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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, NINEHEADED. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 009.21.328.89 *** NineHeaded has joined 009.21.328.89 <NineHeaded> this is kuzuryuu fuyuhiko. <NineHeaded> you're probbaly better off coming to find me than leaving a message on this piece ofshit. <NineHeaded> but whatever. if it's not stupid,i'll get back to you whenever i open my laptop again.

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[impheired]

[Fuyuhiko sniffs at each other the herbs in turn, seemingly unaware that he's doing so in quite such an obvious way. But hey, at least he's committed each of them to memory now. Not that...it's really gonna matter much, in all likelihood.]

[Alright, now what?]

[hamham]

[Hey hey maybe you want to throw some basil into a cake in the future! Or add some coriander seeds to your curry, your rice, and whatever tea you are drinking with the meal! Apparently those are great recipe secrets.

But Gundam looks pretty satisfied with the set-up!]

Okay, stand in the middle of the circle please.

[He's going to get the last tool for the ritual: that knife.]

[impheired]

[Implying Fuyuhiko bakes cakes!]

[But alright, he'll move into the middle of the circle, careful not to stand on the lines once again. Though hey...the knife. He didn't forget about that but he's running out of ideas as to what that can be used for... It's a little concerning.]

This good?

[hamham]

[Yup. And it's in his hand when he returns to the circle. He stops to assess Fuyuhiko's position and the moves to join him.]

Yes, that's perfect.

[He has to light the last four candles and then he's standing, facing the smaller man.]

Are you ready? This will be the last chance to mention any trepidation you may have facing this ritual, or voice a change of mind. Once I begin, to leave the circle will be dangerous.

[Last chance to back out.]

[impheired]

[He eyes the knife. Okay if...neither of them can leave the circle at this point, that REALLY limits what that knife can be used on. What did he sign up for here? He probably should be feeling a little hesitant thanks to that, but he barely even pauses before answering:]

I'm ready.

[He said he was going to do it, and Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu is not a man who goes back on his word.]

[hamham]

[Such an immediate answer brings a crooked grin to his face and he nods. Excellent he knew he could count on you. With that, he makes short work of unwrapping his left "cursed" hand first and then the right. The bandages are rolled up and carefully placed at his feet (maybe he should have done that before hand...) and then he raises the left over the middle of the circle, palm down. And then he starts reciting something, probably a spell since that's usually how these things work, but it sounds like it's Latin. Not too much of a surprise as most rituals and spells are written in Latin, after all, though whether Fuyuhiko knows that or not is questionable.

Just gotta finish this and they can move on to the next step, hang tight friend.]

[impheired]

[Nope, Fuyuhiko has no idea what language that is or what is being said. As such, he just stands there, staring blankly and watching Gundam do his thing. Because he's pretty sure he shouldn't interrupt this. Surely, Gundam needs ultimate concentration to do his nerd thing.]

[hamham]

[He definitely needs full concentration! Gotta get every word absolutely correct. Though hey, once that's done, they can finally get to the knife thing, which is being unsheathed. The blade is brand new, no signs of use visible if the were is looking, though he'll be able to smell the faint scent of ginger. The sheath is placed on the ground next, and if you guessed "the knife will be used on our hands" Fuyuhiko you were 100% correct! Though for the moment, he rests the edge against the skin of his left palm, not cutting anything.]

For this next part we need to shed blood, allowing it to drop onto the dirt. [Gotta sink into circle.] It's up to you whether you'd like to make this cut yourself or have me assist you.

[impheired]

[SOMEHOW, HE HAD A FEELING IT WOULD COME TO THIS. Okay, we he wasn't certain it would be their hands, but there was no way they weren't going to end up cutting themselves before this was over.]

I can do it myself. [He's pretty sure.] Though...any particular reason we couldn't do this during the day?

[You know, when he has HUMAN HANDS.]

[hamham]

[It's better that it's their hands, right? He seems to give this thought some pause.]

Pacts like this require moonlight. If it weren't for other occupations taking up the 25th, that would have been the most ideal day to have done this. [Full moon.]

[impheired]

[Admittedly, he was slightly concerned for a minute there that it might be something...more serious than just their hands.]

Just saying, given the circumstances... [He holds up one of his paws.] woulda been easier with human hands. [He sighs.] But no point whining, I suppose. Let's do this then.

