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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]

[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.]

[hamham]

[A good question. You could always ask if you're curious, Fuyuhiko. But that's not the question that comes out of the heir, and he lets go and drops his hand before he replies.]

We clean up, first. The circle must be removed, so that it cannot be used or modified by anyone else. [And of course they can't just leave all the candles and stuff. Well...the herbs are probably fine. He's not picking up a bunch of seeds.]

After that, we return home. Some partners will do something together afterward in celebration of their new pact, but it is not required.

[impheired]

[The seeds can stay, fuck picking those up. Birds can eat them just fine, right?]

[Once Gundam lets his hand go, Fuyuhiko examines the cut on his palm. Ugh.see he knew this was a bad idea with his stupid paws. It's just a furry, bloody mess. Gundam probably has bits of shiba inu fur clinging to his cut as well. Sorry about that...]

Alright. Well, lets clean our hands up first before worrying about everything else. [Because, you remembered to bring antiseptic and fresh bandages, right, Gundam? Since Fuyuhiko had no idea that bloodletting was even going to be involved.]

Though...do you want to go somewhere before we go back? Or maybe tomorrow? [Since it is...very late. By the time they finish cleaning up and walking all the way back to Bavan, what time will it even be?]

[hamham]

[Nodding in agreement, he slips a few claws into a pocket and pulls out a small bottle of antiseptic. And then he dips them into the pocket that holds his watch and pulls out an equally small roll of bandages. That...really only look like they'll be good enough for one hand.]

Here, let me see your hand.

[He'll clean it!]

As for doing something together...if we were to do something tonight, our options would be slightly limited. Dinner, perhaps...the only other thing I'm aware of being open so late are bars, but that of course is not an option.

[Is anything else open late?? He doesn't really do social shit so...]

[impheired]

[Normally, Kuzuryuu would insist he can do it himself, especially since it's not even his dominant hand that was cut, but... considering the fact that his hand is half paw, it's probably actually better to leave this to Gundam. That and it seems almost tacky to make a blood pact with someone and then tell them you don't want their help. So Fuyuhiko holds his paw out, palm up, to let Gundam patch that up.]

Yeah, definitely out of the question. But...closing this out over drinks isn't a bad idea, so long as they're age-appropriate. [Like, okay, we did your ritual, man, now let him put his yakuza stamp on this bond.] I dunno about a full on dinner though... [Hm. Let him think about this. Oh! Idea!]

...you ever been to a casino before?

[Gambling and toasting non-alcoholic drinks is a good celebration, right?]

[hamham]

[Finally, he gets to help Fuyuhiko. Even if it is in just a small manner. He's careful as he cleans the wound out, brushing it free of fur (and also washing the fur a little too) before wrapping the hand nice and tight. Yeah, there was only enough bandage for one of them.

And hey, if you want to perform your own ritual, Gundam isn't going to complain in the least. He'll just be that much more proud and serious about this friendship.]

A casino? [Does looking through them to find the heir during their first fog count?] I have never visited one properly, no.

[impheired]

[Look, it's not his fault all of his transformations so far are internal things that can't really be tended to. The fact that Gundam isn't hiding another roll of bandages inside his pockets doesn't seem to have registed yet, however. Because Fuyuhiko just smirks and continues speaking.]

Then let's make a quick stop by the castle to drop all this stuff off and get some spending money. Don't worry, I'll make sure you don't lose too much.

[Time to lose your casino virginity, Gundam. For real, because searching for him definitely doesn't count.]

[hamham]

[Maybe it will register when he picks up his bandages from the ground, unraveling them some and draping them over a shoulder. And then he starts working on his own hand.

Time to lose his casino virginity huh? Actually, this is something he'd never have thought of on his own, but it makes sense that it's a suggestion coming from a yakuza member. And that...makes him smile some? Genuinely smile.

To him, that's almost an exotic suggestion. So much different from going out to dinner or just going to a bar and drinking together. Both of which would be enjoyable too, of course, but...man he's kind of excited.

He chuckles.]

Despite the fact that this sounds like a terrible idea for my wallet [Because he has no idea how to play casino games, and the only betting he's familiar with is the kind that involves animals.] I believe this would be an excellent choice for celebration. Allow me to wrap up my hand and then we may start collecting everything.

[impheired]

[Fuyuhiko starts picking up the candles on the inner part of the circle.]

Hey, weren't you listening? I said I'll stop it before it gets to the point of being a terrible idea. Nothing to be scared of, unless you're just that shitty at it.

[Sure enough, it's when he looks back and finds Gundam re-wrapping his hand with his dirty ground bandages that the fact that Tanaka did not bring enough first aid for two actually registers.]

Tanaka...did you forget to bring clean bandages for yourself? You had those on the ground...

[Dude...no. Bad. We're changing your bandages out once we get back to the castle.]

[hamham]

Hmph, how fortunate am I, then, that you will be the one coming to my rescue in such a case.

[Like a knight in pinstripe armor or something equally cheesy. Questioning the bandages though just has him cackling.]

As if anything could mix with this poisonous blood of mine and live! This will hardly be an issue.

[impheired]

[There he is. A knight in pinstripe armor. You got it.]

That's...not the issue, dumbass. You don't put dirt in an open wound, that's just common sense. At least clean it out first...

[You didn't waste all the antiseptic on him, did you?]