[not again] catchall for tonbokiri

[fishingforcompliments]

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w1, thursday

[fishingforcompliments]

[what up, tonbo, do you happen to be passing by ant cabin? perhaps to check on an idiot who went and got herself hurt?

because said idiot is peeking out the cabin and looking left and right as if she's trying to check if the coast is clear.]

[daifukus]

[ he was in fact! there's even a cup of tea in his hand for her.

which is why he only raises his dad brows at her, his bulk silently blocking the doorframe. ]

Hello, Flayn-dono.

[ where do you think you're off to? ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[EEP.]

T-Tonbokiri—!

[daifukus]

Was I interrupting something?

[ dad voice: and what do you think you're doing outside of your bed? ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[let her live......]

Ah, well— I am famished. I thought I would go to find something to eat...

[daifukus]

[ she nearly just died?? flayn??? pls rest ]

I would be more than happy to bring you something, Flayn-dono.

[fishingforcompliments]

[a binch gotta eat!!]

...I appreciate the thought, but I prefer to prepare my own meals.

w2, friday

[fishingforcompliments]

[well, if tonbo is indeed sleeping in his food -

flayn, when she finds him, gives him a gentle pat on the head before her eyes widen and she grips him by his shoulder to try and ease him out of his... bowl? plate? whatever his food is in.]

Tonbokiri...?

[daifukus]

[ he's probably leaning hard on his hand, nose just skimming his bowl every time his head bobs. it's fine.

on the other hand, tonbo startles hard at the touch, flinching away before he realizes where he is and sneezes for good measure. goodness. ]

Ah-

[ a few sleepy blinks later, flayn gets a very sheepish (very tired) smile. good morning? ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[good morning!]

...are... you okay?

[food doesn't make a good pillow!! neither does a hand]

[daifukus]

It was quite a long evening.

[ he yawns. now that i think of it, he probably still has a glow stick tucked into his clothes ]

I'm afraid I got little sleep last night.

[fishingforcompliments]

Please get some rest today, then.

[that's what he was trying to do before she so rudely interrupted him...]

[daifukus]

[ you know, in between all 34432 other people harassing him for deets ]

Mm, I'll need my strength for tomorrow.....

[ god. has he even changed yet? is he still sitting there in his bloody, bullet ridden hakama? we're gonna say yes because he's a disaster right now. at least he smells like a nice combo of growing things and lemony fresh ]

week 3, weds

[daifukus]

[ have you ever seen a more water sodden spear in your life? hello, guess who forgot his poncho on his way to the mess hall today and looks like a rather sad, drowned- ]

Achoo-!

[ and sneezy disaster. goodness. he's just a mess these days isn't he?]

Ah..... hello Flayn-dono...... Did you perchance see if there was hot water still left?

[fishingforcompliments]

[tonbo... oh no. she rushes over to take him by the arm and directs him toward one of the tables in the mess hall]

Please sit down! I will bring some tea for you immediately.

[...and maybe grab some cleaning cloths so he can dry off, yikes]

[daifukus]

[ it's fine, he'll just shake it out like a giant puppy and fluff up as he dries ]

My thanks..

[ at least he sounds sheepish enough to be caught in such a state so soon after the last disaster. he's clearly been having a great time these past few days weeks. ]

I was hoping to make it in fast enough but I suppose nature thought differently today.

[ don't you love when it goes from a gentle sprinkle to FULL FAUCET SHOWER in less than five seconds? ]

[fishingforcompliments]

I have found that nature frequently thinks different from us.

[back she comes with some tea! it's just standard camp fare, nothing special, but it's hot - hopefully it'll help him warm up. she sets it down in front of him and offers him some cloths from the kitchen for his hair]

[daifukus]

Mm... A reminder that despite our thinking, they will always have the upper hand.

[ he smiles for the tea, immediately clutching onto it for warmth after sloughing the majority of water from his person. ]

I'm certainly not immune to its whims as well.

[fishingforcompliments]

It did start to come down rather suddenly...

[maybe they should all start carrying umbrellas...... flayn doesn't want to use a voucher to buy one, though]

w4, saturday

[fishingforcompliments]

[flayn really can't say she's happy about any of this. sure, they've found a culprit - but it hurts. it hurts a lot, and there's still so much they don't know about what happened to the others.

when tonbo finds her, she's by the lake, sitting at the edge of the pier. yin yu's mask - which she's been holding onto since she repairs it - is sitting in her lap.

she doesn't seem to hear him approach.]

[daifukus]

[ that's alright, tonbo steps loudly those last few feet just so he doesn't startle her and places a mug of tea by her side. ]

Flayn-dono...

[ he won't ask if she's alright because clearly none of them are but... he can be a friend to lean on in this moment, sitting nearby until she is ready to speak ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[she flinches as he sets the mug down, and doesn't reach for it yet.]

...Tonbokiri.

[a pause, and she sighs.]

It is kind of you to come see me.

[daifukus]

I wished to make sure you were well.

[ the last few minutes were not kind to her after all. what kind of sword would he be to not make sure she was alright? ]

I am sorry, Flayn.

[fishingforcompliments]

It was not your fault.

[He's not the one who cut off Yin Yu's head.]

[daifukus]

Yet it feels as there should have been more I could have done.

[ he says like they weren't cucked out of possibilities to do legit anything ]