saniwa!tsuru

[cranelike]

(At a certain citadel somewhere in Japan, there is a certain saniwa. For as long as he could remember, he was raised and trained to be a saniwa who would some day care for his own sword army. Cool, calm, and always composed, he held a lot of promise as someone who could help to lead an army to victory... if he didn't have such a troublesome streak!

He's never really known his True Name and only know the name he was given to protect him from being spirited away (whether by his own spirits or others). Named after the crane, he's very fond of his name-- Tsuru. The story was similar to a certain sword...)

✧ summoning
✧ repairs
✧ daily life
✧ insomnia
✧ citadel attacks
✧ ETC

Open post for an alternate universe where Tsuru is the saniwa! Leaving some details vague... does he remember being Tsurumaru? Is his face always behind a veil so his swords don't really know who he is? It's a mystery and we do what we want.

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[tsukijiji]

'It's so quiet it's boring.'

[Mikazuki gives a start, looking up from his tea cup, before he laughs.

Of course. Of course he'd find it boring. If truly this child somehow has inherited Tsurumaru Kuninaga's spirit, however that is even possible, then of course they'd find this boring.

he will definitely corner a Konnosuke later to ask more and ponder over the information given, which will only give him more to think about. The relation with Tsurumaru Kuninaga is obvious, but how does this even work? Tsukumogami are not normally permitted such extensive contact with humans that it should result in offspring.]

Hahahahaha, so I did surprise you! Well, I guess it is my win this time, Aruji.

I am looking forward to seeing how you will surprise me.

[He's not... going to answre the question since after all no question was asked, right?]

[cranelike]

(There's no question because why would there be a question? He doesn't know why Mikazuki would come so soon and he doesn't expect Mikazuki to know either. Aren't these things usually out of everyone's control? Though, he has heard some stories of saniwa with certain affinities being able to summon spirits easier. They say there's a saniwa with an affinity for Kondou Isami who stumbled upon Nagasone Kotetsu in almost record time but unlike that saniwa, Tsuru doesn't know much of his history.

... Maybe he'll ask about it in his report.

He'll think about all of this later and he looks up from his thoughts.)

Hm? (Win this time? He likes the sound of that and he really can't help the way he smiles and his eyes light up mischievously,) Is this a challenge~?

(He likes it and it will only inspire him to do more in the future. He props his elbow on the table, resting the side of his face on his hand, and watches Mikazuki with interest,)

I'm looking forward to it too.

(The citadel is too big for him and it has a quiet that makes him want to fill the silence, especially at night. Right now, there are too many things that need to be organized and he feels like all he does his work, prepare, and think. But he has high hopes for the future.

He'll let a few more moments pass, when the tea is finished and the snacks are mostly gone and he'll rise holding out his hand to Mikazuki, one hand on his hip,)

Well, why don't I show you your room?

[tsukijiji]

[Even his mannerism is so similar to Tsurumaru Kuninaga's that it's almost frightening. It makes Mikazuki want to reach out and ruffle the white hair, just so he gets the indignant, fluffing up reaction he knows he is going to get.

It's a good thing he is wearing gloves so the white-knuckled grip he has on his cup is not immediately visible. ]

You will summon and find many others, Aruji. Soon, it won't be so quiet in here.

[Once someone gets wind of him having summoned Mikazuki, they'll probably ask him to try it more to see if his luck holds out, after all. And now that there are three of them, missions and expeditions become possible.

Mikazuki blinks at the hand extended to him, but after a moment of hesitation, he takes it, groaning a little exaggeratedly as he gets to his feet.]

Lead the way, Aruji.

[Okay, so maybe not the most respectful way to address your master, but this master doesn't seem like he stands much on ceremony.]

[cranelike]

(Once they hear, they'll surely want to see how far his luck will go. It won't be long until Mikazuki is surrounded with other familiar faces but until then, it's just the four of them.

He laughs lightly at Mikazuki's groan and gives his hand a friendly squeeze,)

Are you really an old man? (He isn't convinced. Sure, the spirits he's working with are old but are they really so old they have to creak and moan just from getting up? Regardless, he'll humor this old man and be his guide.

He's light and quick on his feet, leading him excitedly down the outside patio, following along the garden until they come to a certain room that will surely offer it's inhabitant a beautiful view.

The room itself is mostly empty with only a few pieces of furniture and some bedding folded in the corner but it's easy to imagine the place being fixed up to preference in time,)

What do you think?

(He glances down the corridor and points,)

My room is over there.

(The corner room which is in a quieter spot.)

[tsukijiji]

I am. I was made more than a thousand years ago, Aruji. I have been in this world for... a very long time.

[Sword spirits do vary in appearances, even tough most of them do tend to skew young. Of course, Mikazuki's body is in perfect working order, his steel as shining as if it was brand new... but he's spent his whole life playing this up, so why would he stop now, even for a curiously familiar new master?

Especially for a curiously familiar new master.

The room is sparsely decorated, but it's just fine for its purposes. With an extra bamboo blind in front of the doors that open to the garden and a dais to cover the bedding, it will feel just like home.

He notes how close he is to his new master's room and nods. It'll be easier to protect him should anything happen.]

Thank you, Aruji. Shall I int toroduce myself my sempai, then?

[Surely he needs to greet the starter sword and tantou.]