Ehehe, surprised? A lightly sweet cake means everyone would be more willing to eat it with me. I love sweeter things, but it's no fun to leave people out.
That is to say, Kashuu is understandably still very concerned about Ima. Everything seems to have shifted back to some semblance of normalcy (or as normal as things can get in Cerealia), but their still-missing comrades and the pieces of cloth he'd brought back weigh heavy as reminders that peace will never fully be able to return this time.
It's why Kashuu doesn't just let things sit as he usually might. Instead, he's seeking out Imanotsurugi as soon as he's had some time to get his bearings and as soon as some recovery time has passed. He'll be knocking on Ima's door, but if he doesn't get an answer, he'll give a call too.]
[ Normalcy is good and very, very appreciated. Okay, so maybe a lot of the swords are resting right now because that time was true sword hell, but nice long naps are totally a form of appreciation.
Ima gets to the door just fine when he hears knocking. Sure, he's in a t-shirt and shorts with his hair down and dragging on the floor, that's not very presentable, but grandpa don't care. He looks pretty... content, with a warmth to his features that was completely goon before. How he's gonna greet the peanut post-apathyhell is by hugging Kashuu tightly right after opening the door. ]
Ehehehe, it's Kashuu-kun! You're out and about, that's good, really good!
[Ah, look at that grandpa and his 1000 miles of hair, good lord...
But then he's being hugged! And it's honestly kind of a relief...! Swords take to trauma in so many different ways (wow, it's almost like they're real people or something), so he wasn't sure what to expect from Ima after all of that - but this is fine. This is okay. He reaches out to return the hug, one hand lifting so he can ruffle Ima's hair with both affection and relief that he can't entirely keep at bay.]
Mmmhm! Can't let that stuff keep me down forever, yeah? [If he did, then he wouldn't be able to go mcstabbin things later!!]
It's good to see you up, too. How're you feeling? [And then, gently tugging at a lock of hair framing Ima's face:] Want me to put this up for you?
Ehehehe, this is what makes younger uchigatana so great~ Nothing keeps you guys down!
[ Isn't the sheet of silky hair lovely? A nice girl even said it reminded her of powdered sugar, that's really cute! Anyway, Ima's pretty good at bouncing back... somewhat. There is a thing that happened as well, having nothing to do with the mirror incident but would be absolute heresy if he didn't comment on it. After all... they were so close. ]
Oh right! I definitely have my feelings again, which is... a relief! Even if I know because Iwatooshi's gone, and I miss him.
[ He shuffles his feet, but seeing Kashuu holding his hair has him smiling again. ]
Kashuu-kun can do whatever he likes! I trust his skill~
We'd be no better than the real grandpas if we couldn't do that, right?
[But this is said in an openly teasing tone, so he clearly doesn't mean anything bad by it. That little comment definitely gives him pause, though. He hadn't been anywhere near as close to Iwatooshi as Imanotsurugi, but it still bothers him whenever a comrade leaves. Even moreso now, with the new knowledge of that altar... Though it's been destroyed, at the very least. Damn the consequences.]
I'm glad your feelings are all back where they belong. [Another little hair ruffle for his powdered sugar hair!] ...We'll find a way to get him back, just like everyone else.
[Kasen, Midare, Ichigo, Jiroutachi, Taroutachi, Hotarumaru, Nagasone, Yasusada, Horikawa, Kanesada, Souza, Iwatooshi, Mitsutada, Ookurikara, Shishiou... And that's not even counting the ones who had never even appeared in the city properly, like Gokotai, though he hopes they were spared if nothing else. He lapses into silence for a second before gently grabbing Ima's hand and moving to lead him off.]
[ He has accepted his old age with grace-- after all, it hasn't stopped him from being usually chipper. Also Kashmoney is a punk. A cute punk, but still a punk. ]
Mm-hm~! Let's work hard to get them back.
[ Kashuu's words do comfort Ima, which makes him feel even more assured he's back to normal. He wants to believe they're all okay! Wherever they are. He hasn't been in Cerealia as long as some, but he's realized that a lot of the fellow swords came and left... so he should cherish the time he has with the others here, then.
