[Voice] Say Goodbye, Sonico

[sonicosuper]

 *There is a soft intake of breath before Sonico begins. Her thoughts are muddled and there's an edge to her voice - this is clearly not a rehearsed message, but the comments of a woman very recently hit with some bad news*

I just... I wish. I just wish there was some way, some how, just some small something.. that would mean that people could say goodbye. Disappearing. Vanishing into thin air. It just... I'm sorry, but it isn't fair.

*There's a pause, then a breath, but clearly she decides not to say anything further, and clicks off the feed*

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[sakuya_izayoi]

"No. No this is fine. Thank you for offering." Truthfully Sonico doubtfully had anything in the maid's size considering just how petite she was.

"I'm going to have to disarm myself to remove them. My apologies." Working with her cuffs, Sakuya shifted her wrist and withdrew... a knife. A dagger, actually. From the cuff. And then another... and another. Quite a few in total. Each was elegantly carved along the straight, double-edged blade, ending in a small cross guard before transitioning to the handle. They seemed almost to bright to be made of steel...

She paused for a moment, running her fingers along the edge of the cuff before unbuttoning and removing it and placing it off to one side. She then began the process with the other one; removing a large number of knives from a space that couldn't even fit one. She removed the second cuff.

The apron was next and it was the same thing all over, though the knives were of a varied kind and clearly for varied purpose. The last thing to be removed was a sword, too broad to be a rapier though it was still a kind of thrusting weapon. Then the apron came off.

That was... A lot of knives.

The maid vanished for several moments, the water in the kitchen audibly running before she simply appeared again on the couch.

"Thank you, Sonico. I feel like I'm intruding. You're much too kind to me."

[sonicosuper]

That would be true. Everything Sonico owns is probably much too big, given all her curviness, but she nodded in response. She stepped back when Sakuya started to reveal that large pile of rather lethal looking weapons. Sonico bit her lip and surveyed what was there. The more that Sakuya revealed, the more Sonico shuffled backwards, really struggling to make sense of this stuff in her living room.

Sonico couldn't help it, it was all very strange and new to her, so when Sakuya returned, she was just standing there, scratching at the back of her neck and slowly shaking her head, "Oh... No. I'm just... trying to be a friend."

[sakuya_izayoi]

It certainly was a lot of lethal weapons. And the fact Sakuya was bloody suggested that they were certainly of use. Beyond that a lot of them were very elegant in their own way. The ornate blades and handles were beautiful and of master craftsmanship.

"Well, you're certainly a better friend than I believe I deserve. Thank you." She sat still for another moment, staring at the weapons before, with a small glance at Sonico, she scooted over on the couch, patting the spot next to her.

"I'm sorry. I know all this steel and silver is not something you're used to seeing. I assure you that neither my guard no my blade will ever be raised against you in earnest, Sonico. Perhaps, in your defense, but for no other reason."

[sonicosuper]

Sonico is grateful for the offer to sit down as it distracts her from the weapons ever so slightly. She is still happy to sit down with her friend, though are eyes are drawn to them again. "No...it's really quite unusual but... it's okay, since it's yours."

Then she turns to Sakuya in shock and shakes her head, "Oh no! Of course I wouldn't think you would hurt me!"

[sakuya_izayoi]

"Yes, well it's still something that I do not usually do outside the privacy of my own desk with a bottle of oil and a dry cloth." Knife care.

She reached down and began moving them more neatly on the table, examining each and delicately turning the weapons over in her hands before setting them aside in matching groups. "It's been some time since I last took them all out though. It's rather irresponsible of me. I'm sure there's nothing gravely wrong with them but I could not forgive myself if I carried a chipped or cracked blade with me. Such things are dangerous."

At least she was busying herself. And the oddness of the whole situation is certainly an adequate distraction from all the recent happenings. "These here are for throwing but each shape has its own purpose. Hopefully to suit any need that arises."

Sakuya had gotten through about half of the throwing knives when she paused, picking up a butterfly knife. She twirled it once in her hands, snapping it open and checking both sides. "I kind of forgot I was carrying this little thing."

[sonicosuper]

While Sakuya was busy with her knives, Sonico perched on the edge of the sofa and just watched, noting the various differences between the blades. She blinked as she watched the butterfly knife open - at least that seemed vaguely safer.

"Can I...get you anything to eat or drink?" She would be more comfortable in the kitchen while Sakuya examined her weapons, after all.

[sakuya_izayoi]

"No, I'm quite well. Thank you for offering... I made you spill your drink though." Without asking for permission Sakuya stood, vanished for several moments, and sat back down, offering Sonico another cold bottle of beer. It was not one of the ones Sonico had in the refrigerator either. The maid must have gone out and purchased one.

She seemed a lot calmer upon reappearing too.

She twirled the butterfly knife through her fingers. Almost absently, as one would a fidget. Of course she also wasn't performing anything too complicated.

"... I really don't mean to make you nervous, Sonico. I'm just trying not to think about things." She snapped the knife shut, the following silence growing somewhat awkward.

"So, um..." She was really trying, okay?

[sonicosuper]

When Sakuya disappeared like that, Sonico screamed into the empty room. She wasn't sure if she could ever get used that. She was clearly even more surprised when she noticed the brand of beer she had brought. Still, when the shock was over, Sonico clearly appreciated it, nodding as she accepted the drink. "Oh. Thank you."

Sonico opened her beer and took a sip in that awkward silence, then let a moment pass before she spoke up, carefully, "I'm very sorry...that Xander is gone. I can only imagine that you must be finding it hard. I don't know if I can be of much help but... I am happy to be here for you. If that helps."