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Mr. Pet Play and Tears ([personal profile] hijiwanwan) wrote in [community profile] headshoulderbeesandtoes2015-09-05 03:18 am

勿忘草 Scenario Meme

新撰組勿忘草MEME


 
So you managed to slink your way into the Shinsengumi HQ, huh? How did you do that: Talk to Kondo who's incredibly nice, open-minded, and welcoming is the usual way to go about it, unless you're feeling brave you could attempt to try to convince the Demon Vice-Captain, Hijikata that you can pull your own weight and be useful... Well, kudos! Now though, there's quite a lot of things to do around here- where shall you start? 

SCENARIOS:


Explore! Might as well learn where everything is, right? This place can be overwhelming with all the rooms and troops running about doing their duties... Oh, oops. Did you just get lost?
The Garden: There's quite a lot of laundry to take care of, are you going to help or not? Maybe you just want to take a gander at all the beautiful plants (they look thirsty- should you water them?), or feed some stray cats that happen to drop by. It's a nice day, especially to relax but don't slack off for too long. 
いただきまーす!The kitchen! If you're going to cook something you better be cooking for everyone else too! Hey- hey wait, you're not here to grab a snack, right? 
The Stash: Looks like you need to talk to Kondo about something (or he needs to talk to you)... Wait, why is he not in his room? You peek at his desk out of curiosity. Looks like someone left their sweets on the desk, is this the infamous sweet-tooth that Hijikata complains about when concerning Kondo? If you take the extra mile to even open the desk you might find some more--...
If you do this you die: Or maybe Hijikata requires your presence? Maybe you just like to bother him? Wow, how nice of you. He's not in his room either... What a cluttered desk: papers everywhere, mostly work that's Shinsengumi related but what's this book with "Hogyoku" on it? If you open it up be prepared for an onslaught of awful Haikus if that's the case. 
町に行きたい: Of course, you don't have to be trapped in the headquarters all day, the town is pretty lovely anyway. It's crowded sometimes, so be careful. There's so many shops though, where do you want to go first? A sweet shop called Banrakuya opened recently, and there's always a long line at it (their bean paste wafers are quite good). There's always the sword shop, however inspect them carefully: you never know if you're being sold a fake or not! Maybe you want to shop for a gift? There's plenty of places to buy trinkets, and clothes. 
まーまー祭りだ!Festival time! Are you going to slide down to town to join in the fun? Will you take someone with you and play festival games with them or eat some delicious candy apples? Dress in your favourite festival attire and go before you miss all the fun! Maybe later that night you can watch the fireworks as well.
Meet me in the HQ in 20 minutes for an ass kicking: Remember you're not here to have that much fun. Looks like you've been caught and was lectured about how your swordsmanship is lacking. Time to grab a shinai and practice! Perhaps you can find a good partner to help you while you're at it. 
Any fin is possible if you put your mind to it: After finally getting use to your surroundings, it's time to explore a bit more outward. There's a lovely creek nearby. Do you sit down and just listen to the water flow, or maybe try to test your fishing skills? If anything, it could probably be a tasty dinner for later.
Wildcard! TBH... To be honest... tbh... Just do anything.
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[personal profile] kansexy 2015-09-05 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
⓶ Over The Garden Wall.

What the hell, no!?

[ No, no, no! He's not doing this at all! How dare they make The Great Izuminokami Kanesada do laundry? Not only that, he's pretty sure he's allergic to something around here — like the FLOWERS of all things! Staring at the dirty clothes next to a small pond that's surrounded by round rocks, he shakes his head as he looks away from his chores. ]

Disgusting. No way. I'm not having any of this!

[ He's not! Finally, he gets up from where he's sitting with a great idea that comes to mind. Have someone else do this!

He's walking to the HQ.. there's no one around.. and Kanesada has no phone. Out of the corner of his eyes, he hears it.

B..

It's following him, about thirty feet back, it flaps it's wings and zooms towards Kanesada's way — it's gaining on him!

B.. uzz

He's looking for the entrance of the HQ but the knob has disappeared, Kanesada turns around and there's BLACK ON IT'S FACE! IT'S BLACK AND YELLOW EVERYWHERE!

buzzeouf. ]


NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! LET ME IN, SOMEONE LET ME IN! IT'S AFTER ME!!! [ WHAT IF IT STINGS HIM! ]



いただきまーす!

[ Food! This is what he's about in all honesty! But who would Kanesada be if he was the one to make his own food so what he does next is what he does best. Noticing someone sitting a table not too far away, Kanesada takes this opportunity to cross his arms as he sits down at the table. He's silent at first but it's that type of silence that's warranted a "What's wrong with you?"

Another pause, he stares at the other and his stomach growls just a bit. For being the pissbaby that he is, he blinks once and then twice. ]


Why can't you read my mind! I'm hungry! This is a kitchen right, will you fix me something?
jyoshu: (66.)

