damaged

[tosa]

inspired by this comic!

(It's after a particularly rough sortie and after everyone's been looked over and evaluated. Most of them might be able to get by with just some light repairs and rest but some are not as lucky. Rest alone won't be enough and they'll have to go in for more serious repairs. It could take all day at best or more at worst.

Serious repairs are exactly what they sound like-- serious-- but there's always that extra element that makes them a little more hesitant to surrender their true forms and enter the repairs room. Without their swords and reeling from heavy damage, they're perhaps in their most vulnerable state. It's times like this, alone with just their thoughts for company, that their years really begin to catch up with them. For some, it isn't too bad. There are a lucky few who are blessed with shorter histories or brighter lives but the unfortunate truth is that for many of them, the years have not been kind.

But this is their situation! And it can go one of a few ways right now...)

A.

(After some light harassing, Mutsunokami has managed to convince someone to get repairs! Would it help if he went with them? He doesn't mind, really and he'll even hold their hand as they stand in front of the room.)

Ready? (He gives their hand a firm squeeze,) It'll be over before ya know it!

B.

(Or maybe Mutsunokami is the one that's here for heavy repairs. Mutsunokami is one of the luckier swords in question, someone with a shorter and much more pleasant history compared to others. Honestly, he finds repairs more boring than anything. Of course, he uses his blessings to focus on his companion right now. Being stuck in this room sure is boring! Sorry to get you dragged in here with him, heh heh... And sometimes he dozes off because being damaged is exhausting.

Repairs are pleasant enough for him but his damage is a little heavier today than usual. It's not something he's really used to and it shows when he suddenly jerks awake from a short nap, looking around the room in an alert sort of daze before relaxing.

Huh... strange.)

C.

(Wildcard, give me your own prompt, talk to me, maybe theyre both in for repairs or something instead.)

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[helmsplitter]

[He watches as Mutsunokami fumbles his way through getting tea and frowns. He knew the other sword was heavily injured, but he didn't think it would be this bad. Doudanuki doesn't answer right away, but as Mutsu's demeanour grows distant again, fidgeting, he pushes himself up off the ground and uses the motion to disguise a wince of pain.]

Dunno. I'm not the one under the futon.

[Even without enemies, this place has its own dangers lurking inside, and Doudanuki shuffles over to Mutsunokami, trying to hide the limp that still hasn't healed. He makes it over and grumbles as he lowers himself to the ground next to the other sword.]

Your face is pale though. You still need to rest?

[tosa]

( He feels so sore when his body is tense like this. The last battle hadn't been a kind one and Mutsu had come out with his fair share of cuts and bruises. Really, the fight had been rough enough and then he had to go and get himself thrown across the street too? He's lucky his opponent had used his energy to send him flying instead of actually breaking him on the spot.

Doudanuki's movements register but only barely. It's really hard to tell what's real and isn't right now and when he hears a voice so close to him, he jumps turning his attention to him. His eyes are bright and alert but hardly focused, looking at him almost as if he was a stranger before recognizing the other sword, )

I'm fine. ( A blatant lie but he's always been the one to downplay his injuries for the sake of not worrying others. ) Just... remembering things, ya know?

( He doesn't really need to explain but he can't help it. Looking down at his hands, closing tightly around his cup, )

... It's fast. ( His memory and the delirium it triggers. ) It'll be over before ya know it.

( And maybe he's saying this for himself too. )

[helmsplitter]

[Just remembering things, ya know?

He does, but not in the way that Mutsu probably thinks. A lot of them know that he's not a single sword, but not a lot of them know just how disjointed his memories really are. Still, he knows that this place is hard on most of them. Their long histories tend toward the bloody or tragic, and some are more attached to their former masters than others.

Doudanuki nods slowly and remains sitting next to Mutsunokami, arms crossed over his chest. Sometimes he's a little jealous of them, having someone to remember, someone who cared about them. But at times like these, he's glad he doesn't have attachments. It can be a deadly thing - emotion.]

...You remembering that night or something else?