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Who: swordhaus + cr
When: throughout july
Where: the three apartments swordhaus uses..
What: july catch-all
Rating/Warning: probably nothing, but i'll edit as necessary.
[ sword mafia at home. ]
When: throughout july
Where: the three apartments swordhaus uses..
What: july catch-all
Rating/Warning: probably nothing, but i'll edit as necessary.
[ sword mafia at home. ]
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BEADGATE
That is, as soon as he hears the melodious sound of 5000 beads hitting the floor, Kashuu's busting out the door with Great Concern because that's a loudass noise and also a weird one?! But it's only Mutsu...
Mutsu and a small marble store.]
What did you do—?! What are those!!
[Alas, he hasn't hit Marble Hell yet, himself...]
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M-Mutsunokami-dono, what--what is this!?
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#BEADGATE
and stared.]
Mister Mutsunokami. It seems we have a hailstorm inside the building.
[Nevermind that these were obviously beads. Koumei held his feathered fan over his head, as if to protect himself, as he stooped to gingerly pick one up.
This seemed to be a trick from the Company. The tiny little bead could very well explode.]
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the beadpocalypse...
... he steps on the avalanche of beads and goes immediately down, back first, landing on a carpet of tiny, hard orbs.
It feels as bad as he looks. ]
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beadgates
Eh, was that sound of coins?!
[ Except well, his face falls when he sees they were just beads A LOT OF BEADS. But not money. ]
What did you get all this Mutsunokami-san? Did you go gambling? [ Pachinko?? ]
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... ?? I thought I replied to this :( I'M SORRY
BEADGATES
Beads. Beads everywhere. Oh god, it's those beads.]
Mutsunokami-san!? Those beads...
[Sayo's rushing over, looking at the beads with confusion and worry, and recognition!? He bends down and start picking them up.]
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After intro log and onwards, OTA
This time, he's already made a decision of his own to leave them, for the sake of surviving another day, another second; another heartbeat, another breath. And more so, for the sake of arms around his frail body, for hot tears, for the voice that called him "little brother" and the one that brokenly pleaded, "don't leave me behind"... He'd left the Shinsengumi.
And here he is. Surviving. Breathing. Far away and outside of time, it's true, but it's something. He's at peace. And he'll be getting used to being back in a number of ways:
a. Dragging a futon back into Kashuu's and Yamato's room. He sounds like he might bust a lung. Help this nerd.
b. Raiding the kitchen for supplies and starting to make castella cake. At least he has a chair standing there so he can sit down and have a rest at regular intervals.
c. Taking it easy! For real. Drinking tea, curled up under a lot of blankets in the sofa, and either playing video games or watching movies. Sorry about the near-constant sound of coughing, even in the middle of the night. He has troubles sleeping whenever his lungs are acting up.
Bother him!]
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... hello? Anyone in there?
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a!
It's been some time, ah...I called you "Senpai" before, didn't I? [ He's still quite fond of that. ] If you don't mind an old man's help, let's quickly set this down in your usual room?
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b
Naki doesn't move from where he's peeking in at the doorway, but.]
....Can I help? [He sees that sugar on the counter.]
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After the Intro Log + Throughout the Month
[...Somehow or another, there seemed to be a new addition to the small apartment that he resided in with his brother, the foxes, and Doudanuki. Another fox-- a third one, and this time one that seemed to be more akin to an actual fox than either Kogitsunemaru or Nakigitsune.
How curious.
Thus it was that one quiet afternoon Koumei was discreetly tidying the place up and making a few phone calls to various establishments in town, ordering food that was simple and homey to be ready for a specific time that evening. Tofu was requested for the sake of Naki and Kogi, noodles, meat and seafood were also part of the menu, and dessert was some sweet potato and fig rice dumplings that he had a feeling Kouha would love-- along with a small castella cake that he knew some of the Swords were partial to.
The reason?
A small 'family dinner' for the people in their little den, of course.
Drop-ins were welcome too. Koumei made sure there was extra portions just in case...and some sake stowed away in the kitchen
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[Anyone who knew Koumei would quickly come to learn one thing: he didn't get out much. The times he did were for very simple little things, as socializing wasn't something he preferred to do when left to his own devices.
His comings and goings to and from the library with piles of books in his arms, and the strange attention he was paying to Fishy, were hard to miss. The books clearly were about aquatic life...but why did he even care about fish in the first place?]
C
[Naptime! A chronic insomniac, sleep tended to come for Koumei at odd times, leaving him liable to fall asleep anywhere and on anything.
Whether he was really asleep or not could be debated, but the details didn't matter. There was a napping Koumei, somewhere that would be inconvenient for other folks.]
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Kogitsunemaru couldn't have been more excited to hear Koumei's order come through on the phone, though he wasn't the one to take it. It was another worker, one that also took care of packing it up for the little fox to take home with him from the restaurant--- because Kogi still couldn't be trusted with aburaage. Not allowed, banned, barred from the delicious flavor and texture while working.
