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[ So after the hell that was hallways and ghosts and murder, Ima actually made it out alive! But also it was still hell, and Ima... got into one hell of a fight with Souji. Also his feet hurt because THANKS INTERLUDE FOR ABDUCTING HIM STRAIGHT OUT OF BED IN PJ'S AT HORRIBLE O'CLOCK.
Well, for now he'll take comfort in the doghouse... I mean Mutsu's room. It was the one room unlocked with a comfy bed and he needs a bed, not even the couch will suffice. Whenever Mutsu gets home, he's going to hear a very weak wail from a tired tantou the moment he steps in. ]
Mutsu-kun... Aruji-sama's not home yet and I couldn't find the repair kit... Can you tell him to make it easier to find...?
[ The good news is he's not actually dying for now; everywhere that's injured is bandaged up decently, from his cut shoulder to his sore feet. He's curled up on Mutsu's bed with his damaged vessel sheathed and lying right next to him. Also the tantou might be slightly loopy. ]
Well, for now he'll take comfort in the doghouse... I mean Mutsu's room. It was the one room unlocked with a comfy bed and he needs a bed, not even the couch will suffice. Whenever Mutsu gets home, he's going to hear a very weak wail from a tired tantou the moment he steps in. ]
Mutsu-kun... Aruji-sama's not home yet and I couldn't find the repair kit... Can you tell him to make it easier to find...?
[ The good news is he's not actually dying for now; everywhere that's injured is bandaged up decently, from his cut shoulder to his sore feet. He's curled up on Mutsu's bed with his damaged vessel sheathed and lying right next to him. Also the tantou might be slightly loopy. ]
( When Mutsu hears the sound, he freezes in his doorway. Who's in his room? Ah, he recognizes that voice right away and he relaxes, leaving the door partially open so if Haru does come home, he can see.
Coming over to the bed, he'll take a seat next to Ima, moving some of his hair from his eyes so that he can check for more injuries. )
Hey... ( Is Ima's hair cut? What the heck... His tone is gentle and soft, significantly different from how noisy he normally is but not out of character for him! He knows when and how to be serious, ) Yeah, yeah I'll tell him. What happened to ya, though?
Look at me. ( He wants to make sure Ima can focus, ) Are ya hurt bad anywhere?
Coming over to the bed, he'll take a seat next to Ima, moving some of his hair from his eyes so that he can check for more injuries. )
Hey... ( Is Ima's hair cut? What the heck... His tone is gentle and soft, significantly different from how noisy he normally is but not out of character for him! He knows when and how to be serious, ) Yeah, yeah I'll tell him. What happened to ya, though?
Look at me. ( He wants to make sure Ima can focus, ) Are ya hurt bad anywhere?
[ This is a different Mutsu. He's serious and softer but it's definitely Mutsu, and it makes Imano smile a little, uncurling a little bit from how he was resting. ]
I got repaired already, don't worry. My koshirae looks a little beat up because I dropped it. Oh, I guess it might have gotten cut once or twice, too.
[ He shifts on the bed, moving closer to the uchigatana. He doesn't answer his first question because just thinking about it messes with his head a little. The group got through, but not without some bit of misery along the way. ]
Mutsu-kun... I'm a good sword, right? Even if I end up like this?
I got repaired already, don't worry. My koshirae looks a little beat up because I dropped it. Oh, I guess it might have gotten cut once or twice, too.
[ He shifts on the bed, moving closer to the uchigatana. He doesn't answer his first question because just thinking about it messes with his head a little. The group got through, but not without some bit of misery along the way. ]
Mutsu-kun... I'm a good sword, right? Even if I end up like this?
( When Ima talks so casually about being dropped and damage, his fingers freeze for a half second and he holds his breath. What happened, Ima? He wonders but he won't push so hard in the beginning, not when the tantou spirit seems fine right now and should be allowed to rest, without having to resist against unwanted worry, )
Nah. ( And he reaches over, pulling Ima closer and giving him a half-hug and gentle squeeze, ) Ya're a great sword. I dunno what happened to ya but look at ya! Whatever happened, ya weren't gonna go down without a fight, right? And that's the best thing a sword can do.
