elibe | damaged

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!

(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.)

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

Threaded | Flat

[Repairing oodachi with heavy injuries is always a long process. Not as long as for some of the rarer or more delicate swords, but still at least sixty hours and a good deal of resources as well.

So there's the slight guilt about taking up both time and valuable resources away from others. But through the haze, there's also the memories filtering through.

A man, a human, wielding this monster of a sword, and his hands slowly letting go. Hitting the ground, and crying out in a desperate voice no one could hear.]

Master... don't leave me behind...

[What heavy repairs! She's pacing outside the room, just before the time he is assumed to be completely repaired. And then she's going to have to text her brother the news.

Peeking through the door now, just in case it's not yet over--]

Mutsunokami...?

[Considering their size, tantou are the cheapest and fastes among the sword types to repair, as far as resources concerned. Sayo originally want to wait, because his teammates would need them more than him. But since Mutsunokami mentioned his brothers, he comply and went for repairs.

He doesn't want to worry his brothers... and being damaged would make it hard to seek revenge.

Feeling Mutsunokami's hand, which are big enough to envelop his own, squeezes, Sayo looks at him and slowly nod.]

... Okay.

[Time to go in.]

[Repairs are boring. It's the sort of boring that lets most of their kind to reminisce and remember things both good and bad. Some avoided this room because their histories were drenched in things better left forgotten. Doudanuki avoided it simply because it was all too muddled and foggy and it left him with nothing to do for hours at a time.

But after that last sortie, all of them were being sent regardless of whether they thought they could do with just a bandaid and some hard liquor to ignore just how much it goddamn hurt. He's been in here long enough to sleep a bit, but with so little to reflect upon, he's left staring at nothing much in particular at the far wall.

Which is why his gaze snaps to attention as soon as Mutsunokami stirs. He's got more of a story to him, less blood but more pain, and Doudanuki watches to see if he's actually awake or just rolling between consciousness. When he sees that Mutsunokami is looking around though, Doudanuki shifts his position where he's leaning up against the wall, crossing his legs the other way.]

So you're up finally, huh?

[Kashuu sure has a lot of reasons to hate repairs, which means he has a lot of reasons to act like he doesn't - or at least to pretend that his reasons are all shallow, surface-level irritants. "I worked hard on this manicure and I don't want you to see it chipped", or a simple "it's not cute", "it's not fun", whatever the flavor of the day is as it suits him. It's better for people to think he's a fussy sword than for them to realize how many times in an hour he jolts out of unpleasant memories, unguarded and restless when he's alone in the repair room.

But today he isn't, so today he's on guard, working hard to prevent himself from drifting and trying his damndest to keep those little flickers of memory that dance at his vision's edge exactly that - flickers, nothing more. That's why he's pretty attuned to Mutsu, even if he pretends he's not paying much mind. It's better to have something tangible to focus on.

A few beats pass after he snaps awake, in any case. Then:]

If you're that tired, you should reeeally pick a better place to nap.

A

b and okay fast one while i have time

A

B

b!!