deadalready | 9th Swing [Video]

[The video lights up on Cato's face as he watches something off-screen with a very fixed look. Whatever it is, it grabbed his attention just before he opened his journal. It's only a few seconds before he looks back at the page and clears his throat.]

So does anyone want to tell me who's responsible for this --

[The video cuts away a moment, blurring as he shifts to stealthily show Clove hunkered down over some small piece of wood in her hands with a look of very intense concentration her face. There are little bandages peppering her fingers and she looks like she's trying to cut the little piece into something smaller. She keeps shaving away at it.

The video jerks back to Cato's very bemused face.]

I have no idea what she's doing. But it's been going on for days now and I'm a little....weirded out. Every time I tell her to stop because it's making her upset she just yells at me and she won't even show me what she's doing with it.

This is the first time she's cut herself with her knives in years. I don't think I've seen her this bad with one since we were thirteen and just starting out with our weapons.

Someone told her to do this, didn't they? It just...doesn't make sense for her.

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[Cato nods, looking rather diligent in taking this all in.]

I'll do that.

Can I call you up if she has more problems? She wouldn't do it herself, I don't think.

If you want to! Fuuko is very adult-like, so of course Fuuko can handle a call like that.

[Seems as though now would be a good time for introductions, even if she's been saying her name this whole time anyway.]

Fuuko's name is Fuuko Ibuki. Who should Fuuko be expecting to call?

[The name thing is a little weird but he's seen it before in his District - usually in crazy people but hey, he won't judge. (Shockingly.)]

Cato. And I can give you a call whenever she starts...complaining again.

[That might be sooner than later.]

Okay! Fuuko will be waiting. Please remember that Fuuko can only handle the carving part of the call and not the complaining part. It would be horrible if Fuuko had to handle something like that.

[He smirks a little.]

Don't worry about it. You'll get only carving questions. I swear.

[Phew, well that's a relief.]

That's good, Fuuko feels a lot better about getting a call now. If you really came to Fuuko and you were complaining about the complaining then Fuuko wouldn't know what to do. Fuuko is nothing like a customer service desk after all!

A what?

[Dystopian future children don't know about the magical world of customer service and 'please hold'.]

[It's probably a good thing Cato has never heard about the dangerous, magical world of customer service.]

A customer service desk? Fuuko hopes a desk like that is not really something strange and different in your world than it is in Fuuko's. Fuuko is definitely not trying to say anything weird at all!

[It's the little things.]

No, I know what a desk is. [Duh.]

What's customer service?

Oh, well that's good! [Not all worlds might have desks!]

Customer service is something supermarkets offer to customers to make sure they're happy with what they have. For example, if Fuuko bought a craft knife but it was already done, Fuuko would tell customer service and they would do something about it! Now that Fuuko thinks about it, more places than just supermarkets have customer service...