(After returning from their mission, Hizen had retreated. It was his second time experiencing an abandoned world and he wasn't sure about how to feel about being chosen without anything being explained to him.
Actually, he wasn't really sure what to make of this citadel at all. His evaluation had been straightforward enough. He'd judged that the citadel and saniwa were competent enough to earn a passing mark. The government had decided continued assessment would be good and he hadn't thought anything about it.
And then he'd started to learn about some of the mysteries here. Or rather, the mystery. Who was the first sword here? Why wouldn't anyone tell him? It must have happened early in this citadel's run if so few swords seemed to remember.
But after coming back from that recent mission, he didn't really want to think about much. Two abandoned worlds so close to each other was enough for him. All of them had needed their time and space. Ookanehira went to bother Uguisumaru. Nansen retreated to be with the Ichimonji. Izuminokami was quickly swept up by the other Shinsengumi swords and even Mutsunokami had gone to check on him for a moment before turning his attention to Hizen who ditched the uchigatana to go nap while Nankaitarou did some research.
He doesn't know what happened to Yamanbagiri. He couldn't get a read on that guy. He can't imagine Chougi looking out for him. Who else was there...? Horikawa and Yamabushi? One of the Samonji swords...? The blue one, right? The tall one...?
it's the middle of the night when Hizen leaves the other Tosans to sleep. He slips away quietly without waking any of them and he makes his way to the kitchen when here's something in a nearby room. Whose room was that? Right, it was that guy's room... he slept alone these days. Strange. The door is cracked open just slightly... and he tiptoes over to peek inside and see what the moody bastard is doing.)
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Actually, he wasn't really sure what to make of this citadel at all. His evaluation had been straightforward enough. He'd judged that the citadel and saniwa were competent enough to earn a passing mark. The government had decided continued assessment would be good and he hadn't thought anything about it.
And then he'd started to learn about some of the mysteries here. Or rather, the mystery. Who was the first sword here? Why wouldn't anyone tell him? It must have happened early in this citadel's run if so few swords seemed to remember.
But after coming back from that recent mission, he didn't really want to think about much. Two abandoned worlds so close to each other was enough for him. All of them had needed their time and space. Ookanehira went to bother Uguisumaru. Nansen retreated to be with the Ichimonji. Izuminokami was quickly swept up by the other Shinsengumi swords and even Mutsunokami had gone to check on him for a moment before turning his attention to Hizen who ditched the uchigatana to go nap while Nankaitarou did some research.
He doesn't know what happened to Yamanbagiri. He couldn't get a read on that guy. He can't imagine Chougi looking out for him. Who else was there...? Horikawa and Yamabushi? One of the Samonji swords...? The blue one, right? The tall one...?
it's the middle of the night when Hizen leaves the other Tosans to sleep. He slips away quietly without waking any of them and he makes his way to the kitchen when here's something in a nearby room. Whose room was that? Right, it was that guy's room... he slept alone these days. Strange. The door is cracked open just slightly... and he tiptoes over to peek inside and see what the moody bastard is doing.)