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[swordsitter]

Who: swordhaus + cr
When: throughout march
Where: the three apartments swordhaus uses.. or will be, once the newbies arrive
What: march catch-all
Rating/Warning: probably nothing, but i'll edit as necessary.

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[ this is a busy, noisy household. sorry, neighbors. ]

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[swordsitter]

i.
[ with all the flooding and destruction and now reconstruction, plus his illness, haru's attendance at sousei's class lately has been spotty. that's no surprise-- in fact, it's pretty normal, particularly with so many of his swords showing up again. on the other hand, he has to keep his practice up somehow..

he had been cleaning. the apartment's quiet, and haru's in a tanktop and sweatpants rolled up to his knees. his hair's been pulled into a short tail (the underside is now pink thanks to kashuu), and.. he's holding a broom. he was probably sweeping, but now it's become a kind of makeshift bokken as he swings it at an imaginary opponent.

.. beware of startling him, he might just whack you. ]


ii.
[ haru keeps pretty busy, so it's rare to see him sit in one place for long unless he's sleeping. today, then, is probably a rare occasion. he's curled against one arm of the couch, his face in a book, the (replacement, thanks yamato) tv on and turned down low.

when he hears the shuffle of footsteps, he glances up, pale eyes warming fondly as he pats the seat beside him. ]

Did you want to watch something?


wildcard.
[ or, you know, if you want haru for something else, prompt me! ]

i;

[spes_phthisica]

[Okay, firstly? This is adorable. Which is why Souji theatrically turns to Saizou and puts a finger to his lips, as if seriously concerned that the pig might doxx him, and keeps watching in silence for a while. Then, after a little while, he moves steadily closer, watching the youth with a hand clapped over his mouth to discourage himself both from coughing and giggling.

And then he's behind him, standing there in a fluffy blue dressing gown and just as fluffly slippers, head tilted thoughtfully and a mischievous smile on his lips.]

Your elbows are a bit too tense, but the position of your feet is good.

[swordsitter]

[ predictably, haru was so focused on what he was doing that he shrieks, jumping about a foot and practically flinging the broom away. if he'd been a cat, he probably would've climbed the walls by now, but as it is, he barely manages to keep both hands on the broom, instead clutching it to his chest as he whirls around, pale eyes wide and heart clearly about to thump right out of his chest. ]

S-Souji-san! [ and then his ears and face start going red. ] I-- I didn't think anyone else was home. [ ugh why is he always doing embarrassing stuff around souji..

and then hard on the heels of embarrassment, his lips twitch down in an almost-imperceptible frown. ]

Ah, Souji-san, you need to be resting! [ he gently sweeps at the older man's feet with the end of the broom. ] Go sit down, at least.

[spes_phthisica]

[Souji laughs unabashedly at Haru's reaction, childishly and brightly, and manages to somehow restrain the inevitable coughing that follows to a rather decent minimum. He completely ignores the younger man's fussing at first, wiping his lips just in case before grinning.]

See? Your footwork allowed you to turn around really fast - but you've completely dropped your position otherwise. [With a lightning-fast movement, he apparently decides to demonstrate his point by giving Haru's shoulder a pretty hard whack with the side of his hand.

Then he lowers his hand, sighs, and finally acknowledges the saniwa's worries.]

Honestly, I can walk about a bit. I haven't even been outside today at all, and I've rested a lot this morning. [Pouting like a child at you, sir.]

Let's do this

[helmsplitter]

[He's been working on the rebuilding effort so normally Doutanuki was out of the house. It's understandable that HARU didn't expect anyone else to suddenly show up. Completely. Totally.

Except that Doutanuki stayed home today without saying anything and was in his room all morning up until one minute ago. Now he's standing right behind Haru, watching the broom swing back and forth.

Hello, Master. ]

Follow through a little more.

rubs donut's nose preemptively

[swordsitter]

[ WHAT THE FUCK. haru yelps at the sudden voice (stop sneaking up on him!!) and the broom goes sailing backwards-- right into donut's face. haru whirls around, eyes already wide with horror. ]

T-Tanuki-san! [ oh god, he just smacked his sword in the face. he's already tugging him down to his height, trying to check for damage.. ]

what about his pride...

[helmsplitter]

[OW WTF HARUJI WTFFFFFF

Thank the gods for the zen effect because even though it hurts like a biznatch, donut just kind of blinks and leans down so Haru can inspect the bright red bump over his eye.]

Broom's not weighted for throwing. We should get you a real bokken for home.

ii/wildcard/it's something

[aslyfox]

Hm! No, not really. I just want to sit with you, Haruji. Is that okay? [ Have one little-big fox, who without hesitation sits on the couch and leans against his saniwa, peering at the words in the book.

Kogi's not a reader. Also, he has ulterior motives, but hopefully Haru doesn't notice the special looking comb in his hand. ]

What's the book about?

