Audience: Yuri Leclerc

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week 0, monday

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[sup, yuri. wherever you are, wrath is right behind you.]

I can hold one, at the very least.

week 0, monday

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[when yuri enters the kitchen, he will find lust seated on the counter and they immediately wave with both hands.]

Hi Yuri! Looks like everything's back in order for our lesson.

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[ seiros wept, make some noise. ]

Huh. Really? Am I stereotyping again by assuming you'd be able to handle a blade?

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[ wow.

he'll pick up those breadcrumbs first and pop them in the pantry, while greeting lust. a multitasker! ]

Now what favours did you all have to pull to get everything fixed so fast?

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[haha, no.]

Sure are. The swords are just, uh, very good irony. Irony! Ha! [stop.]

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So you're actually just an angry pacifist?

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[happy for his breadcrumbs.]

No favors! But, uh, maybe let's not do that again. Gluttony was preeetty pissed off...

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I absolutely would not say that I'm a pacifist.

I just don't know swords. Is that the only weapon you can possibly think of? Dream a little bigger, darling.

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[ that makes him laugh at least. ]

It's the one I know the best. But there's... I don't know. Spears? Axes? Gauntlets? Bow and arrow?

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Gauntlets. Hah.

[they seem vaguely amused by that one.] I could do a gauntlet, but uh. Guns? Guns. Those are fun.

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[ he's being resourceful. ]

Gluttony runs the kitchen? [ ... nice. ] Fitting. Do you know who was wrecking the place?

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Guns?

[ what the fuck is a gun ]

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You've never heard of guns?

[well that's fine, they just pull a fucking glock out of their sleeve?]

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[ he'd be way more concerned if he knew what a gun was. ]

I wouldn't be asking if I had. [ what is this tiny murder contraption. ]

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[okay, well, hold onto your butt, yuri, because they shoot the gun. and it is a real gun. it's very loud. rest in pieces, wall?]

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It's not really like the kitchen's their domain, but you saw their note didn't you? They really want you guys to treat this place nicer and quit trashing it.

But yeah. We know who's trashing the place. We can see a lot, you know!

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[ consider his butt well and truly held. until he has to cover his ears at the loudness of it all. ]

What the hell-- that sounds more like a cannon.

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[ wow, they're all voyeurs. ]

That's not reassuring. What if I'm a private person? I don't want to know people are watching when I get changed. [ there is. zero anger or distress in his voice. ]

Still, thank you for clearing up. Or thanks to those of you who did? [ one of you is literally called sloth, so... ]

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Haha, isn't it rad?

[they shove the gun back into their sleeve. gunsleeves.] Anyway.

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[ where are you keeping all these guns, wrath. how big are your sleeves. ]

You can fire one of those but you can't wave a sword right. [ amazing. ]

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[many big.]

Yeah! Sometimes that's just how it works out. You could always teach me to swordfight, since you're so horny for footwork.

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Ew. It's not like we want to watch you get changed! We can choose to not look. Anyway...you kind of seem like you're a little of both. Both a show-off and both private.

[in a good way!] But I'll pass on the message.

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[ who let you have this much sleeve ]

Sure. I don't think I'm a great teacher, but I can make sure you won't hold the wrong part of it and hurt yourself. [ he points at the sleeve. ] As a trade off for... explaining the gun thing.

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[ he shrugs. ] That would be telling. A guy's gotta have some mysterious charm about him, right?

[ there's a nod! ] I appreciate it.

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[uwu]

Oh, good. Are you telling me you're not supposed to hold the pointy bit? News to me! [as for the gun:] What do you want to know about it? It's a little machine that shoots loud. I don't know the intricate details. It's a gun.