estoria | ( OPEN )

[ well, thankfully for yamato, tsurumaru understands the whole "destroy the entire apartment" aesthetic. he's inside the apartment, slowly watching it descend into the chaos that he loves so much; he's actually kind of tailing yamato throughout this whole situation, not to catch him, but to see how many things that the uchigatana can destroy in one hour.

the answer to that is, well, a lot.

though, yamato's little escapade doesn't end all too excitingly — with yamato getting half of himself stuck in the window, at a precarious height above the ground, and it's then that tsurumaru speaks up, placing his hands firmly on yamato's backside, instead of his ankles. ]

Yamato. [ and although yamato can't see his expression, the unusual seriousness in tsurumaru's voice is apparent. ]

Do you feel like dying today?

[ which can also be read as: yamato, do you feel like embracing the big drop to the ground? ]

[ Staring at the cat that rests on the ledge, he frowns seeing that it's out of his reach and deciding to walk down and place it's attention elsewhere. He'd snap his fingers but one is placed against the flat of the building and his other holds onto his vessel to make sure that he doesn't drop it. Luckily, he isn't scared of heights as he stares down at how the fall might go if anything was to happen and something does happen.

There are hands that settle upon his back, no intention to help pull him back but a little motivational, non-moving push. The question that's posed to him, you can say he doesn't find it shocking at all. Tsurumaru does have a tendency of having a morbid — yet — playful type of humor about certain situations. Though, today doesn't seem like that typical can of laughter, it's serious and that's a new weight on the uchigatana's shoulders. ]

Dying? [ He blinks as he thinks about the pros and cons of "dying", it's funny with that cat around something like this happened. He shakes his head as he tries to keep himself from slipping anymore out the window than he already is. ]

To be honest.. today has been.. a weird day for me.. [ He pauses, thinking and then his face drawing a blank expression. ] If I died.. I feel like.. the satisfactory I've looked for such a long time would not be realized.. do you understand? [ He saw his master a couple of times during those strange games within ViViD as they call it? If he died, he wouldn't be as close right? Then again, perhaps he shouldn't trust what he had seen at all. Majority of that were lies, right? He's unsure. ]

Have you ever felt like that?

[ actually... that seriousness was all part of his big prank, and he hadn't planned on being serious at all, but he'll still take the answer that yamato gives him.

it's true — they're two of the most morbid (and as a result, the most troublesome) swords of this house, not caring what they destroy, whether it be the bedrooms, the living room, the kitchen, even, and their particular building has the most going on at any given time, and it's because yamato and tsurumaru just love to destroy everything.

and maybe that means something, maybe it's symbolic. he'd look into yamato's eyes if he could see them, but he nods his head, making a small mhm sound. he keeps up his serious act, though; but at this point, it's not even really an act; when it comes to death, they tend to magically rediscover how to be serious. ]

I understand completely, Yamato. Then, in that case... I'll grant you the satisfaction that you want realized.

[ tsurumaru takes a moment to breathe, before exerting force and pushing yamato forward.

AND THERE YAMATO GOES, HEADFIRST OUT THE WINDOW...............

as for tsurumaru? he loves to die, but not like this. he'll be dashing out of the bedroom and through the building's main door, because once yamato recovers, don't they have a cat to catch? ]

[ To be honest, he thought he was having a deep heart to heart conversation with his homie dawg Tsurumaru K. The man with that nerve! Normally one would think, here they go again, about to have that crazy conversation to pinpoint that the tachi is more than what he seems.

NORMALLY THOSE ARE THE PLANS! BUT NOT TODAY! as Tsurumaru decides to just push his hands forward to help Yamato's cause. He really didn't see this coming, he didn't? So as the window's ledge isn't holding him up anymore and he takes this long, very long ass drop towards the ground. His blade close to his chest as he decides to land on his back with a loud SMACK!

Ugh. He feels like DEATH! His blade protected but he's so sure that he can't feel his back anymore. AT THE SAME TIME, someone who was riding a bike crashes into into Yamato — the bike toppling over him and the person shooting into the nearest garbage can. The bike laying on top of Yamato as he feels his entire body decomposing into pain.

He needs life alert? ]

I've fallen.. and can't get up..

[ He's down for now. Ugh. His back? Please get him his wheelchair? ]

[ he reaches the doorway just in time to see yamato RUN OVER BY A PASSING BIKE. oh, no..... how is tsurumaru going to explain this to the saniwa? ("yamato needs repairs because he was run over by a bike? and why? haha, it's not like i know anything about that!")

either way, tsurumaru makes his way over after yamato doesn't seem to be getting up, pushing the bike off of him. it's not too heavy, but the owner of the bike is endlessly stuck in a trashcan, so it looks like it's their bike now. acquired +1 bike!! add to inventory? y/n? ]

Yamato?!?! Yamato, are you okay? Look, you won't know that if you don't try to get up—

[ and his hand is on the uchigatana's shoulder, shaking him back and forth, which is probably not helping in the least, but... he tried. please, yamato... it's too early for reforging.... ]

[ Lord? Is that an angel? Covered in white and ready to take Yamato back home, to the heaven sphere where there are no needs for repairs anymore. He's ready to close his eyes, out stretch his hand to touch the angel's face and say that this new entity can take him — until his body began to shake. ]

H — Huh!?

