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Who: Anyone
When: Day 82, Early Morning
Where: Level 1
What: Some Clean up

[Unless you are down on level 1 in the early morning for some reason, you will probably miss the way the gross, rotting messes start to simply disappear, as if being collected by some invisible party. Piles of moss, tangled rot, pools of stagnant water. The algae clinging to walls just fades away.

What you probably DO notice is when you get up in the morning well... the air just smells a lot fresher than it has since the move! Rather like you are no longer living directly above a smelly bog full of rotting plant and animal life.

Journeying down to Level 1 will reveal two things:

1) The level is clear of all rotting, dead and dying plant and animal life, as well any life that was thriving in that disgusting muck. Perhaps 85% of what was down there is gone and what is left are vines and flowers, perhaps a few creatures. Whatever had begun to grow or moved in since the move. They are sparsely placed and easy enough to clear by hand.

2) There's still a lot of.. junk. Left over. Namely in the many rooms that parameter each of Level 1's five floors. Old tables, made of metal and stone, some still usable but most not. Chairs, benches, desks. Husks of comfort and office furniture.

Other than that, the Level is a vast open space with many rooms lining the walls. The two doors that once blocked the huge front opening lie on the ground near the opening, and if you look them over carefully you'll find you can recognize many of the carvings depicting peoples, cities, acts of god, and the gods themselves.]

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[ narrows her eyes and presses forward - feinting for a diagonal slash but really trying to get close enough to shove her elbow into his face. ]

Do not challenge an emperor if you are not eager!

[ and he's falling for that feint-- so getting elbowed in the face ]

—I was only talking about the pain!

[ GOES FOR A LEGSWEEP TOO THEN ]

Your pain, I assume, is well deserved!

[ well, at least that he manages to avoid-- stepping back quickly ]

I haven't even given you any report yet, have I.

You are a troublesome Master with poor relations.

[ silent for a bit, and then lowering his sword ]

You just got back and you're already saying that?

Edited (TAG SUCKED) 2012-10-01 16:46 (UTC)

[ ICON, still obviously contemplating kicking him... ]

Well, has it changed since I have been gone?

... not really, no.

[ it just got worse ]

But I'd rather not talk about it and just enjoy your presence.

My presence is so magnanimous that it can be enjoyed even during difficult and painful times. That is no excuse to hide your cowardice.

Hah... I guess it wouldn't be like you to ignore it.

[ and looking down now ]

Honestly, I'm not really worthy of facing you anymore, let alone be your master. And that's exactly why I'd rather hide my cowardice instead of facing it.

Look me in the eye when you address me, Ling Yao!

[ it takes him a few moments-- but he does raise his head now, looking at her, but not adding anything to what he said just now ]

Your worth to me is only for me to decide. If you feel that there is something that shames you then speak of it plainly and we will move forward from there. I have already judged your worth as a person but if your actions have tarnished that -- well, we will see.

I'm not the same person. I could spend hours explaining, but judging things objectively, that's how it is. I'm much weaker than I was when you've taken me as your master.

I lack will and strength to change it, but of the things I've done, there's a lot to be ashamed of. But speaking of it plainly isn't something I can do, so I suppose I'll just show you.

[ pausing for a moment-- hesitating, and then he's taking his shirt off. There's bandages on his arms and a still-healing wound on his chest-- and then he's turning around, showing his back to her.

Say hello to Gilgamesh's name (though it's written in akkadian), clearly carved in with a knife ]

[ PUNCHES HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD ]

[ THAT HURTS SABER

but he was expecting violence, so turning back to face her now, but expecting more ]

[ . . . sourly . . . ]

I cannot read that.

... Is that what the punch was for? It's Gilgamesh's name.

Yes, of course that was what the punch is for it does not become me to not know what is carved into my Master's body how can I possibly react in the proper fashion if I must ask for it to be translated this is terrible. . .

[ going to stare at her for a few moment, and then he just. starts laughing. Covering his face with a hand ]

It does release the tension somewhat, at least.

What is so funny? Why are you laughing? This is not a humorous matter!

Hahaha! -- I'm sorry. But now that you do know what it is, should I prepare myself for another blow...?

Why.

...I don't know.

Well!

. . .

In that case! This is something I will think on, yes. And then perhaps later cut off his hands and make him eat them.