Nah. ( And he reaches over, pulling Ima closer and giving him a half-hug and gentle squeeze, ) Ya're a great sword. I dunno what happened to ya but look at ya! Whatever happened, ya weren't gonna go down without a fight, right? And that's the best thing a sword can do.
Yeah... I did that.
[ No matter what happens, Mutsu always tries to make Ima smile. If they are together and one of them isn't a good place, even when it's Mutsu himself... he puts the tiny tantou and his happiness first. In most cases, he would gladly take it because cheering up the little bird cheers up the loud, active puppy...
Ima hugs back tightly, hiding his face by trying to bury it into Mutsu. That muffles his voice a little but he sounds rather distressed. ]
But it wasn't one of those scary monsters this place has that I fought off... It was just a person.
[ No matter what happens, Mutsu always tries to make Ima smile. If they are together and one of them isn't a good place, even when it's Mutsu himself... he puts the tiny tantou and his happiness first. In most cases, he would gladly take it because cheering up the little bird cheers up the loud, active puppy...
Ima hugs back tightly, hiding his face by trying to bury it into Mutsu. That muffles his voice a little but he sounds rather distressed. ]
But it wasn't one of those scary monsters this place has that I fought off... It was just a person.
( Ah, this is weighing heavily on his little friend, isn't it? He lowers his hand, thumb rubbing gently against Ima's back, and breathes deeply. )
Hmmm.
( What does one exactly say here? )
I might not be the best one to talk to about these things. ( He's never killed. He's never even cut. ) I don't really know what to say.
But maybe you gotta ask yourself right now... what would've happened if ya done nothing? Woud ya be better or worse right now?
Hmmm.
( What does one exactly say here? )
I might not be the best one to talk to about these things. ( He's never killed. He's never even cut. ) I don't really know what to say.
But maybe you gotta ask yourself right now... what would've happened if ya done nothing? Woud ya be better or worse right now?
[Where's Mutsu this afternoon? Playing Konpeito Crunch on the couch? Trying to watch the next installment of a ridiculous show? Scrolling through his phone? Wherever he is, there's a Kashuu suddenly, hands on his hips.]
Hey. We're on horse-keeping duty, c'mon.
[Since when do they have a horse to keep and where did the "we" come from...]
Hey. We're on horse-keeping duty, c'mon.
[Since when do they have a horse to keep and where did the "we" come from...]
( None of the above! He's flipping through some magazine that was lying around. It's probably one of Kashuu's because let's be real how many magazines does Kashuu have lying around the apartment. It's definitely one of Kashuu's and he might recognize the page as a spread on celebrity fashion and ~how to get their look~. He's not really interested in looking like any Cerealian celebrities but he is checking out the prices. Who pays hundreds of credits for a grandpa sweater? Haru has like, fifty and all those combined probably don't cost that much...
Oh, but is Kashuu talking to him? Because Mutsu definitely hasn't even looked up. Is he ignoring Kashuu? It sure looks like it... But honestly, he's just assuming Kashuu is talking to someone else becaue really, what is "we." )
Oh, but is Kashuu talking to him? Because Mutsu definitely hasn't even looked up. Is he ignoring Kashuu? It sure looks like it... But honestly, he's just assuming Kashuu is talking to someone else becaue really, what is "we." )
[OF COURSE, Kashuu being Kashuu and all, he just immediately assumes that Mutsu is ignoring him on PURPOSE like a PUNK. Who knows why!! He can't predict the whims of the wild rebel sword.
But he can sure get irritated preemptively, which is exactly what he does.]
Heeey! I know you heard me! I'm standing right here.
But he can sure get irritated preemptively, which is exactly what he does.]
Heeey! I know you heard me! I'm standing right here.
