[ Swords should't be up so high but here they are and here Mikazuki Munechika is, looking over the steep cliff with a little frown. He'd already been stuck in a tree for hours, then trapped by vines for hours, and now he's stuck up here and he has to jump while up here. Suffice to say...Mikazuki is rapidly developing a fear of heights thanks to a certain jungle and now thanks to this certain mountain!
Still...it's not like he wants to be left behind so it's time to take a leap of faith! Sort of. Mikazuki is glancing around the immediate vicinity and once he spots someone, he shuffles over and asks for their assistance. No sense in hiding his (slight) nervousness about the jump. ] Would you be so kind as to take my hand and help me jump across? [ His hand will even be offered in case. ] Though I am deign to admit it...I'm not very fond of heights.
PHASE II
[ An ancient sword dressed in silk kimono and golden accessories means he is absolutely NOT prepared for the cold. It's not apparent at first but he starts to fall behind the hiking group after awhile and the farther along they go...the bigger the gap between Mikazuki and the overall group becomes. He hasn't exactly trudged through feet of snow either and when you're wearing straw sandals, well...it's proving to be an exceptionally hard time. ]
Nooooo... [ Currently, Mikazuki is trying to pull his legs, heavy with snow, actually OUT of the snow he's stuck in. It's stressful because the longer he stays stuck in the snow then the harder it'll be for him to catch up! He's not going to give up at least! But boy, he's shivering with the cold and kind of wonders if swords can even get sick? Let along get hypothermia. He may be finding out. ]
PHASE IV
[ It's obvious by the time the group has reached the summit that Mikazuki is Tired.png so he won't stick around to admire the beauty of the scenery just yet and heads for the shack instead. He notices the operating table first but doesn't seem to really think much on it just yet, opting to curl a blanket around himself and doze off in a corner of the shack for just a few minutes, his fatigue is probably in the red by now.
After his power nap however, he will crack one eye open and glance at the operating table since it is the only point of real interest in this not so humble abode. Not exactly wary about it, Mikazuki eventually heads towards the table and leans over, curiously looking at the blood that looks old but not dried out. It's almost in slow-mo as he reaches out to touch it but he can be stopped of course! No one really needs one of the strongest tachi swords to be out for blood. ]
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[ Swords should't be up so high but here they are and here Mikazuki Munechika is, looking over the steep cliff with a little frown. He'd already been stuck in a tree for hours, then trapped by vines for hours, and now he's stuck up here and he has to jump while up here. Suffice to say...Mikazuki is rapidly developing a fear of heights thanks to a certain jungle and now thanks to this certain mountain!
Still...it's not like he wants to be left behind so it's time to take a leap of faith! Sort of. Mikazuki is glancing around the immediate vicinity and once he spots someone, he shuffles over and asks for their assistance. No sense in hiding his (slight) nervousness about the jump. ] Would you be so kind as to take my hand and help me jump across? [ His hand will even be offered in case. ] Though I am deign to admit it...I'm not very fond of heights.
[ An ancient sword dressed in silk kimono and golden accessories means he is absolutely NOT prepared for the cold. It's not apparent at first but he starts to fall behind the hiking group after awhile and the farther along they go...the bigger the gap between Mikazuki and the overall group becomes. He hasn't exactly trudged through feet of snow either and when you're wearing straw sandals, well...it's proving to be an exceptionally hard time. ]
Nooooo... [ Currently, Mikazuki is trying to pull his legs, heavy with snow, actually OUT of the snow he's stuck in. It's stressful because the longer he stays stuck in the snow then the harder it'll be for him to catch up! He's not going to give up at least! But boy, he's shivering with the cold and kind of wonders if swords can even get sick? Let along get hypothermia. He may be finding out. ]
[ It's obvious by the time the group has reached the summit that Mikazuki is Tired.png so he won't stick around to admire the beauty of the scenery just yet and heads for the shack instead. He notices the operating table first but doesn't seem to really think much on it just yet, opting to curl a blanket around himself and doze off in a corner of the shack for just a few minutes, his fatigue is probably in the red by now.
After his power nap however, he will crack one eye open and glance at the operating table since it is the only point of real interest in this not so humble abode. Not exactly wary about it, Mikazuki eventually heads towards the table and leans over, curiously looking at the blood that looks old but not dried out. It's almost in slow-mo as he reaches out to touch it but he can be stopped of course! No one really needs one of the strongest tachi swords to be out for blood. ]