[ Curious minds need to know! ]

BLESS

[swordsitter]

Of course. [ haru doesn't smile, of course, but somehow, his whole face still brightens somehow. he's a little startled by the way kogi tucks himself in close, but on second thought, he really shouldn't be. it's just normal behaviour for him.

at the interest in his book, he turns it a little more toward him, ears going a little red at the tops. ]

It's just a kids' fantasy book. I just wanted some light reading..

(◕‿◕✿)

[aslyfox]

Oh, I see! Well, ah...

[ How does Kogitsunemaru ask the question? Would being too straight forward be kind of odd? Does playing coy really work here? It's a little difficult to be subtle, what with the little cute ribbon on the white comb.

Ah, to hell with it. ]

... would you mind combing out my hair, Haru? It's a lot easier when someone helps out, and I trust you will be gentle to not tug too hard at the knots.

[ And he shows off his most recent hair care based acquisition. He's a little embarrassed, it's kind of small but it's all he could find. ]

Think this would do? [ He smiles nervously. Eheheh. ]

ii!

[adornmental]

[Kashuu's still got a dang surplus of energy thanks to the fire boost, so he hadn't really been intending to sit down and watch TV, but... well! Where there's Haru, of course this dumb clingy limpet will follow.]

Nope! My show isn't on for another few hours.

[It's probably an awful show... But!! Time to flop down on the couch next to Haru and leeean over so he can get a look at the book.]

What's that? A new one?

[swordsitter]

[ having loosened up a lot about physical affection with his swords, haru's ears go a little red as kashuu leans over him, but a moment later, he tucks himself into his side, turning the book so the spirit can see the cover. ]

It's just light reading. A kids' fantasy book. I found it in a secondhand place..

[ yes, he knows how you feel about secondhand stores, but it's just a book this time, kashuu.. ]

[adornmental]

[Second-hand books are fine!! You don't wear second-hand books, okay...

But he lets himself lean against Haru, glancing over at the pages that are open but not really bothering to read anything himself.]

Is it a good book? Hey, will you read a little to me?

[Is he 500 or 5]

i!!! let's get down to business

[hoasen]

[she's shang and he's mulan apparently.

When he swings down with the broom, he'd feel a sudden thud; that was Vietnam walking into the room but miscalculated her walk since being exhausted has taken a toll on her speed.

It hasn't on her strength though, and since she was able to see it coming, she lifted her arm time to lightly block it. She just tilts her head curiously to the side.]

Are you training swordsmanship?

to defeat... the dust....

[swordsitter]

V-Vietnam-san! [ haru drops the broom in shock, and it clatters to the ground as he takes a step closer to gently take her arm. ] I-- I'm so sorry, are you okay? [ he's already rolling her sleeve up to check... ]

I didn't-- I thought I was alone here--

[ even if his face doesn't show much expression, his eyes are still pretty horrified. ]

ii

[yaayaa]

[naki was actually planning to chase the robofox currently running towards the other end of the apartment, but...invitations from haruji are irresistible. there's a (very, very short) pause as he looks between the offered seat and the fox, before he decides to go and sit down. and then awkwardly stares at the tv.]

...Are there any good shows? [he doesn't usually watch....]

[swordsitter]

Oh.. [ haru glances at the tv a little uncertainly. ] You know, I'm not really sure. I don't usually have much time to watch it.

[ he turns to peer at naki, head tilting a little. ] Is Smallest Fox with CyberFox? [ did naki and smallest fox ever name the robot fox? he doesn't know, he's just been mentally calling it cyberfox this whole time.. ]

ii

[newtimes]

( Despite his lack of energy and motivation these days, he's still been pushing himself. Mutsu promised Haru he would work hard here and so he still goes to work, still tries to do his best, and honestly, any chance to get out of bed, out of the apartment, and outside doing something made him feel somewhat better. Of course, it only leaves him feeling more worn and exhausted upon his return. Right now, he could just fall asleep in the middle of the room..

But Haru is home today and he knows Haru hasn't been 100% either. It isn't in the same way as him and Kousetsu but he's been missing sword practice lately, hasn't he? It's not like Haru to skip things. Haru is also the type to worry so he stands up a little straighter when he sees Haru. He's fine. Or at least, he will be. He's in a constant state of fatigue these days but it's nothing to trouble Haru with.

There's an invitation to sit beside him and he's never been one to decline. After all, as a sword, he's most content by the side of his master... even if it is to just watch tv. So he comes over, )

Nah, I'm okay. I wouldn't wanna interrupt ya. ( His reading. He wouldn't want to interrupt that with unnecessary noise. But he also knows Haru isn't the type to mind... and he deliberates on this for a moment before he leans a bit against Haru, tilting his head a bit to get a better look at the book he's reading. It's a feint.