( Not everything is about you, Kashuu, gosh. Mutsu still doesn't respond right away, scanning the page still, and he's turning to the next one when he realizes, who is Kashuu talking to anyway? )
Huh? ( He looks around and, oh. ) Oh.
Ya mean me? Like you and me?
( We're we? )
Huh? ( He looks around and, oh. ) Oh.
Ya mean me? Like you and me?
( We're we? )
[Wow, Mutsu. Did you miss the memo that says "the world revolves around Kashuu Kiyomitsu"??
He flips his hair over his shoulder with a little irritated huff, apparently still under the impression that Mutsu is being intentionally obtuse.]
No, obviously I'm waiting for your magazine to come help me out. [...] Wait, isn't that mine?
He flips his hair over his shoulder with a little irritated huff, apparently still under the impression that Mutsu is being intentionally obtuse.]
No, obviously I'm waiting for your magazine to come help me out. [...] Wait, isn't that mine?
( Did Kashuu miss the memo where Mutsu rebels against the world, though? And maybe he's being a little obtuse now. )
I dunno. Just found out around. ( And he's closing the magazine and waving it around in the air some. Is it, Kashuu? Is it? Hmm. ) What'd you want?
( He wasn't really listening? )
Something about duty?
( Did Haru give them an assignment?! )
I dunno. Just found out around. ( And he's closing the magazine and waving it around in the air some. Is it, Kashuu? Is it? Hmm. ) What'd you want?
( He wasn't really listening? )
Something about duty?
( Did Haru give them an assignment?! )
mutsunokami yoshiyuki ヽ(ー_ー )ノ
why did you lie this isnt a okita-kun contact device it says hes not available
Edited 2016-08-19 11:11 (UTC)
but i have been waiting for a response so i was playing that game you showed me
and i beat your score (ര̀ᴗര́)و ̑̑
and i beat your score (ര̀ᴗര́)و ̑̑
and also i found a candy that is pretty good so i guess if you want some as a consolation prize i can share it with you
since you like new things and all
since you like new things and all
[Good choice on the responses there Mutsu. Selecting Smug Yamato instead of Sad Yamato. A+.]
i told you i was waiting for okita-kun to respond to me
and he still hasn't yet
maybe i'll beat my score and then you'll have a harder challenge when you play again?
[Them darn gumis ruining everything again.]
i told you i was waiting for okita-kun to respond to me
and he still hasn't yet
maybe i'll beat my score and then you'll have a harder challenge when you play again?
[Them darn gumis ruining everything again.]
[Well. Someone has to, ok? Ok.]
you were gone for a really long time, mutsunokami yoshiyuki
i mean its really simple you just have to learn the patterns
its kind of like fighting like that???
so its not luck at all now come get your consolation prize if you still want it
you were gone for a really long time, mutsunokami yoshiyuki
i mean its really simple you just have to learn the patterns
its kind of like fighting like that???
so its not luck at all now come get your consolation prize if you still want it
[ Wherever you are in Swordhaus, Mutsu, there is a Nagasone who has something important to talk to you about.
But first, why does he have your jar of beads.
He actually was gonna leave an apology note for Mutsu. It's even in his hands and he was about to put it on the shelf where the beads were originally, but... #caught ]
...
...
I can explain.
[ Don't shoot him his kids have already tried to murder him and he's still not ready to die yet. ]
But first, why does he have your jar of beads.
He actually was gonna leave an apology note for Mutsu. It's even in his hands and he was about to put it on the shelf where the beads were originally, but... #caught ]
...
...
I can explain.
[ Don't shoot him his kids have already tried to murder him and he's still not ready to die yet. ]
[ Right o. This may be rooted in some guilt in doing jack during the gumi murder party, ad a weird sense of responsibility. ]
Master's gone. Kogitsunemaru said that Doudanuki Masakuni would get repair supplies, but he's not here either. Considering what happened recently, and we're still swords that still need maintenance--
[ This is more conversation with Mutsu than expected. At the same time, this might prevent some worse confrontation in the future. That's good? ]
...They're worth something, aren't they?
