swordsitter: (i would be the one who's replaced)
kure "why this?!" haru ([personal profile] swordsitter) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-07-08 07:02 pm

( OPEN )

Who: swordhaus + cr
When: throughout february
Where: the two apartments swordhaus uses
What: february catch-all
Rating/Warning: probably nothing, but i'll edit as necessary.




[ the doors (and windows, hi jack) are always open for folks the tsukumogami and their saniwa know. feel free to create your own threads! ]
adornmental: (oops my phone cam accidentally turned on)

i do try.....

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-08-08 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kashuu, often more observant than he's given credit for and especially when it comes to the people his world revolves around, has definitely noticed the subtle changes that showcase improvement in Haru's ability to show how he feels. They're small steps, but - that's about the pace they're all going at, isn't it? And they're going together, at least. No one is being left behind or forgotten.

In an equally small step, while Kashuu reflexively shrinks away once Haru pushes his hood back, but doesn't panic to his usual degree. Maybe it's because he's been placated in advance by a simple "I love you", but he does seem to be trying his best to listen to what Haru is saying. He certainly doesn't feel beautiful, and his strongest desire is to pull the hood back up until they get inside. He also moves to the door of their apartment a little more quickly than someone who's calm would do, but there's no shouting or fits or compulsive freak-outs.]


It's fine - it's not bad damage. I can still walk.

[But he offers a smile anyway, to show he appreciates the offer, and then waits for Haru to unlock the door. His own key is likely still on his desk where he had left it, after all.]
adornmental: (the glass left always full)

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-08-09 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
'Kay.

[It's more of a mumble than anything spoken clearly, but Kashuu will unbutton his jacket, and then his... other jacket. And his vest. And his shirt. It's a process, but he gets there eventually!! And he gets there without fuss, too. Partially because these really aren't terrible injuries, and partially because he's managed to reach a point where his immediate reaction to showing them to Haru isn't so violent. ...It helps him to have something familiar to focus on too, anyway. He can still see the floors of Ikedaya Inn when he closes his eyes.

The clothing gets folded and set neatly on the floor, and Kashuu sits as instructed. The damage, at first glance, lines up with what Haru will recognize as being on the lower side of medium. He winces once when he sits, but otherwise doesn't seem too pained by the slashes that decorate his arms and torso.]


...S'everything else fine? Nothing weird happened while I was gone, yeah?
adornmental: (we've reached an impasse)

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-08-09 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Again, he's very good at not moving now. Haru will be able to work without any fussing from him, even though he does keep his gaze averted for the majority of the time he's cleaning up. It's still humiliating to be seen in a state like this, even if he can control his reactions a little better now.]

So they're still gone?

[A concern, honestly. His room is quite empty now, and it's strange to be one of only two swords of the Shinsengumi left when almost all of them had been here just a couple of months ago. It's getting a little lonelier around the apartments, steadily but surely, and that's upsetting.

He does look back once the question is asked, even if he glances away again for just the slightest second right before he answers.]


It was back in 1864.
adornmental: (at the end of the road)

why do you do these things

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-08-09 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[He's actually thinking along the same lines (as Mutsu had been earlier, though he isn't aware of that yet.) Changing things just seems like barring the door and accepting those disappearances. He understands not wanting to do that yet, so he hums softly in response.]

Um... [Ikedaya is a little messier. He reaches forward when Haru places his hands on his knees, resting his own over the top. His presence is reassuring - familiar - and Kashuu feels more at ease from that alone.] I guess, but it was—

["Pretty uneventful", is what he wants to say, but then he hears the cough and his sentence dies immediately. He didn't have to listen to that cough worsen over time until it became Souji's defining trait, but he did hear it once, and that once was more than enough. Especially now that it's so fresh in his mind again.]

...Haruji? Are you okay?
adornmental: (does anyone remember fun dip)

gives you a promotion!!!

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-08-09 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[yeah okay but GUESS WHO ELSE WAS IN THE HABIT OF REASSURING THAT EVERYTHING WOULD BE OKAY when nothing, in fact, was actually okay? Just guess!!

His brow is still furrowed and he reaches out with one of his hands, but he doesn't know to test temperatures with the back, so he just sticks his palm flat across Haru's forehead...]


Are you sure? D'you need to see a doctor or something? [Colds aren't supposed to be a big deal, and conditions have been poor lately, what with the "suddenly you can't warm up" thing they all had going on... But he's still worried, naturally. Haru may say he gets sick several times a year, but this is the first he's seen.

He sets his hands back into his lap when Haru stands up (having realized belatedly that he doesn't actually know enough about temperatures to be able to tell if Haru actually has a fever), and raises his shoulders in a sloping gesture.]


It wasn't a big deal, I guess. I mean, I got through it. [This time.]
adornmental: (makes airplane noises)

WOAH you're gunning for the top

[personal profile] adornmental 2015-08-09 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[PROBABLY. Probably.

He rests his hands on Haru's knees instead now, keeping still once more when he returns to work with the exception of moving his arm when another cut is found.]


It's minor? You're sure? [Not that he doesn't trust Haru, of course! But reassurances aren't enough to ease away all of his worries, in this case. He's only distracted from that concern by the soft sound Haru makes and the words that follow, because he can already see the self-blame in them.]

Hey— I was the one who asked to go. As soon as I heard we had to go back, I asked. I mean... It was strategic, y'know? Because we're the swords who know the most about that place and its layout.

[And because he had something to prove, or some sort of fear to face - he's not entirely sure.]