As he's led out of his room, Ima helps out by grabbing his hair near the end in a nice bundle, so it doesn't drag on the floor and get tangled. Haru's the one who politely nags Ima to keep it off the floor, unless he wants to hear Ishikirimaru or Doudanuki complain about silvery long strands everywhere. ]
Hehe, that sounds pretty! Where does Kashuu-kun learn these?
[He is 100% a punk, but at least he makes up for it by being vaguely endearing...
There's a little hum in response to Ima at that, either way. It's a little hard for him to look at things in quite the same light, because no matter how much time he has with his comrades, it's never quite enough - and there's no way he can accept their continued disappearances now, even though he'll discover soon enough that the altar has been destroyed. But Rei will also be correct about that. Damn the consequences, if it means his missing comrades can rest.
He'll lead Ima over to his bed though, and pause to search for a brush. No need for ties or pins since he carries like 1000 of them on his person at any given time...]
From my work, or from stylists who work downtown. There are waaay more types of braids than I ever thought, y'know? Crown, fishtail, French... Where's your comb?
[ "Vaguely?" Grandpa tantou believes that's an understatement.
...With everything that's going on, and what may happen in the future, maybe, Ima should ask Kashuu about what he knows. The truest sign the tantou here is old is that he doesn't question a lot of things, he just takes them all in stride and moves on forward like they haven't done any lasting damage... They haven't. Yet.
Sorry plush residents of Ima's bed, you need to make room for the master of style! As in Ima gently shoves the off before grabbing a bag filled with combs of varying styles. A gift from Haru, to tame that silvery hair before it attains sentience of its own. He isn't sure which one's good for crown braid, so he hands Kashuu the entire bag. ]
Hehehe... You're a little like Mutsu-kun~
[ Wait, what? Whaaaaat? Is he messing with the peanut now... ]
You're getting used to this era, if we can call it that here. That's nice.
But the ability to move forward is-- important. Even if Kashuu just thinks he's mastered it... He'll follow along after this tiny punk, taking the bag that's handed over and starting to look through. He selects one of the longer combs with wider teeth, and then sits down on the bed, patting the spot in front of him for tiny grandpa to have a seat.
His expression naturally drops into a look of GREAT DISPLEASURE at that comparison, though...]
Hey. If you say something super untrue like that again, my hand might "accidentally" slip while I'm combing your hair and pull it.
[HE'LL DO IT, DON'T TEST HIM!!]
...But yeah, it's pretty hard not to get used to this place after being here for so long.
Huh? But Mutsu is a really gentle sword! Even when he pulled my hair trying to get pieces of bonito flake out of it. It hurt a bit, but he tried...
[ He knows neither of them would like the comparisons... but they both cherish this silly tantou? Ima takes neither of them for granted, even when they're kinda-sorta-rivals? He loves them both and even if he probably can't stop them from insulting eachother or fighting about the dumbest things, but he can't turn his back on one to win the other's favor. No way. ]
Hmm, Kashuu-kun's been here for a very long time~ Before me at least... Do you have fun stories?
[ Five feet of hair means this can take a while. To not get all fidgety and restless, he brings up his knees with this odd star-shaped pillow squished in between his legs and chest for comfort. Honestly though, he's curious of how Cerealia might have changed. ]
I don't wanna hear a comparison like that! I'm nothing like that annoying guy.
[HUFFS AND PUFFS he'll argue this point until he's blue in the face okay, he's got his weird sword pride on the line!! Even if he also knows Mutsu isn't a bad sword or anything... Not even a bad sword to be compared to, but still.
He'll work his way through Ima's hair patiently and slowly, though, careful to ease out any knots and tangles. He's got a lot of patience for this...]
Mmm... I dunno about fun, but I have some stories, sure. I could probably think of some nice ones if you give me a few seconds.
[Every major event has been TRAUMATIZING... And the ones that aren't have a bit of an air of melancholy anyway, since some of the people involved are gone.]
Fine fine... No comparisons with him. Mutsu-kun would probably not like that either~ He'd tell you to act all traditional and Shinsengumi-ish, like Nagaphony-chan.
