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voice testing!
White
Gold
Red
( It's a pretty normal day at the citadel until news breaks out that the saniwa has managed to summon a new spirit. Depending on who you've heard the news from, you may or may not have the name. Or maybe you've heard that the newcomer is supposed to be a beautiful sword dressed in white. Or that he's an imperial sword or some other vague but specific piece of information. Either way, it should be easy to find a new face here, right?
Just follow the sounds of one (1) distressed sounding Konnosuke and you'll see the newest addition to your rag tag sword army. He's picked up Konnosuke and has him on his back in front of him, rubbing at his belly. Konnosuke squirms to get free. )
A little fox! You remind me of someone. ( Konnosuke squirms in his hands, trying to get free. ("Tsurumaru-san, please, let me go! I'm a pipe fox spirit, not a common fox!" The new spirit laughs,). ) And you really talk! What a surprise!
( And he looks up to see you, who's arrived to crash his fun, )
Yo~ ( He'd salute in greeting but his hands are a little full, ) Are you surprised to see someone like me?
( SET KONNOSUKE FREE )
Gold
( Some time has passed since Tsurumaru Kuninaga arrived at the citadel and most people are used to his character by now. It's a cool fall day and you're out in the garden for whatever reason. Most of the trees are losing their leaves and can be found in collected piles here and there. There's one particularly large pile and when you walk past it... )
Waah!
( Tsurumaru jumps up, throwing the leaves in the air and at you. Standing straight, hands on his hips and still covered in ginkgo leaves, )
Ahahaha! Are you surprised?
( He's so proud. )
Red
( Returning from a mission, Tsurumaru laughs casually as the Konnosukes scurry towards the squad. The last mission had some unexpected turns and what was supposed to be an easy scouting mission turned into an unexpected battle. Even if they were able to handle themselves, they'd still come back with injuries.
As they run their scan on the returning touken danshi, Tsurumaru holds out his arms, revealing sleeves speckled with red. )
What do you think?
( He shows them off to someone nearby-- either a squad mate or a concerned passerby or some other sword that was sent to check on them. And he gives a little turn to show the rest of him, revealing more blood on the back and hood. Konnosuke chides him to stay still because he's disrupting the scan. )
It's too bad.
( The battle had been too short and easy. It wasn't enough to achieve his #aesthetic. )
A little more and I would really look like a crane.
( "Stay still!" Konnosuke snaps again. )
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You're going.
[Don't make him carry him over there.]
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Waa!
(Now that's a surprise! He stumbles along as he's dragged away by Ookurikara and he a winced hiss escapes him. Here he was, pretending he was fine and all right (and he is! he really, really is!) and then Ookurikara had to go and catch him off guard like that.)
Ow, ow... now, this is a surprise...
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You don't sound "fine".
[His words are pointed. Because remember those words earlier? From Tsurumaru's own mouth? Yes. It wouldn't take too long until they arrive at the repair room.]
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Ha ha... (Fine, so maybe he's a little hurt. Just a little. He's still better off than others.) I've been worse. Relax, Kara-bou...
(Stop, let him be red. But here they are, at the repair room now and he can't help but look a little displeased.)
... You don't like it?
(When he looks like this? He's hurt.)
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[Look, he's a sword. He can almost appreciate being tattered and bloodied in battle, running almost high from the adrenaline. So while he didn't say he likes it, he knows about Tsurumaru's aesthetic search.
That said, it doesn't mean he can... ignore his concerns. As much as he hides it.]
But you still need to get in there.
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Well, dirt stands out on white clothes.
( Being bloody and marked outside of battle isn't the same as being bloody in battle. He looks down at Ookurikara's hands and takes it in his, giving him a tug, )
Will you help this old man pass the time then?
( Repairs are boring. )
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[So enjoy it while it last, Tsurumaru. But anyway, Ookurikara glance down at their hands, before looking at Tsurumaru again.]
You know I'm not chatty like Mitsutada or Sada.
[And yet, he didn't reject Tsurumaru. Because he just step inside the repair room.]
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( Is he teasing? He's definitely teasing.
He'll lead him right in but eventually let go because he needs to take off his coat for these repairs. It looks like some blood has soaked through into his kimono. One of his arms seems to have a little more blood on it. It looks like... his hand was cut in the last battle, huh. It was hard to tell with his gloves but now that he's taking those off, it's more obvious. )
Hey, hey, ( Waving said injured hand lightly in the air, beckoning at Ookurikara, ) Help me out, hm?
( Getting the bandages and so on. As much as he enjoys being colored red, he hates messes and doesn't want to leave his mark all over the cabinets and first aid supplies. )
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Ookurikara looks carefully at Tsurumaru's wounds with frown, before he nods and head for the cabinets. He easily find and take what they need, partly because knowing where they are is an important, necessary knowledge. And partly from his own time in the repair room.
After taking off his gloves and wash his hands, Ookurikara returns to Tsurumaru with the bandage, medical cream and water for cleaning.]
Sit down and I'll help you.
[After they deal with the actual wounds, they can clean the other bloodstains later.]