UGH I'M LAUGHING we gotta protect the baby of our fam

[personal profile] jyoshu 2015-09-05 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Horikawa also has pretty sharp eyes, but as they look around the area he can't see anything dangerous. Instead he can only hear a small buzz go by his ear as the door is opened and he pulls Kanesada back in. There aren't any enemies, right? They haven't got anything to worry about here and now after all, so Horikawa is stressed? Kanesan you're fine ー Calm down...]

Kanesan, you shouldn't worry our master like that!

[Yes, just look at that totally displeased and kind of rattled look on Hijikata's face. That's full on concern for his favourite sword. He's such a worried dad. Horikawa gets that, so he'll be the naggy one today (as always).]

You aren't doing this to get out of our chores, are you?
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[personal profile] kansexy 2015-09-05 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
What in the.. [ Censor Kanesada, censor!

Anyway, finally inside is when Kanesada quickly slams the door in hopes that he left the bee outside. It's head? It was abnormal for a bee of it's day and age. There's nothing that HIJIKATA HAS TO SEE THERE'S NOTHING BECAUSE KANESADA WON'T LET ANYTHING GET HIM! ]


It was an ENEMY! It was big and it flies so fast! You don't understand, it was after me? What if it attacked me!?

[ He almost DIED! Hear him out? It was so scary!? When will Horikawa and Hijikata understa—

Buzz.

It's that sound again. IT'S THAT SOUND AGAIN and out the corner of his eye.. INSIDE THE HQ.. he sees it. ]


NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[ And he's off, down the hall and turning a left. ]
jyoshu: (05.)

please he's a delicate flower master

[personal profile] jyoshu 2015-09-05 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah? Kanesan? Kanesaー!?

[He's... Okay, even if it's Kanesan, and Horikawa doesn't have high expectations for Kanesan in domestic chores, but even if it's Kanesan he can hardly believe this much fuss is being made over a bee! It's not like it's even near him, since it seems to be buzzing around to mind it's own business? He winds up with his mouth open looking like he doesn't quite know what to say, but at least he's calm enough to listen to Hijikata's orders.

Well, he usually expects to be doing his partner's chores for him anyway, so he nods. Not to mention his master looks like he could use his nap-san right about now, so Horikawa wants to ease his stress some.]


Right. A jar? I'll get it right away!

[AND HE'S OFF! Not entirely sure where he can get a jar but he has a few ideas, he'll be sure to be back in time to watch Kane and Hiji making fools of themselves over a bee and the fact that people say this mess of a sword resembles his master.]
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[personal profile] kansexy 2015-09-05 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ TIRED! He decides to hide in a closet though it's a little too small for him so he has to sit down with his back against the side and his knees bent as his feet press against the other side. If he hides here, the bee will never find him and for once he's — (ao oni voice) SHIVVERING. What if it gets him, why doesn't Hijikata or Horikawa understand that it's after him: that bee!

For now, he'll sit in here with the doors shut and no one can find him NO ONE!! He knows that this is best. Arms wrapping around his legs as he looks in the dark space that he sits, it'll never be able to find him here as long as he's quiet.

This is exhausting, lonely and sad! Why did that bee come for him, he doesn't even remember that he left his master and partner in the dust. This happens when you have that newfound UCHIGATANA speed honestly! Haha, goodbye tachi lyfe, no more slo life. Call him daddy long legs he guesses! Anyway, no one will find him here and he'll try his best to stop SHIVVERING because possibly the closet he's hiding in is probably doing the same.

Okay. He's fine, it'll be okay. NO MONSTER OR BEE WILL OPEN THE DOOR! ]
Edited 2015-09-06 00:03 (UTC)
jyoshu: (79.)

these titles feel like hori and hiji discussing parenting techniques while kane just ._. why

[personal profile] jyoshu 2015-09-06 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[It hasn't taken him long, and quickly Horikawa is heading back towards the sound of Hijikata's yelling. That's kind of strange though, isn't it? Kanesan wasn't exactly running quietly, rather, stomping through he halls like he hadn't yet learned how to step lightly. Horikawa's expression betrays his confusion when he finally draws to a stop in front of Hijikata, holding up the jar proudly.]

I got it, Master! Huh? Is Kanesan missing?

[Though his concerns are more along the lines of: where is the bee? He didn't go get that jar for nothing, did he? With the absence of Kanesans panicked yelling it seems to be the case so far, so things aren't looking too good for him. He looks left, and then right.]

Ah. Do you think he left back outside because of the bee? It seemed to disappear when he ran off.

[A small buzz near the closet his left may suggest otherwise, though?]
kansexy: (10.)

._. why

[personal profile] kansexy 2015-09-06 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Safe and ready to relax. For this moment, he tries to remain calm but that doesn't last for long as he hears it. No. No. No. No. NO. DID IT COME BACK!? He's so tired, he really is as he jumps up rather quickly from the buzzing sound that comes from inside the closet. His head hits the top of the place he's hiding in with a loud THUMP. ]

NO, MY SACRED SANCTUARY. ANYWHERE BUT HERE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[ There's a lot of sound coming from the closet as he tries to get out, pushing at the doors as the buzz causes him to jump out and to the floor. Falling face first which hurts, he can't help but raise his head as embarrassment reddens upon his features and tears swell from his eyes from the fact that Hijikata and Horikawa saw. ]

That damned bee, making me look like a fool!