[ IMA YOU'RE ONLY SUPPOSED TO USE THAT NICKNAME FOR MUTSU'S ENTERTAINMENT- Aw fuck it, Kashuu normally like the grandpa's creative nicknames for the other other swords, so this might get a pass?
Anyway, getting his hair combed so kindly feels nice, so he makes a little humming sound in response. Kashuu's got incredible patience... sometimes the tantou just considers chopping it all off into a bob. It's low-maintenance and seeing the responses of Swordhaus would be worth it. ]
Any Kashuu story is fine... I know Cerealia can be utterly horrible too, when it isn't all cool and modern to marvel at. [ Ima's tone of voice drops a pitch when he says that. ]
[TRAGICALLY NO PASS THIS TIME if only because Kashuu is still very close to every other Shinsengumi sword, and he knows the things that bother them. He's quiet for a second, but then:]
Don't call him that. [Even though there's no real anger in his voice and he moves on to the next topic quickly, it's easy to tell he's Serious™.] And I don't care what that guy wants! Geez, he goes on and on about how people should move forward and then he gets all weird when it actually happens.
[Whatever, Mutsu!! But as he continues brushing (don't chop all this pretty hair off Ima), he considers a good story...]
—Oh! I could tell you how we got Fishy. How 'bout that?
[ Kashuu can't see Ima'a face, but it does sound like he feels bad. That sort of voice has him think of a sad Urashima for a second and that sinks his mood because it's Urashima; that wakizashi should never be upset. Thinking of the Shinsengumi group for a moment also has that effect, since Kashmoney here is the only one, well, here. Still, he straightens up to not make things harder for Kashuu. Also in that same vein of making things easier, he's entirely dropping the topic of dumb Sakamoto sword because this situation can't be helped. Literally. ]
Ah, that scary fish~ I was chalking it up to someone's eclectic taste for why it's around.
[Ah, Ima... He can tell that he does feel bad, so he gently pets his head a little as if to say "there there, it was a mistake, it's okay" even if he doesn't actually say the words. He'll go back to combing then, and take the topic change with ease.]
Nope! Y'know, me and Hotarumaru were the ones who brought it back in the first place. [SURPRISE.] No one else but Haruji knows, though! I didn't tell anyone. But anyway, things were a little different back when I showed up. A bunch of us appeared together with Haruji and we weren't in ViViD like the rest of the new arrivals usually are, but there was a party for us a few days later that one of the residents hosted. It was super nice! I'll tell you more about it too, if you want. There were all these ponds on the property and it was pretty, but then Hotarumaru was looking at the fish and how it sparkled and glowed, and we were both like, that's really pretty. So we decided to catch it! Hotarumaru used his blade which was kinda dumb, but Fishy totally latched on and I had to reel 'em both up 'cause he fell into the pond. But we got it! And Hotarumaru took it home in a little soup bowl. Then we kept it in the toilet for a while, until we got it a tank, where it lives today!
Hehe, what a cute story! Then again, Hotarumaru-kun is very cute, isn't he? And... a little short. [ LOOK HE CAN'T IGNORE IT, THOSE THREE CENTIMETERS MEAN A LOT TO THE THIRD-SHORTEST SWORD. ]
... Doudanu-kun said he thought of feeding my sticker diary to Fishy-kun, but he didn't. I think that's nice of him. He even had to look inside to know it's mine, but he didn't get mad about that, either.
[ That is his experience with super-omnivore fish. It kind of scares him, but that might be because it's gaining a reputation like its pal, the elbow squid.
...Swordhaus, collector of swords, lost spirits, and sea creatures. ]
[ Ima would almost be annoyed at the punkass shirking his duties, but he doesn't even get fish food duty. Probably because there's some rumor that Haru was almost eaten by Fishy. Ima would pretty much be a fish morsel, and they can't have that. Like one day he slips and falls into the tank, then CHOMP... that's probably what Haru imagines. ]
Nah, does he look the jealous type? I mean, I bet he wants Haruji-sama's attention just like the rest of us do, but a petty tanuki he is not.
