Truth & Lies

the dainty treats of banter

"I sent you the files you need for those jargons, perfectly wrapped up, you only have to endure reading 10-sodding pages of them, though."

"I would never let your hardwork go to waste, Seri-chan."

It was one of their regular calling to each other, or as Kusanagi would like to put ' love calls '.

He was a lonely man in this country that was yet foreign to him. Putting it to such marks that Awashima was the only one keeping him on track and his impromptu quest plastering him like a super glue to the ground.

"Mmm. What does number 24 say in summary though?"

He skims through the pages through his newly bought and apparently provided by Awashima herself, laptop.

"It talks about the boundaries of the kings, but how it could also promote peace and happiness on their boundaries and not end up clashing heads."

She sighs on the other end of the line. "Though, that's not exactly how it happened."

"And.. supernatural beings..?"

"That one, then is just a guess on what could be those other rats that weren't completely exposed to the Slates' power and been made a clansmen but eventually gained an identical power,"

She takes a moment to sip on her coffee,clearly she doesn't have any plans on resting as there were too many jargons left still she has yet to tell him about.

"On whether could they actually be under possession or control of some sort of witch or an astral being."

"They believed on those still around that age?"

"Well, the project alone is unbelievable and moreover the existence of the Slates isn't to be ignored."

"Aha...sorry about that, and cults?"

These jargons were getting a little bit ridiculous but apparently so, it would make sense as a scientist cannot just ignore the many possibilities. As much as how unethical the presumption was, on the contrary, the experiment they were conducting was as ridiculous as the guesses.

"The Slates wasn't found by digging in the middle of the city but rather it originally came from an indigenous tribe from Dresden which then were also believed to have had those superhuman abilities, casting spells of some sorts and everything related to it."

A long pause. He had gotten too immersed in her narrative; taken by the breath of the precise research she had done and that he couldn't possibly repay her efforts alone.

"Marry me."

Or that his influence over her was too much. That thought alone apparently setting his heart on a rhythmic haywire, eventually leading to saying those words.

"...I'm pretty sure there wasn't a jargon in there like that but I'm willing to state so..?"

Awashima raised her brows still, flabbergasted at the thought of it being an off record remark.

"No, off the record, Seri-chan. Marry me, when everything is all fine."

Ah, he did said what he had just said. Either the lack of sleep led her to believe it or give him the benefit of doubt, neither was of help.

"I wish you would be a little bit more cooperative," Coldly brushing it off. It wasn't that simple of an rejection; it was more of a fact she'd rather face later than now. " I'm missing on my sleep for this so do make an effort to make sense."

Ahah, as expected, he thought. He simply jested to himself, always, it would be rejection. Mainly why he referred to her as Tundra Woman ( although, he has thought about it a while that it was more of Tsundra Woman; a slip up but a right one as she can be quite in denial as a highschool girl sometimes. )

"..right. Well I don't want you missing your sleep and I have to cook for myself lest I'll starve to death."

First they thread on this thin ice and a line between being enemies and something close to friends.

Just like that. Perhaps sooner or later the foundation will give up , and to hell with it whether they'll swim or sink with the truth that's constantly throwing jabs at them in the wrong time at the right place.

"Mmm. Work on that."

"Can't thank you any more than less, Seri-chan."

"Stop your blarney for the nth time. Go eat. I have a few reports to do."

"Good night, darling."

Another long pause. There wasn't a time she wasn't caught off guard by him; not like she would admit to it though.

"..Good..night."