Mutsu's tried to push himself, he's tried to rest, he's tried to take care of himself... but he can't seem to improve. He's done everything, it seems, except bother-- no, ask-- Haru for a moment of his time through this. He's never been one to ask for much from Haru. Sure, he asks for little things like an extra slice of castella or an hour on his tablet but he's never demanded more of Haru's time than he's ever needed to. He's a simple, old-fashioned sword. He doesn't need constant attention like some of the others. ) What're ya reading?

[swordsitter]

[ he's quiet and content as mutsu settles beside him, his only reaction to being leaned on one of shifting to make it more comfortable for them both. at the question, he glances up at mutsu, pale eyes warm and fond, and turns the book so that the spirit can see the cover. ]

It's called Through the Looking Glass. I've read it before, but.. I found it here, so..

[ he hesitates, then frees a hand, lifting it to smooth a few strands of hair back from mutsu's face. ]

You've been really tired lately. Are you okay? [ it's just so weird seeing mutsu looking so worn-out and drained. ] Did you want me to make some tea for you..?

ii?/wildcard (imano needs to reunite with haru-ji sama)

[imano]

[ After a wonderful day of playing newcomer ViViD games and swimming with fish, Imano is pretty beat whenever he's dropped off at the apartments. He took a quick bath to stop smelling like a pond animal (Bless whoever taught him the wonders of running, hot water), but he's too exhausted to dry his hair enough and fix it back up. It's damp and dragging on the floor, but he can't even care.

That couch looks like the cushiest thing in the world, so he will just flop onto it face-first. He doesn't even notice Haru on the other side, reading his book. Sorry if he disturbs you, aruji-sama, he has finite amounts of energy, attention span included. ]

Mmph, so comfy...

[swordsitter]

[ he startles as ima just drops face-first onto the couch, blinking in surprise. oh! he didn't even know he was here-- he's glad someone found him and brought him here. looks like he had a tough day, though.

he marks his page and sets his book aside, then shifts to reach and gather up ima's long hair with both hands. ]

It'll tangle like this. [ it's a mild warning, and sort of pointless in the end, since he starts gently separating and braiding it anyway. ] Did you just get in, Ima-san?

ii!

[yasusada]

[ TV won't heal the wounds that's been left behind. He isn't too crazy about watching anything, he feels tired and in all honestly — he wants to nap. Though, he's a little surprised to see that the TV that he's learned about is back where it's supposed to be. He knows that he's asking many people to keep what he had done a secret and he feels that he doesn't need to bring up something that wasn't brought to his attention.

A small sigh as he shakes his head, not taking the offer to sit there since he's always been like this. Not distant but he knows his place — what to do and what not to do and he feels that he's able to stand just fine right here. Doing his best not to show that he's tired, forcing his eyes open just a tad as he has a little scratches here and there (from when he fell out a window and marks on his hand from where he cut his hands by messing with the glass on the broken television) which are doing fine since they were dealt with accordingly. ]

Excuse me, I just came to admit to something, I also want to apologize if I'm bothering your reading. It doesn't feel right to keep things to myself.. [ Glancing at the television that's on low, he clears his throat wondering if the other would be willing to hear him out. ] It was an accident.

[swordsitter]

[ for a moment, haru doesn't understand what he's talking about-- but then he follows his glance to the tv and understands. marking his place and setting his book aside, he sits up properly, reaching for yamato's hands to check the bandages. ]

I'm not angry. I mean, please don't do it again, but it's really my fault for not explaining things properly. [ seeming satisfied with yamato's hands, he glances back up, pale eyes warm and a little amused. ] You know, Kashuu-kun and Mutsu-kun blew up the microwave, and Mikazuki-san flooded one of the bathrooms, so you're not the only one to have made a mistake. I'm just glad you're okay.

[ he gently presses the spirit's fingers, then releases them. ]

Are you okay where I have you roomed? Do you.. need anything?

ii

[heiwana]

[ While Haru has been busy Kousetsu has been...tired?! He's usually kept up with the housework and cleaning, since that's he favorite pasttime when not out in the field, so he's gotten used to doing chores. So Haru might be surprised to see Kousetsu take up a spot near the couch next to him.

He will nod and sit looking at the TV with some serious thought. ]

...I do not know many shows, Haru-san. Whatever it is you'd like to watch...as long as it is not of the violent sort. [ As long as it's not violent he's good with anything, really. ]

[swordsitter]

[ haru watches kousetsu with some alarm. the samonjis stay with tenka and sousei, so he doesn't see them every day the way he does the other spirits.. but even so, he knows that this exhaustion isn't normal for kousetsu. .. weird, mutsu and dotanuki have been like this, too.

he marks his place in his book and sets it aside, then turns and gently pushes kousetsu back to rest against the cushions a little more. ]

Just.. try to relax for a while, Kousetsu-san. [ he finds the remote, lifting it to flip channels. ] I don't really watch much tv, but I'm sure we can find something..