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[kairosaether]

Kairos Aether is being Sneaky.
Very, very sneaky.
It's not every day that Connor isn't in his smithy, doing blacksmithy things, smelling like smoke and metal and sweat - all things she's come to not-so-secretly lust for, so she's not exactly complaining there.
And it's certainly not every day that Kai finds herself in his shop, looking to unload something she'd made him.

She settles on the anvil.
When Connor sees it, he'll probably recognize Kai's usual heavy off-white cardstock. This time, using Macleod colors, it's decorated with a stylized 495, using some of the scrollwork she's seen Connor use these many months.

On the inside, there's a simple, You didn't think I forgot, did you?

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[kairosaether]

"Mmmhm." She tilts her head back and kisses his chin. "and not necessarily only in monetarily sort of manner."

[1stmacleod]

"Money isn't everything, but it's useful stuff." Connor shrugs and closes his eyes, enjoying the attention. He's a very wealthy man, but only through careful investment and saving over time, and he still wears his clothes into holes if she'll let him.

[kairosaether]

"Oh, I know." Kairos does: Her jewelry and artwork bring in quite the nice living for Kairos, even after she makes her charitable donations. "We should go on a trip, don't you think?"

[1stmacleod]

"...A trip? Where?" His eyebrows rise a little, because he's not sure if she means a day trip, or something more. Not that he has any big objections. The forge is his work, these days, which makes him self-employed. He can afford to take a break and go somewhere for a change of scenery.

[kairosaether]

She shrugs a little. "Maybe a weekender. Somewhere different than France."

[1stmacleod]

Connor grins faintly and rubs the back of his neck. "If you're hoping it'll dull the accent..." It's thicker than it was since she met him, thanks to contact with the locals, even if that is usually just for groceries and other supplies. He can speak a number of different languages, but accents elude him, and always have.

"Where are we going?"

[kairosaether]

"I happen to like that accent, thank you." So there.

"Don't know. I didn't think that far ahead." She nuzzles his neck. "It's your birthday, so I guess that's up to you."

[1stmacleod]

Connor gives a quiet chuckle. It's good that she does, since he can't do much about it. He's spent a lot of time in France, off and on over the centuries. It sticks.

"...Not... Scotland." He's thinking, although what she's doing to his neck is a little distracting. He doesn't want to go anywhere that will bring up bad memories, but somewhere a little familiar would be nice, because he can show her some of the things he's seen, give her a glimpse of his history.

"...Ever been to Japan?"

[kairosaether]

"Can't say that I have, no sir."

[1stmacleod]

"It's pretty, especially in the wilder places..." He's sounding thoughtful, now. Of course the cities are busy and modern, but there are still rural spots that would be more like what he remembers. Not that he's wholly unfamiliar with the city, either.

[kairosaether]

"Wilder places tend to be prettier," Kairos thinks. "I take it you don't want to go shopping in Tokyo?"

[1stmacleod]

Connor gives a mild shrug, because he's aware that's subjective, but wild places are definitely his preference. "We could spend a day doing that, too, but you should see Mount Niri."

[kairosaether]

"Could be fun," she says in response to the shopping. "Tell me about it. I love the mountains."

[1stmacleod]

"It won't be quite the same now, but that's where I studied under Nakano, and learned to make good swords..." He'd experimented a little with broadswords, before that, but it was nothing compared to the art of making katanas under an immortal teacher with hundreds- if not thousands of years of experience.

[kairosaether]

"When was the last time you were there?"

[1stmacleod]

"Japan?" He rubs his chin briefly with a sound like sandpaper. "Nineteen sixty-eight? Sixty-nine? But I haven't been back to Mount Niri in centuries."

Oh jeez. It's been sitting in my in box all week.

[kairosaether]

She nibbles a little at his chin. It always amuses her to see him a little distracted. It makes her feel good. "So Mount Niri it is, with a day in Tokyo for shopping." She pauses to grin up at him. "And maybe we can amuse the locals with some karaoke?"

It happens!

[1stmacleod]

The nibble brings him back to the present with a tiny smile. "You can do the karaoke. You know I can't sing." Which doesn't always stop him, as he's been known to sing when he's happy, usually old sea chanties. His raspy voice suits the chanties all right, but he doesn't carry a tune that well and when he sings more modern songs it may take a minute listening to work out what he's actually going for.

Re: It happens!

[kairosaether]

She giggles a bit before going for a proper kiss. "You can sing, silly...but not everyone has a marketable voice. Or carry a tune in a bucket."

[1stmacleod]

He kisses back with a little smile. "That's because I keep my buckets full of water and coal." He does have several, down in the forge. Connor may not be good at singing, but he also doesn't care, so that's all right.

[kairosaether]

She snorts. "Silly. But seriously - how long do you think we should wait? I need to get in touch with Kal, maybe she could dog sit.."

[1stmacleod]

Connor gives a shrug, sliding his arms around her and nuzzling her hair. "Not too long? I'm afraid I'll get mired in routine again..." Connor is a homebody at heart, which is probably more evident now that he has a home. He's always been good at playing the hermit.

[kairosaether]

"Then let me talk to my sister, and get someone to take over my shift at the shop.. say tomorrow evening? Look at flights, anyway."

[1stmacleod]

He nods against her hair. "All right. Let me guess, window seat? Or will you be the air keeping the plane up?"

[kairosaether]

"Window seats would be excellent!" She grins brilliantly. "I shall resist leaving my seat to fly alongside. This time."