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Who: Kashuu Kiyomitsu

adornmental & you!
When: Slightly before and during the event
Where: Apartments + around town!
What: Kashuu deals with forgetting stupid things, being cold forever and memory shares
Rating/Warning: Memories of sword death and emperor death and probably some other deaths, it's time for a death party

A, swordhaus:
[SO, sometime before the wispy spirit animals show up but after the elemental effects set in, Kashuu can be found... freezing his ass off. It only took him the better part of a day to figure out what was triggering his weird flashbacks, so now he's sitting by the open window with a fan in as few pieces of clothing as possible (which is still a lot, honestly), eating a popsicle. He's definitely shivering... Maybe he went too far in the opposite direction?!]

This is so stupid! This is seriously the worst—! [But you know what will keep his soul warm even in the face of hypothermia? Salty, salty complaints. MMM, YES.

Anyone wandering by either in the apartment itself or walking past the window will be dragged into this salt session, either with a jealous look and a:] What, are you warm? [Or, a sympathetic look to anyone else who seems to be trying to become an igloo, and a peace offering of another pospicle.]

B, park/dojo:
[The wispy animals have shown up! Kashuu's already tried and failed to talk to his, but he does at least have some control over it, being a spirit himself.

Granted, he has to actually be paying attention to it in order for perfect control to be A Thing, and he can't devote his attention to it 24/7...

So here are the perfect times to bump into his little fox friend; either when he's doing his best to lead a class in the dojo despite all of the tomfoolery going on, or when he's on his way to or from said building and trying to plan the rest of his day out on his phone. His attention is gone and WHOOSH, SO IS THIS SKITTERISH FOX. That catches his eye, at least, though maybe not quite fast enough--]

Woah, hey— Watch out!

[AND THERE HE GOES, TOO, tripping over this fox that he can't even touch. Congrats, you get a double whammy of being knocked to the ground and then slammed with a memory.]

C, shopping district:
[By now, he's bumped into enough people that the lovely memory loss side effects are starting to show...

On one hand, he got off pretty lucky?! He hasn't forgotten any people yet, or significant events - as far as he knows, anyway. On the other...]

Ow—! Ugh... Sorry, sorry. [He may have just crashed into you/a store mannequin/a display case, because he's wearing some pretty tall heels but he sure doesn't remember how to walk in them gracefully anymore. NICE.

His sad, sad fox is still tailing him around out here too, of course, though he's getting a little irritated now that he's put two and two together. This thing needs to stop touching people?! Just, stop! Just stop!! While he's picking himself/you/this mannequin arm off the floor, he gives it a miffed look, even though it's already darted off again.]

This is your fault, y'know. Just calm down for like, five seconds!

WILDCARD:
[Hit me up with any scenario that floats your boat!]

[ooc; If we haven't plotted anything out yet, just let me know if you want a good or bad memory! If there's nothing specific you want, I'll just reach into my paintrain grabbag and give you something random. I'm down for memory swaps too, of course!]

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[He's getting off at the next stop..

That said, he closes his eyes for a second, briefly recounting the images he'd just seen.]

—Someone who was talking to you. [That stood out first and foremost, since it's not like any of their wielders could actually see them.] And he said he was gonna name you after those mountains. He said he was gonna cross 'em again, too.

[Someone talking to him? Well, it's not that bad. There's only a few humans in his life that talks to him. However, Sayo blinks and just look confused by the end.]

Name me after those mountains? [He... knows which mountains, but the most important part is what Sayo's saying next.] But I don't have a name.

[He's just... a nameless Samonji sword.]

[This is quite possibly one of the weirdest and worst immediate bouts of memory loss he's seen first-hand, if only because it somehow feels like he stole the memory away from Sayo by watching it.]

...You don't remember it? It's Sayo, y'know. Sayo Samonji.

[He wonders if Sayo remembers anything about that conversation, or if it's just all evaporated into nothingness... Hopefully just for the time being.]

[Kashuu get a confused look in response to his question. He tilts his head a bit, trying to think back.]

Sayo Samonji...

[He shake his head. Nope, he doesn't remember. But the fact is that he doesn't remember being named—was he ever named? Or is this a trick?—and Kashuu's telling him about this is worrying.]

... No, I don't. Is that really my name?

[It sounds nice, but the associations... What kind of weirdo go for that?]

[What kind of weirdo indeed...

Kashuu's expression is pretty dead serious, at least, so it probably doesn't seem like he's just pulling his leg for shits and giggles.]

Yeah, it is. I just saw where it came from and everything but we've always known you as Sayo. ...I mean, like - the ones who met you at the Citadel, anyway.

[Kashuu would ~~probably~~ definitely suffer if he do this for shits and giggles. So it's not hard for Sayo, even if the name gives him an odd feeling, to believe him.]

... I believe you, but... I don't remember it. [He's trying to think back to his citadel days. Do anyone of them call him by that name in his memories?] Who named me?

[Might as well learn who was the weirdo's responsible for it.]

[Sayo is too pure to take after Tsurumaru and be a pranking punk...

That's pretty rough, though. Some people have forgotten pretty vital things or things that are important to them, but he's never seen anyone forget their own name yet.]

