[ Obviously for this thread to get anywhere, Yamato wouldn't have to hear it because we decide what he hears and doesn't hear. Opens his ears to the truth, he hears what's going on in these brackets. With his hands stuffed in both the sleeves of his haori, he stares at this mandolin slicer that I had to Google because I'm pretty sure I thought you were talking about an orange the entire time. Blinking once, and then twice at this new creation that humans must be saying is on the rage, a good deal. Perhaps the seller is a big gargoyle with a missing head, either way — they're not buying this shit.
So what is done is Yamato's grand appearance of standing right next to Karou, trying to find the lore. ] Huh? I don't know, I didn't even see this while I was walking past. How does one use it? [ Maybe the Gargoyle is tired of these two just staring and not buying? Please buy something, don't stare, how will he get customers if these two stare at the item as if it's some unknown, severed arm on the table. ]
It's called a.. Mandolin.. Slicer. What's a mandolin?
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So what is done is Yamato's grand appearance of standing right next to Karou, trying to find the lore. ] Huh? I don't know, I didn't even see this while I was walking past. How does one use it? [ Maybe the Gargoyle is tired of these two just staring and not buying? Please buy something, don't stare, how will he get customers if these two stare at the item as if it's some unknown, severed arm on the table. ]
It's called a.. Mandolin.. Slicer. What's a mandolin?