[ He does the best Donut impression he can while not disrupting Kashuu's careful hair styling. Essentially, he's puffing out his chest with his arms crossed and glaring to the side a bit. ]
It's probably because I left it on the couch and it jabbed him in the back... Actually, do you ever get the red stickers, Kashuu-kun? I know Doudanu-kun gets them and Tsuru-kun too, but do you ever give Haruji-sama headaches?
[He's about the right size to be fish food, honestly... But Haru probably won't let any of the smaller blades near the tank because Hotarumaru ended up with tooth marks, so what would happen to a tantou... Nothing good!!
He laughs in response to that though, since he'd mostly been joking, but he entirely agrees with Ima's assessment.]
Sounds about right! He's pretty good about being giving, isn't he? That guy... [The tanuki impression gets a laugh too. PERFECT.]
Ah, super cranky. [Asking about red stickers, though... He shakes his head right away. HE'S A GOOD BEAN.] Haruji's neeever given me a red sticker before. Not once!
Lucky... I have a few of them since I stay here with person like Ishikiri-san, and I probably shouldn't try to mess with Namazuo-kun's snacks or sneak into Doudanu-kun's room. But. I guess that means that Kashuu-kun is a tidy and good person, according to Haruji-sama. You get a prettier sticker collection~
[ Even if they want to make their master's ugly sweater collection vanish under mysterious circumstances. Ima fiddles with a loose strand of hair that curls to his side, thinking about that "good sword, bad sword" system... Among other things that would constitute being good sword. ]
Oh! I never got to say it before, but thank you, Kashuu-kun.
You'd get a prettier collection too, if you didn't spend so much time messing around with other people.
[He flicks the back of Ima's head at that, but it's gentle and light and affectionate rather than scolding.
The sudden statement gives him pause, though. Even if he can hazard a guess as to what it's about, he doesn't want to jump to conclusions either, so first Ima gets a simple:]
[ A dramatic, small squeak is Ima's response to that head flick. He refrains from whining though; being a good grandpa sword is porbably a better idea. Not just for the stickers, but he should treasure the time he has with the other swords here. It's easier when you're a good child. ]
Will do~ Then maybe, aruji-sama will find me more dependable.
[ One day, he'll be able to feed Mr. Fishy! Or at least be trusted with more chores... WHY CAN'T HE TOUCH THE MICROWAVE?
At the question posed by Kashuu, Ima is dead silent quiet for a moment, rubbing the side of his neck. He managed to distract Haru during the usual "Post-Event Mass Swordhaus Repair Time" to not see the cut, and snuck off with a spare uchiko to fix it himself. ]
[Good grandpas are his favorite grandpas, but let's be real, the only good grandpa here is Ishikirimaru... Not that he loves any of the rest of them any less for being handfuls, of course. They're all very dear to him, even if they lose all of their stickers.]
Haruji already does. I'm totally sure of it!
[Haru loves all of his swords too, after all! Even if he has to ban them from the kitchen because they blow up microwaves... He's sorry he ruined that for everyone.
But that's about the answer he had expected to hear, and he lapses into some serious silence for a moment, himself. But then, he's reaching out again, and he rests his hand over the top of Ima's head in a gesture of solidarity - a way of saying "any time, of course, any time you need me".]
I'm just glad I could help. It's pretty scary, what this place can do to us sometimes.
[He'd thought about what might have happened if he hadn't been patrolling the area then, and it's even scarier.]
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hi, imanotsurugi-kun. this is sayo.
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Ehehe, surprised? A lightly sweet cake means everyone would be more willing to eat it with me. I love sweeter things, but it's no fun to leave people out.
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action, post-event!
That is to say, Kashuu is understandably still very concerned about Ima. Everything seems to have shifted back to some semblance of normalcy (or as normal as things can get in Cerealia), but their still-missing comrades and the pieces of cloth he'd brought back weigh heavy as reminders that peace will never fully be able to return this time.
It's why Kashuu doesn't just let things sit as he usually might. Instead, he's seeking out Imanotsurugi as soon as he's had some time to get his bearings and as soon as some recovery time has passed. He'll be knocking on Ima's door, but if he doesn't get an answer, he'll give a call too.]
