the curse can spread ultrafast and 2) was not expecting any sort of rough bite from Mandricardo?? Like, he wasn't expecting any bite at all BUT NOT ONE THIS ROUGH. Also not one below the ear, which is a very soft and sensitive spot.
So there's a little bit of a startled yelp, and he jerks away a bit on instinct.]
[There's the sweet Mandricardo he knows... He's not so distracted that he doesn't note how bizarre the sudden shift is now, but that promptly goes in the Deal With This Later mental file.]
You don't need to apologize. It's a curse that's been passed around, apparently... I believe it's transferred through bite.
[Thanks Molly and Lucretia for starting this rumor.]
[POOR SWEET MANDRICARDO... He shoots over an apologetic look, though he at least feels a little less bad now that he knows Mandricardo was apparently already infested with voreitis.]
Most of us have been by this point, to be fair... It seems there isn't much one can do to stop themselves from engaging in a bite once the urge strikes.
It's likely somewhere I can't easily see. [It sure is, it's on the nape of his neck. God bless.] Or perhaps for some reason, I've simply been left without one.
[That's a pretty dour comment though PUNK... His brow knits with some mild concern.]
[He says it as if it's so matter-of-fact. Like that's how it is.]
I'm just a mediocre Servant, after all. I can't move mountains, or slice through an army of men with a sword. Compared to other Heroic Spirits...I'm weak.
Though he honestly can't say he feels that surprised. Sometimes people just feel a certain way about themselves, oof. Still, with a bit of a concerned frown:]
Most people can't move mountains or slice through armies. Would you say that they are also useless?
Of course not. I'm judging based on myself and other Heroic Spirits. Everyone else is a grand figure of legend, and I'm...
[He glances to the side.]
I'm just a third-rate king who became an adventurer, and then made mistake after mistake until my inevitable death. Being among their number is a joke.
[The funny thing is, Sakyou actually has a similar problem in that he views himself in an extremely narrow light, too, in terms of worth and what he brings to the table. Maybe if he was more aware of that he'd be able to pinpoint exactly what about hearing this is so discomfortingly familiar.
As things are though, it is just Upsetting to hear a friend talk about themselves in such a way.]
...I can't speak to what it is you've gotten up to in your own home, of course - but it would be a cruel thing indeed for me to do anything but disagree with your opinion.
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Origami? Don't think I know it too well, no...though I think it was mentioned in class.
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HE'LL GET BACK TO ORIGAMI IN A SECOND because apparently no he was not aiming for the book. As if on reflex, he holds the book that's handed to him in one hand and then grabs Mandricardo's wrist with the other, at which point he. Just. Leans forward to bite it.
Hm.
On the plus side he's not feral (in this regard) so it's the sort of bite that will probably leave indents for a bit, but not draw blood.
Give him a second this shit startles him every time.]
Ah—
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[Mandricardo's jaw drops.]
[Bites have happened, but....Sakyou? Sakyou biting? It never occurred to him, somehow, and yet...]
[Well, actually, maybe he is a biter REGARDLESS, NOT THE POINT. He just got bitten by him right now. The hell. He looks at his wrist, and then at Sakyou, and...]
[Something strange comes over his face. He moves to stand, fixing the other with a focused look, somewhat nervous all the same, but its certainly uncharacteristic for Mandricardo's usual worrywart look.]
Hey, come closer.
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That said, he's a little too caught up in his own worrywarting to really pay much mind to the difference in expression here. He BIT Mandricardo and now the It Follows ghost is going to GET HIM. So of course he's moving forward without pause, hand still holding his wrist but with greater care now.]
—I'm sorry, I - ah, didn't mean to bite so hard. [...] Or at all. Are you alright...?
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[Anyways, yeah, here Sakyou comes closer. Mandricardo's eyes are fixed on him, somehow focused, yet so incredibly distant at the same time.]
[He leans in, the distance between them only a couple of inches away.]
I'm fine.
[And then he twists his head and gives a solid bite to the area of skin directly underneath his ear. Not hard enough to draw blood, but it's no gentle nibble, that's for sure.]
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So there's a little bit of a startled yelp, and he jerks away a bit on instinct.]
—I'm not sure that you are...
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[He draws back...]
[And it's like all the focus drains in an instant. His hands tremble as they go back to his mouth in shock.]
I-It happened again....I'm so sorry, Sakyou! Ah....ah, I'm sorry...
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You don't need to apologize. It's a curse that's been passed around, apparently... I believe it's transferred through bite.
[Thanks Molly and Lucretia for starting this rumor.]
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[OH NO]
I-I've been spreading the curse...? Ah, how terrible...!
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Most of us have been by this point, to be fair... It seems there isn't much one can do to stop themselves from engaging in a bite once the urge strikes.
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I just don't get it, though! Why? Like...what does it even mean?
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I haven't the slightest idea, but it's something we should certainly keep an eye on. First the words and now this...
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Oh! Oh. Right. The words...I almost forgot about those, honestly.
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[The genuine hilarity of him not discovering this immediately.]
I hope that means yours hasn't been giving you too much trouble, then?
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[Huh.]
Oh? Not really? I mean, I basically tell myself more often than not, so...
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[That's a pretty dour comment though PUNK... His brow knits with some mild concern.]
I've heard they say unpleasant things.
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[And a shrug.]
Do you want to see mine? Just to see what they look like.
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[Some people have all the luck. He hesitates for a second, though.]
...If it isn't a bother, I would like to, yes.
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[And he's just going to reach down and pull up his shirt. Not all the way, but enough to see the beginnings of a large scar on his side.]
[Emblazoned near it are the words BEING USELESS.]
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—Why do you tell yourself that?
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[He says it as if it's so matter-of-fact. Like that's how it is.]
I'm just a mediocre Servant, after all. I can't move mountains, or slice through an army of men with a sword. Compared to other Heroic Spirits...I'm weak.
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Though he honestly can't say he feels that surprised. Sometimes people just feel a certain way about themselves, oof. Still, with a bit of a concerned frown:]
Most people can't move mountains or slice through armies. Would you say that they are also useless?
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[He glances to the side.]
I'm just a third-rate king who became an adventurer, and then made mistake after mistake until my inevitable death. Being among their number is a joke.
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As things are though, it is just Upsetting to hear a friend talk about themselves in such a way.]
...I can't speak to what it is you've gotten up to in your own home, of course - but it would be a cruel thing indeed for me to do anything but disagree with your opinion.
[Mandy: i am useless though
Sakyou: OVERRULED.]
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...Mmm. You're nice. [And he is touched by that, really...Sakyou your KIND WORDS.] I...I appreciate it.
[He can't even find the strength to argue with it.]
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