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[madeofswords]

My name is Kiritsugu and I've fallen into some unfortunate circumstances.

[As it were, Archer spoke into his journal in a voice better suited for a much younger man, and then a few drops of blood landed on the surface of it. He tried to clean it to no avail. He just made a wider smudge and dragged it along the surface foolishly.]

Ah, sorry about that. On top of waking up as a teenager once more, I suppose I was dragged from the ship at some point and awoke in the custody of a number of pirates.

I'm looking for the Triton's Mistress and I'm going to be a bit too busy tending to my injuries to consider navigation.

[There was a depleted sigh on his part and a bit of a groan from exerted effort.]

A hasty response would be appreciated, but I understand if you're all indisposed or if you're all toddlers for some strange reason. I've already taken care of my primary problem.

[All responses will be coming from unlimitedfaker!]

Comments

[unlimitedfaker]

[Pausing, Kiritsugu let the dryness in his voice show.]

...So, I may arrive just in time for the end of the festival?

[arcadiasailor]

Hopefully, when you get back you'll be old enough to drink again.

[unlimitedfaker]

What makes you think age makes a difference? How do you think I'm doing well enough to speak to you right now, after all?

[arcadiasailor]

Your alcohol tolerance that good?

[unlimitedfaker]

Does it matter? It isn't as if I'm drinking to test myself.