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Ima gets to the door just fine when he hears knocking. Sure, he's in a t-shirt and shorts with his hair down and dragging on the floor, that's not very presentable, but grandpa don't care. He looks pretty... content, with a warmth to his features that was completely goon before. How he's gonna greet the peanut post-apathyhell is by hugging Kashuu tightly right after opening the door. ]
Ehehehe, it's Kashuu-kun! You're out and about, that's good, really good!
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But then he's being hugged! And it's honestly kind of a relief...! Swords take to trauma in so many different ways (wow, it's almost like they're real people or something), so he wasn't sure what to expect from Ima after all of that - but this is fine. This is okay. He reaches out to return the hug, one hand lifting so he can ruffle Ima's hair with both affection and relief that he can't entirely keep at bay.]
Mmmhm! Can't let that stuff keep me down forever, yeah? [If he did, then he wouldn't be able to go mcstabbin things later!!]
It's good to see you up, too. How're you feeling? [And then, gently tugging at a lock of hair framing Ima's face:] Want me to put this up for you?
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[ Isn't the sheet of silky hair lovely? A nice girl even said it reminded her of powdered sugar, that's really cute! Anyway, Ima's pretty good at bouncing back... somewhat. There is a thing that happened as well, having nothing to do with the mirror incident but would be absolute heresy if he didn't comment on it. After all... they were so close. ]
Oh right! I definitely have my feelings again, which is... a relief! Even if I know because Iwatooshi's gone, and I miss him.
[ He shuffles his feet, but seeing Kashuu holding his hair has him smiling again. ]
Kashuu-kun can do whatever he likes! I trust his skill~
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[But this is said in an openly teasing tone, so he clearly doesn't mean anything bad by it. That little comment definitely gives him pause, though. He hadn't been anywhere near as close to Iwatooshi as Imanotsurugi, but it still bothers him whenever a comrade leaves. Even moreso now, with the new knowledge of that altar... Though it's been destroyed, at the very least. Damn the consequences.]
I'm glad your feelings are all back where they belong. [Another little hair ruffle for his powdered sugar hair!] ...We'll find a way to get him back, just like everyone else.
[Kasen, Midare, Ichigo, Jiroutachi, Taroutachi, Hotarumaru, Nagasone, Yasusada, Horikawa, Kanesada, Souza, Iwatooshi, Mitsutada, Ookurikara, Shishiou... And that's not even counting the ones who had never even appeared in the city properly, like Gokotai, though he hopes they were spared if nothing else. He lapses into silence for a second before gently grabbing Ima's hand and moving to lead him off.]
I'll do a crown braid for you.
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Mm-hm~! Let's work hard to get them back.
[ Kashuu's words do comfort Ima, which makes him feel even more assured he's back to normal. He wants to believe they're all okay! Wherever they are. He hasn't been in Cerealia as long as some, but he's realized that a lot of the fellow swords came and left... so he should cherish the time he has with the others here, then.
As he's led out of his room, Ima helps out by grabbing his hair near the end in a nice bundle, so it doesn't drag on the floor and get tangled. Haru's the one who politely nags Ima to keep it off the floor, unless he wants to hear Ishikirimaru or Doudanuki complain about silvery long strands everywhere. ]
Hehe, that sounds pretty! Where does Kashuu-kun learn these?
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There's a little hum in response to Ima at that, either way. It's a little hard for him to look at things in quite the same light, because no matter how much time he has with his comrades, it's never quite enough - and there's no way he can accept their continued disappearances now, even though he'll discover soon enough that the altar has been destroyed. But Rei will also be correct about that. Damn the consequences, if it means his missing comrades can rest.
He'll lead Ima over to his bed though, and pause to search for a brush. No need for ties or pins since he carries like 1000 of them on his person at any given time...]
From my work, or from stylists who work downtown. There are waaay more types of braids than I ever thought, y'know? Crown, fishtail, French... Where's your comb?
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...With everything that's going on, and what may happen in the future, maybe, Ima should ask Kashuu about what he knows. The truest sign the tantou here is old is that he doesn't question a lot of things, he just takes them all in stride and moves on forward like they haven't done any lasting damage... They haven't. Yet.