[ What rocky way to get to his new salvation, why is this happening!? During the shaking rhythm, the voice he hears is quite familiar so as he reopens his eyes, he's not shocked to see that Tsurumaru is back again. Not only is he back again, but how he shakes Yamato with such vigor makes his eyes turn and he can feel his stomach not enjoying this. Lord, he would touch the ground with his hand but his body did that for him. ]

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[ Yamato's eyes close and he's gone, for like five minutes as the man in the trashcan begins to shake as he fuses with the items contents. ]

..Grhah.. Please bring me an ice pack....

[ But then.. the man busts out of the trashcan, covered in all sorts of stuff as he jumps out.. angry.. maybe they should run. Of course, Yamato sees this and he's just a little.. ]

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Let's grab that item that hit me and run!

[ after saying tsurumaru's name in a Most Eerie way (he'll ask later), yamato's gone again. in those five minutes that yamato is unconscious, tsurumaru pats him down to check for any heavy injuries — while nothing seems to be broken, he does find several spots that seem as if given a few hours, they'll bruise over, but that's in a few hours, meaning that as ofright now, it shouldn't be too much of a concern... right?

from the corner of his eye, he catches slow movement from the trashcan — but while he merely assumes that it's just the owner of the bike crawling out of the trashcan, that's not necessarily... it. so when yamato asks for an ice pack, tsurumaru would be all too happy to comply, if it hadn't been for the BIG ANGRY TRASH MAN locking eyes with them and making them their target.

oh no... god, why? why is this happening to them? yamato isn't even at full health right now, he can't enter yandere mode like this? either way, yamato doesn't even need to ask twice, because— ]

I'm already on it—!!

[ he's grabbed the curiously large amount of steel resource (the... bike) and checks to make sure that yamato's following right behind him, before taking off across the street. please help them... where are they going... ]

[ If this is death, it's a very rocky way for him to go about it. Eyes closed from the world in hopes that what he just saw would go away when he opened them once again, once doing so — he isn't lucky at all. That person still there and Yamato's words are listened to by the tachi as he grabs the bike and decides to ball out. They are honestly in the mix right now! Quickly getting to his feet, the uchigatana is tired but he still has the strength to make a dash for it. Keeping his eyes locked onto Tsurumaru before him, he looks behind him as well to see how the guy is fairing.

He isn't doing too good. ]

AT LEAST RIDE IT YOU ASSHOLE

[ Oh. He's feeling a type of way about his bike not being rode but that doesn't matter to them anymore as they make it across the street from harm. Why did they decide to run from their home is one story. But going across the stress of an area they don't know is another, whatever happens to them is just going to happen because neither of them know where to go but far. Far is the place to be since if they can make distance between both that man and themselves, they'll be doing themselves a whole lot of good.

Seeing an alleyway not too far away, he motions for Tsurumaru and the bike to hide this way — back against the wall and waiting for the tachi to hide with him. ]

Come this way, maybe if we stay still right here...?

[ Little do they know.. the man.. he's above.. on the roof.. staring down at them. ]

[ tsurumaru pauses, because what could that possibly mean? the last time he checked, steel doesn't just move on its own? it's not as if the saniwa could summon a steel spirit? how would they even ride a steel spirit? neither yamato nor tsurumaru know what bikes are? so what does this stranger mean, at least ride it?

WELL!!! there's no time to think about it further, as both of them are currently running from their lives from one (1) Very Angry Bike Owner — now, a former bike owner. if they'd run into their apartment, tsurumaru doesn't doubt for a second that one of his fellow comrades would pick betray and rat them out and hand them over. so, there's no other way to run than away; either way, he'll slip into the mentioned alley, taking deep breaths, setting the bike down and putting his hands on his knees, and when he looks up—

—SOMEONE IS STARING AT THEM FROM THE ROOF, and while tsurumaru is not known for his exceptional speed stat, it doesn't appear as if yamato's quick speed stat would even pull them through this incident. but what they do have... is a bike, that neither of them know how to ride. refusing to tear his gaze from the roof space far above yamato's head, he starts hissing urgently. yamato please listen, there's not much time!! this is life or death for them... ]

Quick, Yamato, we've been found — you have to ride the bike like the assholes we aren't, and we'll have to figure it out as we go. My speed's below yours, so I'll just hold onto your shoulders.

Do you think you can do it?

( OPEN )

A (more like A New Cat For Me and not yamato??)

ugh what the heck this is MY CA!!!t i will defeat it touches ground ugh

UGH LISTEN if you're still alive after that fall we'll go catch the cat

UGH FUCK I HAVE TO SURVIVE? FEELING ALIVE?

UGH WE'RE MORBID SWORDS ARE YOU SURE WE'LL SURVIVE

UGH YES PEOPLE WILLW ANT TO SAVE US WE LOOK INNOCENT

UGH MY CHROME THOUGHT THIS PAGE WAS IN JP... YES...TRANSLATE THE AAAAAAAAAA

UGH ITS TIME TO RP IN JAPANESE

PICKS BETRAY I CAN MAKE THAT (1) INTO A (2) :9