STILL! Nothing could stop him from taking it to the apartment for the shared dinner. ]
Here you go, Koumei.
[ It's a paper bag with the wrapped tofu in it. Kogi didn't even steal any! Where is the praise he deserves... ]
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He's gotta know.
As one of the two swords originally responsible for dragging Fishy into their homes in the first place, Kashuu feels kind of guilty that it's still around terrorizing some of them. Naturally he notices the uptick in curiosity about alien aquatic life there, so one day, when Koumei's passing through with more books, he'll just come out with it and ask:]
Are you gonna cook it?
[Everyone wants to eat Fishy.]
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[ Here is Imano... actively looking for the messy-haired redhead who can't sleep schedule to save his life? He wasn't in his room, so time to search the premises with honed scouting skills! ]
Ah! Found~ You~
[ Imano's four-foot-tall frame is pretty light, but here's hoping Koumei didn't need that nap as the tantou literally pounces on him.
...His friend that he would do this to has been gone for a while, so he really wanted to to do this. Sorry Koumei, but you're the substitute. ]
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Hopefully it's okay to snack before the actual meal.]
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OOPS I LOST THIS
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event time!
He knocks and announces himself just in case anyone inside is wary of visitors. Hopefully, Koumei isn't asleep...]
event time!
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Some time inbetween end of intro and interlude
Kaguya, immortal mystic of Tale of the Bamboo Cutter fame had never felt a greater collection of Tsukumogami; until this city, she had never had the pleasure of meeting one. She was fascinated, but mostly she just enjoyed that mere proximity to the apartments made her feel a little like she was in the mystic realm again.
Just walking in was rude, surely, but the door was unlocked and no one had answered her timid knock (probably because no one could hear it jesus). So have a ornately dressed Mystic that looks like she stepped out of a Heian-era portrait or something loitering around the entryway, wide-eyed and looking a little lost. Nervously she twists her sakaki wand in her hands and looks around; maybe she should just...leave.... and try again another day??]
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Hey! Did you come to say hi?
[Apparently he's used to people just showing up, since he doesn't seem surprised or offended by her sudden appearance at all... It happens!
He also holds the plate in his hand out toward her, which has a small array of chestnut wagashi on it.]
Want one?
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I hope you had no trouble finding it? [ It's probably noisy enough to find from nearby -- ] If no one has yet, shall I give you the grand tour?
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... Hello, miss. Are you here to visit someone?
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tmw kashuu befriends a mountain(???) (before the interlude)
i.
So Sebastian will find analarmingly skinny little waif of a man watching him raptly from the entrance to the kitchen. His expression is one of unashamedly childish curiosity and enthusiasm as he cranes his head slightly to try to catch a glimpse of what's being made, and whenever Sebastian notices him he'll offer a bright smile and a wave.]
Hello there. You're a new face. Did Haru-kun adopt you too. [That's one way of putting it.]
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slides into this... i.
the weirdest thing about having sebastian here so far is the fact that he cooks and cleans and seems to enjoy doing both. it isn't in haru's nature to just sit back and let someone else do all the work, though, so as the demon gets started on dinner that evening, haru's shuffling in to see how he can help. sebastian makes a lot of food that haru isn't particularly familiar with, so it's a good opportunity to learn, too. ]
Hi, Michaelis-san. [ it had.. definitely taken a few tries for him to get that name right. he pulls out his little step-stool, then finds his apron, tying it on and pushing sleeves up skinny arms. ] I was writing out some of the bills. [ hence why he wasn't here when sebastian first got started. ] --Is there anything you need me to do?
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OTA
[Even if he didn't show it at the time, Zoro's text to Haru left him feeling pretty uneasy, considering that some of his favorite swords were missing. But, since it didn't seem to last more than a day, he decided to wait a couple days to physically pop in at swordhaus and see how Haru was holding up - or Kashuu, or any of the swords, really. Just because he hasn't met some of them yet doesn't mean he doesn't care!
He's got his own sword-cleaning kit with him this time, prepared to polish or sharpen any vessels that need it on any day they request. His three are in top shape, they really haven't seen any wear and tear at all lately and if asked, Zoro is perfectly ready to rant about that. Or, don't poke the bear, talk about swordsmanship instead. Zoro actually wants to get to know some of the other "dangerous" swords before he goes and challenges them at Dojo or Diejo, after all...]
During the event IC 7/19-7/23
[When he stops by on a particular day, Zoro brings with him a bottle of extremely good black sake, because he's aware of the likelihood that there just won't be booze in swordhaus and there's a good chance some of the swords will need a good stiff drink. Shit just got weird again, yo.
But there's a tiny spirit fox limping after him. He's taken to ignoring it, but doesn't consider what will happen if it meets other spirits. Especially those already of a foxy nature!]