Sorry plush residents of Ima's bed, you need to make room for the master of style! As in Ima gently shoves the off before grabbing a bag filled with combs of varying styles. A gift from Haru, to tame that silvery hair before it attains sentience of its own. He isn't sure which one's good for crown braid, so he hands Kashuu the entire bag. ]
Hehehe... You're a little like Mutsu-kun~
[ Wait, what? Whaaaaat? Is he messing with the peanut now... ]
You're getting used to this era, if we can call it that here. That's nice.
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But the ability to move forward is-- important. Even if Kashuu just thinks he's mastered it... He'll follow along after this tiny punk, taking the bag that's handed over and starting to look through. He selects one of the longer combs with wider teeth, and then sits down on the bed, patting the spot in front of him for tiny grandpa to have a seat.
His expression naturally drops into a look of GREAT DISPLEASURE at that comparison, though...]
Hey. If you say something super untrue like that again, my hand might "accidentally" slip while I'm combing your hair and pull it.
[HE'LL DO IT, DON'T TEST HIM!!]
...But yeah, it's pretty hard not to get used to this place after being here for so long.
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[ He knows neither of them would like the comparisons... but they both cherish this silly tantou? Ima takes neither of them for granted, even when they're kinda-sorta-rivals? He loves them both and even if he probably can't stop them from insulting eachother or fighting about the dumbest things, but he can't turn his back on one to win the other's favor. No way. ]
Hmm, Kashuu-kun's been here for a very long time~ Before me at least... Do you have fun stories?
[ Five feet of hair means this can take a while. To not get all fidgety and restless, he brings up his knees with this odd star-shaped pillow squished in between his legs and chest for comfort. Honestly though, he's curious of how Cerealia might have changed. ]
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[HUFFS AND PUFFS he'll argue this point until he's blue in the face okay, he's got his weird sword pride on the line!! Even if he also knows Mutsu isn't a bad sword or anything... Not even a bad sword to be compared to, but still.
He'll work his way through Ima's hair patiently and slowly, though, careful to ease out any knots and tangles. He's got a lot of patience for this...]
Mmm... I dunno about fun, but I have some stories, sure. I could probably think of some nice ones if you give me a few seconds.
[Every major event has been TRAUMATIZING... And the ones that aren't have a bit of an air of melancholy anyway, since some of the people involved are gone.]
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[ IMA YOU'RE ONLY SUPPOSED TO USE THAT NICKNAME FOR MUTSU'S ENTERTAINMENT- Aw fuck it, Kashuu normally like the grandpa's creative nicknames for the other other swords, so this might get a pass?
Anyway, getting his hair combed so kindly feels nice, so he makes a little humming sound in response. Kashuu's got incredible patience... sometimes the tantou just considers chopping it all off into a bob. It's low-maintenance and seeing the responses of Swordhaus would be worth it. ]
Any Kashuu story is fine... I know Cerealia can be utterly horrible too, when it isn't all cool and modern to marvel at. [ Ima's tone of voice drops a pitch when he says that. ]
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Don't call him that. [Even though there's no real anger in his voice and he moves on to the next topic quickly, it's easy to tell he's Serious™.] And I don't care what that guy wants! Geez, he goes on and on about how people should move forward and then he gets all weird when it actually happens.
[Whatever, Mutsu!! But as he continues brushing (don't chop all this pretty hair off Ima), he considers a good story...]
—Oh! I could tell you how we got Fishy. How 'bout that?
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[ Kashuu can't see Ima'a face, but it does sound like he feels bad. That sort of voice has him think of a sad Urashima for a second and that sinks his mood because it's Urashima; that wakizashi should never be upset. Thinking of the Shinsengumi group for a moment also has that effect, since Kashmoney here is the only one, well, here. Still, he straightens up to not make things harder for Kashuu. Also in that same vein of making things easier, he's entirely dropping the topic of dumb Sakamoto sword because this situation can't be helped. Literally. ]
Ah, that scary fish~ I was chalking it up to someone's eclectic taste for why it's around.