[hamham]

[He'd apologize, but really this is for the best. Having done it during the day just wouldn't have worked. So instead he nods and with the agreement angles the blade a little and just...slices open his hand yep. There's no hesitation, though it does come with a wince. The hand is held out a little so that the blood can drip freely onto the earth and the blade is turned towards Fuyuhiko, handle first. It's double edged, and he has no intentions of wiping off the side he used. Don't you dare wipe it off either use the clean side.]

Left hand, and don't cut the pads. The blade is new, it should be easy to navigate your fur. [That probably went without saying, but just in case. He doesn't want to put the were in more pain than necessary.]

[impheired]

[This right here is why he would have preferred to do it during the day!! Gripping the knife is not the problem, it's figuring out where the fuck he's supposed to cut. Not on the pads, sure, but the pads take up most of his palm...]

[After a moment's contemplation of his hand, he drags the blade quickly across his palm, just below the pad on the top of his palm. Unlike Gundam, he does not wince, though he does clench his jaw tightly as angry red bubbles up on his palm. Sorry, bro, but you set the bar and he had to top it. He then follows suit and lets it drop onto the ground, just as told.]

[hamham]

[About what he'd expect of the Kuzuryuu clan heir. Which is why he tried very hard not to hesitate or wince himself (though the latter was a failure). Truth be told, telling Fuyuhiko about what they were doing was more giving him a chance to steel himself so that, when he actually did go through with it, he could do it quick. Maybe impress his new pact partner a little!

He watches the smaller man though, allowing both of their wounds to drip freely for a little bit before bringing his hand in. He offers his right hand to take the knife back.]

Now that our blood has been allowed to seep into the circle and stain the blade, all that's left is to join hands, speak our promise, and close the circle.

[impheired]

Join...both hands?

[As in their bleeding hands? That is so unhygienic... Especially with his his furry hands! You're gonna get fur in your cut and just...ew, no. What were you thinking, Gundam?]

[hamham]

[Well he holds out his left hand seemingly without a care, so yup. Apparently!]

Correct. Through this pact we will be bound by our very blood.

[Blood brothers yay......]

[impheired]

[Y...ay..........]

Ah... [Well, too late to back out now. Way too late, he's already bleeding. So he takes Gundam's hand in his paw. He'll deal with the uncleanliness of this later.] So how do we...do the promise part? Just say it?

[hamham]

Correct.

[His grip is firm, like you'd expect from a proper handshake except no shaking is involved.]

I can go first, if you'd like. There's no mandate that we must speak it at the same time.

[impheired]

Do we have to use the same wording? Like...should I just repeat what you say?

[hamham]

[He shakes his head.] It needs to hold the same feeling and general message, and something you can recall. [So maybe it'd be better if you didn't copy him? You know how he'll say this kind of shit.]

[impheired]

[He nods.]

Got it. You go first then.

[Show him how it's done, demon boy!]

[hamham]

[With a nod, Gundam focuses on their hands and gives this some thought before speaking.]

Through the hardships we'll face here, whether they be changes or taking our freedom back, I will remain your pact partner. And, upon returning to our world, no matter what we are faced with upon waking up, I will remain your pact partner, and nothing can break this bond. I promise.

[There. That's simple and elegant and gets the point across!]

[impheired]

[Wow, that's a whole lot simpler than Fuyuhiko was expecting. Where's the dramatic, spooky speech? Who are you and what have you done with the real Gundam Tanaka?]

[But alright, his turn now. Give him a minute here, he's gotta think of how to word this.]

No matter where we are, no matter what the trouble is, I promise that I've got your back. And when we make it back home, that fact won't change. Nothing can break this bond or this promise.

[UGH. This is so cheesy what the hell. Gundam, you need to stop rubbing off on him you weirdo.]

[hamham]

[It's just a sign of how serious he is. If he'd gone with a speech, something more involved than that, he could have forgotten it. And that was something he didn't want to risk.

He doesn't think it's cheesy at all though. He's pretty impressed with it honestly. That's a good, solid promise, and something he could surely remember. Hell, Gundam was pretty sure he could even remember it himself. It's with a nod that he shows his approval of the line.

The demon doesn't let go of his hand just yet though, speaking a few more lines in Latin first. Need to safely close the circle...once that's done he's silent for a few beats.]

The pact is complete.

[impheired]

[Fuyuhiko is silent as Gundam finishes off the spell. He's unable to keep his mind from wandering a little as he does so, however. Does Gundam actually know what he's saying? Does he really understand Latin or has he just memorized it out of a book? The real questions here, clearly.]

Okay. So...now what?

[Why are you still holding his hands, dude, what the hell.]