#timeandknives

The man had his hands in his sweater pockets, having a really ‘meh’ reaction to her. As far as he knew she was just another stranger, hands were fiddling with things in his pockets, while he watched her. Though, one of his hands did find what he was searching for, he didn’t pull it out just yet.

Perfect Victory: "Hah! I win! I hope we can't fight soon again!"

"Yeah, it is," Marisa said to Sakuya, smiling.

"Then why you did this!?"

Marisa smiled at her newly wedded wife. "So, Sakuya-chan, how do ya think tha honeymoon's been so far?" she asked with a smile. The marriage wasn't long ago; it had taken a while to develop, but Marisa and Sakuya were finally together. They were eating in a restaurant on the Outside, where Yukari had been kind enough to deposit them with knowledge of the local languages. It was a place called Hawaii.

Willem turned at the unfamiliar voice, a knife still in his hand from cleaning the fish he had caught earlier that day. When he saw the young woman who had spoken, he blinked a few times. She didn’t look like she was on the island for a very long time and her clothes reminded him a bit of the servants at home."A man like me?", he repeated, "What do you mean by that? And who are you, anyway?"