Um— [HE ALSO DOESN'T KNOW THIS EITHER. It's far enough in the past that he's not brushed up on the history, and even though Sayo's mentioned the name before, it doesn't immediately spring to mind. So instead:] Well, he looked pretty noble, and-- [Just gonna describe what that guy looked like. He knows Sayo will understand exactly who he's talking about.]

...I think he loved you a lot, too.

[Sayo's quiet for a moment after he heard Kashuu's answer and what he said about being loved. He might not remember being named, but the memories of what happened afterwards are still there in his mind. He blinks, a look of realisation dawning on his face.]

Lord Hosokawa Fujitaka...?

[You know. That explains so much about the name. He looks down at the (still?!) scattered hats.]

... I believe it's him. He did ask for me a lot...

[The persistence in his requests to the castle lord pop up into his mind for a moment.]

[AH, THE HATS... The hats that he'll move to start picking up again when Sayo looks down toward them, as though suddenly remembered of their existence.]

Hosokawa sounds familiar. You're probably right about that... But you seriously can't remember being named, huh?

[Less a question and more an exasperated statement. He sure is tired of this place yanking on everyone's chains.]

[Sayo slowly nods, as he turns to go and put the hats back up again.]

That's right... I was in the Hosokawa clan for a while. [A "while" being one or two generations. A spirit's sense of time is a little off from a human's. Whether Kashuu can see it or not, there's a frown on Sayo's face.] And I don't remember being named... It's strange.

[Out of all the things, why that memory? Why that moment? He looks up at Kashuu.]

I don't know why I don't remember that memory, out of all my other ones...

[Wouldn't his darker memories be more of an easier target? Did CERES get bored of flaunting his memories??]

[He just shakes his head in response, since he has no idea how the whacky minds of CERES employees work... A true mystery.]

Nooo idea. Is there ever a reason behind the stuff they do? If there is, it's gone way over my head, anyway.

[Assuming there's rhyme or reason at all. In some things, there certainly are, but he thinks moments like this are more or less up to the roll of fate.]

Where's your animal now, anyway? You should keep an eye on him so you don't forget anything else.

[Forgetting more memories. Yeah, that's a very important thing to watch out for.]

My animal? I'm watching him since he appeared.

[And then this happened. Sayo glances around for it. It takes him a moment to find the fox... sitting on a hat? He blinks at it and it moves over towards another hat. Sayo follow its movements, blinking at it.]

He's over there on that hat. [CAN KASHUU SEE HIM. But the hat itself looks rather fancy. Ichigo Hitofuri-fancy.]

Which one, that one?

[POINTING... So it's probably apparent he can't actually see the animal, but he points to the right one, at least. That sure is a fancy-looking hat.]

But yeah - those guys are behind basically all of this, I think. Every time they bump into someone else, the whole "I'm gonna barf and I can't remember stuff and you saw a memory" thing happens. Suuuper inconvenient, especially 'cause no one else can see yours but you.

Yes, that one.

[Time to... slowly take a single step closer to The Fancy Hat and the fox only Sayo can see.]

Is there a way to keep them from running off? [Maybe Kashuu knows a method?! Sayo doesn't want to trouble anyone else with his darker memories. Take another step closer...]

Yeah, you just have to concentrate on it and hope for the best, basically. [...] It's not really ideal but that's the only thing I've found that helps, so far.

[Granted, even concentrating isn't always fool-proof... Kashuu's fox has bumped into approximately 500000 people in one day even though he tries to keep as close an eye on it as possible.]

Got it.

[Time to concentrate and focus! What should he think? Focus on the fox and think "stay there"?

Closer and closer... fox isn't running away. Wait, is it sleeping on the hat? Sayo stops in front of it.]

... It's not running away. [Yet.] ... Should we buy the hat for it? I don't know if it likes it.

[It's a fancy hat, but have a nice blue design... As much as Sayo can see when the fox is on top of it.]

...Sure, I guess. It can't hurt, anyway. Maybe if you take that home, it'll stay wherever the hat is if it does like it.

[He can't tell it's sleeping on it, obviously, or else he'd be like buy that shit immediately. But it's not like an extra hat could hurt!]

It'd be a cute accessory for you once all this is done, too.

[Sayo nods and bends over to carefully pick the hat up. Do soul animals have any weight?

The fox's not running off. ~~Until later~~

Anyway, now that he's holding it, Sayo's looking at the hat and the fox in his hands. He looks... mildly conflicted?!

WHAT'S WRONG...]

...S'the fox doing anything weird?

[HE'S CONFUSED NOW. Why is Sayo standing there looking between the hat and, presumably, the fox?! What's it doing, what the heck is happening...]

[Sayo looks up at Kashuu. After a silent pause, he finally speaks.]

... Can you buy this hat for me? So I can focus and keep an eye on the fox...

[Ah. To be fair, money's always a low key thing for Sayo. It's just not as loud and blatant like revenge.]

Oh!

[Kashuu, at least, has no problem with this now that he actually knows what's going on. He nods, reaching out to take the hat.]

Sure, sure. —Hey, never hesitate to ask me if there's anything you want like, when it comes to clothing, 'kay?

[He loves spoiling people with new clothes?! Even if he's not sure Sayo would wear this... Whatever!! Turning to go buy it now, aw yeah.]

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what a deeply philosophical q..

the q for the ages

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