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[She really should have asked more questions before she agreed to this, but Lightning has learned rather quickly that asking Rokurou questions only leads to more of them with very few answers. Case in point, their tomato argument that still remains unfinished, the sight of him chugging ketchup right from the bottle still haunting her to this day. No way she's bringing that up here, though.

When he'd texted her to meet him on Nogard and she'd asked why, his answer was something about the dragons. There'd been some that had moved to the leviathan, and they had treasures of all kinds to look through as well as help organize. She isn't sure why she agreed to this besides the fact that she hopes to find treasure to sell for some good money, but she does wonder if there's more in it for him than she is led to believe. She wouldn't doubt it, but she'll go along with it for now.

As they arrive at the dragon's dens outside of the city proper, her hands fall to her hips, and she finally asks the question that she has been wanting to since they met—]

What exactly are you hoping to find anyway?

[Rokurou grins because he knew she would ask at some point.]

Remember that "cursed blade" that weird merchant-warrior we met back in the desert mentioned?

[Oh, she should have known.]

You're still on about that sword? [A CURSED sword. Rokurou, why.] Are you even sure that it's real?

Nope, but that's all the more reason to see if it is. And what better place to try and look than a dragon's collection?

Hoping for everyone's sakes that a dragon is not the one that has a cursed sword.

[She looks up at the door to this old house that some of them have taken over, steps up, and knocks on it, because it would be rude and dangerous to go waltzing in uninvited, right?]

Hey, that would just make it more interesting, right? Wonder what kind of curse it really has.

[He's way too excited about this, although he would have limits. Wouldn't want a sword killing him, after all.

But after a little bit, they can hear the sound of something approaching before a dragonfolk appears.

"Are you the ones to help clean out my collection?"

A rather prim looking dragon, one they wouldn't expect to have a mess on their hands...claws.]

You got it. Just shows us where and what we need to do.

[It's always the ones that they least suspect. Lightning blinks up at the large creature, the dragonfolk towering several feet over them both as it stares down and then huffs out with a relieved sigh, smoke leaving its flared nostrils.

"Oh, thank goodness. I was beginning to feel like I was drowning in things."]

So why keep it all?

[The dragon looks at her, then stomps aside to let them through.

"It is all very special to me. Me and my siblings have many collections that we have brought over from Ocard, and it is hard to part with them. Having a third party will help, and you are free to take whatever pleases you for your help."]

Why did you want to move here, anyway?

[A question asked as they follow the dragon inside.

"Change of pace. I've lived in Ocard all my life and I've always wanted to see what it's like to live amongst pirates..."

And now the dragon is droning about something about old dreams and games with their siblings, and Rokurou's expressions slowly falls until he leans in close to Lightning.]

...They must get bored.

[On and on and on he goes.]

Must not have a lot of people to talk to either.

[Lightning mutters it back to him, but she straightens when the dragon peeks over his shoulder. "What was that?"]

I said that you've got a real nice house.

[The dragon nods, smiling a sharp-toothed grin and is quite clearly pleased with himself, and continues on as he leads them to the stairs, and she casts a sideways glance at Rokurou.]

[Rokurou just quietly laughs before clearing his throat.]

So what exactly is in your collection? And do you have—

["Instructions, yes!" the dragon raises a claws.

"Not to worry, I have a binder that you can use."]

A... A binder...?

[THAT MUCH???]

[Lightning's reaction is subdued, but her brows shoot up.]

A binder? For what?

["What things are, where they should go, how I want it organized..." Up the stairs they go and they stop at the first door. "Ah, here we go. My spoon room."]

What do you mean your spoon—

[The dragon clicks open the door to reveal literally that. A room... full of spoons. "Isn't it magnificent?"]

[He just stares before saying in a wry voice—]

...Do you have a "fork" room?

["Gasp, how did you know! I also have one for knives and sporks and other interesting utensils."

Ha ha ha.]

Any swords?

[The dragon beams at that.

"Yes, quite a few! My siblings all have favored weapons, and mine are swords and maces."]

I got dibs on the swords and knives!

[Of course he would ask about swords. She's not even surprised at this point even if she should be. Though, even less surprising that the dragon does somehow have a collection of it.]

So...

[Lightning clears her throat, trying to get them back on track.]

What exactly do you want us to do with all of this? It's... a lot of spoons.

[LIKE A LOT. Even she is a little overwhelmed by the sheer number of them in that giant pile in the middle of the room, and not to mention the ones on the shelves.]

[The dragon just looks at her as if she asked a silly question.

"Why, sort them of course. It's all in the binder of which type should go in which drawer—those are labeled for ease. Everything else is similar."]

That doesn't sound too hard for you.

[Lightning shoots him a glare.]

And I my guess is that they're not all the same spoon.

[Because they look the same to her. They're just spoons.

The dragon huffs. "Of course not! Some are regular but some are also special collectible spoons. You just have to find which ones. Oh, and feel free to go into any of the other rooms once you're finished. All the instructions are in the binder." With that, the dragon walks off without letting them get another word in, leaving the pair standing in the doorway.]

... He's joking, right?

[He picks up two spoons and examines them...]

No, no, he's right.

[He holds them up.]

This one has a different design on it.

[Not what she was asking.]

[No, that's not what she asked, but she doesn't press it and instead, she takes the binder that was ~~conveniently~~ left for them.]

Let me guess, there's gonna be a hundred other spoons that are just like that one and we gotta find them all.

We?

[Rokurou just grins and presses the spoons into her hands.]

Told you, I'm going to work on the knives and the swords.

What? No.

[She drops the spoons the moment he shoves them into her hands, and they clang loudly on the floor. Whoops, she hopes the dragon doesn't come running back to check on them.]

We're working on this together, so I'm coming with you.

But it would be faster if we split up and did each room on our own.

[Actually he doesn't mind, he just wants to annoy Lightning a bit—]

[When does he not want to annoy her?]

Maybe, but I'm not letting you search for some cursed soul-eating sword or whatever by yourself.

[What if he finds it? What if it eats his soul before she can get to him? A lot of things can go wrong.]

I don't think it said anything about it being a "soul-eating" sword, but that would be cool if it did eat the souls of my enemies.

[A smirk before he just starts walking down the hall because he knows Lightning would follow him, anyway.]

Meant more for you.

[Lightning mutters it under a sigh before she does follow because yes, he is right. He is the one bound to get into trouble, and she would need to be there to stop it.]

Do you even know where the sword room is? There are a ton of them and there's no map in this binder.

Nope, but the doors do have labels, so we got that going for us at least. We just keep going until we find it.

[He is so very easy-going about this.]

You don't wanna stop in any of the other rooms?

[She looks at the doors as they pass them, and even opens a few when she sees a label for jewels or gold.]

Could be some good treasures in some of these. Or is your heart set on the swords?

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