[when she's made the first cut and hasn't maimed herself, Denji wanders over and points out the lengths to cut it with his foot, also indicating branches to chop off
it cuts through everything like a noisy, disconcertingly powerful knife through butter, and when she's done he flips the switch to cut its power and the grove is incredibly quiet]
[she'll let him take it back, and she'll make a half-assed effort at brushing sawdust off of herself. good, now she can make the spring dorm even dirtier.]
It wouldn't be too hard to achieve the same with magic... but it takes years of study to get to that point.
This was really... [putting her goggles back up and checking out the cuts.] easy.
So what, were you a wood-cutter back home or something? [she seems to recall him mentioning a very different profession?]
Used to do lotsa stuff to get money. Had a buncha debt to pay off so did whatever was around I could get cash for. Not a lotta work for kids, though, y'know?
[he picks up the chainsaw and looks at for a moment before kinda tucking it under his arm]
Cuttin' wood was pretty easy, but Devil Huntin' paid way more. In a good week I ate every day.
[she's starting to understand why he's such a weird gremlin about food, maybe...]
... Hate to admit it, but we might actually have something in common. I've been on my own since I was little, so I kinda know what it's like to have to take care of yourself.
They're... sort of like devices used to perform magic. Their cores look like gemstones. Like this. [she gestures to the red-jeweled choker on her neck.]
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it cuts through everything like a noisy, disconcertingly powerful knife through butter, and when she's done he flips the switch to cut its power and the grove is incredibly quiet]
See? Even a kid can do it. I did, anyway.
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It wouldn't be too hard to achieve the same with magic... but it takes years of study to get to that point.
This was really... [putting her goggles back up and checking out the cuts.] easy.
So what, were you a wood-cutter back home or something? [she seems to recall him mentioning a very different profession?]
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[he picks up the chainsaw and looks at for a moment before kinda tucking it under his arm]
Cuttin' wood was pretty easy, but Devil Huntin' paid way more. In a good week I ate every day.
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So even while getting paid more, you can barely afford to eat every day? That's screwed up.
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That stuff was just when I was a kid. [so it's fine!]
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[she's starting to understand why he's such a weird gremlin about food, maybe...]
... Hate to admit it, but we might actually have something in common. I've been on my own since I was little, so I kinda know what it's like to have to take care of yourself.
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So when'd you start livin' on your own? [he's arranging the cut pieces of fallen tree into a nice stack and the branches into another]
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Most of the people who paid attention to me afterward wanted to make me do crap for 'em. Woulda rather've just been me and Pochita on our own.
You have a buddy like that?
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...the blastia.
[it comes out as a mutter.]
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[yeah, rita's childhood friends are rocks.]
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[Denji leans in to takes a look at it]
It's pretty. Better'n nothin', right? [and sometimes even nothing is better than the alternative]
Help me carry these back to the apartments. [he scoops up an armful of log pieces]
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H, hey, I didn't agree to any heavy lifting!
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B'sides, all this thinkin' about the past is making my head hot. Helps to focus on somethin' else like carrying some wood around. Smells nice, too.
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Whatever, I guess I'm going that way, anyway.
[she can't carry much, but she picks up a few.]
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