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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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[newtimes]

( "I'll give you five seconds to run."

HE WAS ALREADY RUNNING AWAY 3 SECONDS AGO. UGH WHY HE'S HEADED TOWARDS THE NEAREST WINDOW AND TRYING TO GET IT TO OPEN. YOU'LL NEVER GET HIM. )

1/2

[yasusada]

hey

2/2

[yasusada]

[ SUCCESS. ]

[ It doesn't take Yamato long to forget about the man in the TV and chase after his true calling:

Mustunokami Yoshiyuki.

Does someone think Yamato would let him get away? No. No. No.

Since he wants to take the window, the glass in his hand is pointed towards the other to scare him into scrambling to get it up.

insert jaws music theme ]

Aaah, you want to play a game? I don't mind!

[ Better get that window open. HE'S GAINING ON HIM. ]

[newtimes]

( THIS IS TOO MUCH EFFORT. TOO MUCH.

He manages to get the window open easily enough (thank you Jack, for being a frequent visitor) and is already getting one leg up and climbing out but ah... ah... normally the height wouldn't bother him at all. He'd gladly and casually jump down a story or two but... alas...

NOW HE'S JUST HANGING ONTO THE WINDOW. One leg on the window's edge, both arms holding the window up. Soul regretting everything. )

Harujiiiiiii.

[yasusada]

[ Is he out there.. calling for the Saniwa.. Yamato pauses, looking both left and right wondering if he'll appear. He's not here? HE'S SAVED! Doing his best in order to get Mustu outside of the window — Yamato decides to take the other way out and that would be by using the door available to him.

Of course, peeking outside of it he'd see Mutsu hanging outside.. just calling for someone to save him. That certain someone who Yamato hopes isn't here because they don't need to get in trouble! Besides, this is just between them? ]

When will you come down from there?

[newtimes]

Leave me alone...!

( Ugh, this is truly a tragedy. He's so weak and tired now that he can't even fall faster than Yamato can run downstairs??? What a cruel world.

He hangs there for dear life, maybe sobbing a few pathetic sobs for a while before he begin to pull himself back up again. No. He's tired and he's weak but the sword of Sakamoto Ryoma can't let himself be caught by anyone in the Shinsengumi. Ever. He has a reputation, you know.

Climb, climb... slips back down... sob... cliiiiiiimb and he manages to make it back inside, rolling on the floor of the apartment. Ugh, he's tired. He's tired. But he needs to get up. He needs to... lock the front door... barricade himself inside... wait for reinforcements.

Where is a headstrong and beautiful woman to come in and save his fake tail.

Luckily, scrambling to the door is easier than climbing back into a window from who knows how high above they are.

WHEEZES AGAINST THE DOOR... he's safe. Yamato can't get him now. )

[yasusada]

[ Well huh? It seems that Mutsu has scurried back into housing? Which takes Yamato a minute to take it in since he went somewhat fast compared to that slow speed the other believes to be moving in. He stands outside, staring at the window in confusion as if waiting for the male to say something degrading or that he's sick of tired of this game of cat chasing dog.

So he does wait! Wait for Mustu to come back to the window any say anything, just something that'll make the uchigatana want to go back inside. But there's nothing, everything is quiet behind him until he hears a clicking sound behind him. Turning around, he looks at the door and can only wonder if the wind had made it shut. Walking over to it, he knocks on the top of it behind moving his free hand to the knob. Shifting it from left and right with no sign of it going to open for him.

Did he? Did he really? Lock this?

There's a blank expression on his face as he blinks again. ]

Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki? Are you behind there? [ One knock after the other as his voice drags just a tiny bit. ] Mu—tsu—no—kami Yooo—shiii—yuuukiiiいいいいいいい? Are you in there? Alone? You know how sad that is.. why would you lock me out? [ The knocks get louder and louder and louder each time the male's knuckles connect with the door in front of him and lord, Mustunokami should be glad he locked it.

With another knock. It all ceases. As if the monster has decided to end its reign of terror. Give or take another five minutes, with no sound of breathing or anything else. It isn't long until the tip of a blade finds it's way through the material of the door — missing Mutsunokami's head by a good margin but it doesn't take that much for Yamato's vessel to bring down one of the other's cowlicks.

Goodbye fallen warrior. ]

Ahaha.. ha.. ha!

[newtimes]

( Every knock makes his heart beat a little harder in his chest but he doesn't worry! He's called for help and he's safe inside where Yamato can't reach him. But wow, this sure is like a scene from a horror story. There's a demon outside the door, knocking to come in, and saying his name in the most cryptic way but suddenly it all stops.

He holds his breath and listens, waiting to see what will happen next. Yamato wouldn't give up. He's a Shinsengumi sword and those guys never give up. They're far too stubborn. But he doesn't hear a thing and this is very concerning. He felt safer when Yamato was making a scene because at least he knew what was going on.

And then it happens.

Fwip!

Right through the door, right through his hair, ah.... he hits the ground flat on his stomach before his hair can even fall. An electronic beep signals an incoming message on his Ceresvice and he fumbles to read it.

Ah... all he can hear is Yamato's maniacal laugher in the background. )

Ya'll never catch me! Never!

( He's going to escape... he'll find another window. )