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Nope! Y'know, me and Hotarumaru were the ones who brought it back in the first place. [SURPRISE.] No one else but Haruji knows, though! I didn't tell anyone. But anyway, things were a little different back when I showed up. A bunch of us appeared together with Haruji and we weren't in ViViD like the rest of the new arrivals usually are, but there was a party for us a few days later that one of the residents hosted. It was super nice! I'll tell you more about it too, if you want. There were all these ponds on the property and it was pretty, but then Hotarumaru was looking at the fish and how it sparkled and glowed, and we were both like, that's really pretty. So we decided to catch it! Hotarumaru used his blade which was kinda dumb, but Fishy totally latched on and I had to reel 'em both up 'cause he fell into the pond. But we got it! And Hotarumaru took it home in a little soup bowl. Then we kept it in the toilet for a while, until we got it a tank, where it lives today!
[What a story...]
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... Doudanu-kun said he thought of feeding my sticker diary to Fishy-kun, but he didn't. I think that's nice of him. He even had to look inside to know it's mine, but he didn't get mad about that, either.
[ That is his experience with super-omnivore fish. It kind of scares him, but that might be because it's gaining a reputation like its pal, the elbow squid.
...Swordhaus, collector of swords, lost spirits, and sea creatures. ]
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But Kashuu sure isn't doing anything to change that. He doesn't even help clean the tank like the true punkass he is.]
Mmm, true on both counts! But wow, why would he do that? Was he jealous of all the stickers you got or something?
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Nah, does he look the jealous type? I mean, I bet he wants Haruji-sama's attention just like the rest of us do, but a petty tanuki he is not.
[ He does the best Donut impression he can while not disrupting Kashuu's careful hair styling. Essentially, he's puffing out his chest with his arms crossed and glaring to the side a bit. ]
It's probably because I left it on the couch and it jabbed him in the back... Actually, do you ever get the red stickers, Kashuu-kun? I know Doudanu-kun gets them and Tsuru-kun too, but do you ever give Haruji-sama headaches?
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He laughs in response to that though, since he'd mostly been joking, but he entirely agrees with Ima's assessment.]
Sounds about right! He's pretty good about being giving, isn't he? That guy... [The tanuki impression gets a laugh too. PERFECT.]
Ah, super cranky. [Asking about red stickers, though... He shakes his head right away. HE'S A GOOD BEAN.] Haruji's neeever given me a red sticker before. Not once!
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[ Even if they want to make their master's ugly sweater collection vanish under mysterious circumstances. Ima fiddles with a loose strand of hair that curls to his side, thinking about that "good sword, bad sword" system... Among other things that would constitute being good sword. ]
Oh! I never got to say it before, but thank you, Kashuu-kun.
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[He flicks the back of Ima's head at that, but it's gentle and light and affectionate rather than scolding.
The sudden statement gives him pause, though. Even if he can hazard a guess as to what it's about, he doesn't want to jump to conclusions either, so first Ima gets a simple:]
Huh? What for?
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Will do~ Then maybe, aruji-sama will find me more dependable.
[ One day, he'll be able to feed Mr. Fishy! Or at least be trusted with more chores... WHY CAN'T HE TOUCH THE MICROWAVE?
At the question posed by Kashuu, Ima is dead silent quiet for a moment, rubbing the side of his neck. He managed to distract Haru during the usual "Post-Event Mass Swordhaus Repair Time" to not see the cut, and snuck off with a spare uchiko to fix it himself. ]
Thank you for... saving me when I wasn't myself.
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Haruji already does. I'm totally sure of it!
[Haru loves all of his swords too, after all! Even if he has to ban them from the kitchen because they blow up microwaves... He's sorry he ruined that for everyone.
But that's about the answer he had expected to hear, and he lapses into some serious silence for a moment, himself. But then, he's reaching out again, and he rests his hand over the top of Ima's head in a gesture of solidarity - a way of saying "any time, of course, any time you need me".]
I'm just glad I could help. It's pretty scary, what this place can do to us sometimes.
[He'd thought about what might have happened if he hadn't been patrolling the area then, and it's even scarier.]