Master's gone. Kogitsunemaru said that Doudanuki Masakuni would get repair supplies, but he's not here either. Considering what happened recently, and we're still swords that still need maintenance--
[ This is more conversation with Mutsu than expected. At the same time, this might prevent some worse confrontation in the future. That's good? ]
...They're worth something, aren't they?
[ WHERE IS MUTSU EVEN??? does Souji even know where Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki is ever...
but!! whatever!!! because Souji probably got wind of Mutsu's nearest location, that's the whole reason why he's here, sitting in the shadows, waiting for the Best Tsukumogami to Come Out and Play.
At least Souji's sword isn't unsheathed yet... He's just a little antsy, but also totally willing to wait for however long he has to in these sketch-ass shadows to see Mutsu in the Flesh. ]
but!! whatever!!! because Souji probably got wind of Mutsu's nearest location, that's the whole reason why he's here, sitting in the shadows, waiting for the Best Tsukumogami to Come Out and Play.
At least Souji's sword isn't unsheathed yet... He's just a little antsy, but also totally willing to wait for however long he has to in these sketch-ass shadows to see Mutsu in the Flesh. ]
( Mutsu sure isn't at Sword Haus because he can't trust a single person in that place. Hell, he can't even trust Haru right now. Swords are old fashioned and it won't take long for Haru to realize and try to get rid of him. Since there's no museum to go back to in Cerealia, that just means he's going to end up scrapped for resources and that's scary as hell to think about. He's fine with losing his purpose but he doesn't want to die!
So Mutsu's left and he's tried to stick to crowds of people in case he has to dodge into them and lose people but all of those people... they just keep looking at him funny and it's sending him over the edge! He breaks away to catch a breath of air which means he's somehow found himself in the pleasure district-- or at least, one fo the still nicer areas. It's foreign but there houses and the gardens remind him of the past and it's enough to ground him just a little more. Times are changing-- times have already changed-- but some things are always the same. Some things are always reliable.
But then this is all a little too old fashioned and it just gets him thinking about the past and the people here. Just last week, he'd agreed to give those guys a chance and now he's wondering if it was a good idea? Mutsu never agreed to being friends or anything that serious but to tolerate them and get along with them? is that possible? There are still things they don't know. He bets their swords are going to tell them any minute and sell him out.
This is stressful and there's something inside of him telling him this isn't normal but another voice in his head keeps telling him to stop making excuses. Stop giving everyone a benefit of a doubt. Don't get too relaxed. Don't get too comfortable. Don't end up caught off guard like back then... The anxiety grips at his heart, twisting and turning and he ends up reaching for his sword, trying to hold himself together the best he can right now.
Souji, now really isn't the time. )
So Mutsu's left and he's tried to stick to crowds of people in case he has to dodge into them and lose people but all of those people... they just keep looking at him funny and it's sending him over the edge! He breaks away to catch a breath of air which means he's somehow found himself in the pleasure district-- or at least, one fo the still nicer areas. It's foreign but there houses and the gardens remind him of the past and it's enough to ground him just a little more. Times are changing-- times have already changed-- but some things are always the same. Some things are always reliable.
But then this is all a little too old fashioned and it just gets him thinking about the past and the people here. Just last week, he'd agreed to give those guys a chance and now he's wondering if it was a good idea? Mutsu never agreed to being friends or anything that serious but to tolerate them and get along with them? is that possible? There are still things they don't know. He bets their swords are going to tell them any minute and sell him out.
This is stressful and there's something inside of him telling him this isn't normal but another voice in his head keeps telling him to stop making excuses. Stop giving everyone a benefit of a doubt. Don't get too relaxed. Don't get too comfortable. Don't end up caught off guard like back then... The anxiety grips at his heart, twisting and turning and he ends up reaching for his sword, trying to hold himself together the best he can right now.
Souji, now really isn't the time. )
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