[ There it is again, buzzing towards Kanesada as apparently it wants to land on his hair, maybe those few flower petals that had fallen in his hair from when he was to go laundry is the cause. As it buzzes a little closer, the uchigatana quickly gets to his feet and makes a run past both his master and partner. He's tired, so he bends down and tries to hide behind Hijikata and use him as a shield against the bee. ]

MASTER GET IT!! KUNIHIRO GET IT!! IT'S COMING FOR ME!!!!!!!!

[ Sniffle and a huff, he sees it and lord, why does it follow him!? WHY! There he goes, running straight and then into a wall before he crawls into another room. ]
jyoshu: (94.)

v_v kanesan

[personal profile] jyoshu 2015-09-13 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, it'd be pretty hard to miss the series of thumps, screams, and uchigatana tumbling out onto the ground before them, only to scurry behind their master at the mere sight of a bee of all things ー jeez, Kanesan, calm down, will you! It doesn't take long for Kanesan to flee further, (with extra points for embarrassment,) and Horikawa is already tracing the bees movements closely with his eyes when Hijikata speaks the command. He gives a nod.]

Leave it to me, Master! [Here he goes! Opening the lid of the jar as he follows after the insect, it definitely does seem to be set on following Kanesan, doesn't it? Curious... But he's pretty quick, and pretty lucky too, so it doesn't take Horikawa more than a moment's chase to catch it.

The nearest person to him is Kanesan, so to make a point of the safety, he crouches down to hold the jar up to his partner's face.]


It's fine now, Kanesan. See? It can't hurt you from in here. I wonder if we should name it..?[Pushes it closer to his face.... Kanesan needs to see Just How Safe he is? Though he's heard bees are useful, too! Horikawa makes sure he's made his point before calling a little bit louder:] I caught it! You should come help me get Kanesan, Master!

[Lying on the floor is not elegant at all.]
gravesite: dns (▶ push my mind around)

⓻ i'm here and tired and ready to kick hijikata's ass post-shiptrap for remembering

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-11 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ who knows how he got here... maybe there was a shinsengumi event, and all of the swords got to spend a day here without their presences messing up history? maybe it was because tsurumaru kept asking the saniwa to let him go to world 6? a mystery... but what's important is that he's here now....

EITHER WAY!! with the festival going on tonight, the saniwa has allowed the swords to roam as freely as they want, with no other mission than to have fun. this is more difficult for some swords than for others, but for tsurumaru, it's not hard at all, with things such as goldfish scooping, booths, prizes, and whatnot.

he's on his way back to a few of the other swords, having decided to take the long way back with not too many people on this particular path, half-bitten candy apple in hand, when he feels someone collide into him. for a moment, the sensation feels a little familiar (where the person's head comes up to, and how he wants to rest his chin on it),

but when the person looks up, his eyes widen, recognizing the face that he sees. ]


Hij—

[ and he shuts his mouth immediately. no, no. of course not, don't do that, what good is it now, when he won't remember you? so tsurumaru resigns to giving him a polite smile, the kind that he gives to people whom he's never met before. ]

Aha, sorry about that! I didn't see you there. You're kind of short, you know?
Edited 2015-09-11 22:17 (UTC)
gravesite: dns (▶ if it's a little bit close)

1/2

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-12 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ and there's the smirk that he, as a tachi, would run into world 6 and die just to see; but the expression is too knowing, and to tsurumaru, there's something feels strangely off about all of this.

but he swallows the feeling, letting out a nervous laugh, because it's probably just him, just from the situation stirring up past feelings, and it probably doesn't mean anything. ]


What are you talking about...? If you're looking for Horikawa or Kanesada, they're over there
gravesite: dns (▶ and when it's too much)

UGHHHHH HIJI HOW DARE YOU BE WEAK i'm dying ugh my heart it can't go on im seppukuing

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-12 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ and then, it sinks in.

oh no.
ohhhhhhhhhhh no.
oh no, hijikata didn't.................

before anything else happens, there's a loud shriek, and he's grabbed a fistful of hijikata's robe, smacking him across the cheek with the bitten end of his candy apple. (as much as tsurumaru wants to use the apple as a blunt object, he kind of wants it back after he's done, not stuck somewhere in hijikata's hair.) ]


How could you go back and ask to remember, after I said all of that? After I did all of that? You promised that you were going to forget, so I—

[ and he might be tearing up, just a bit, because as embarrassed as he is... at the bottom of his heart, he's a little relieved. still, that doesn't change how tricked he feels now!!! ]

Ugh!! You're horrible. You're the worst, the absolute worst, did you know that?! What about everything you said, about your honor, about your duty to the Shinsengumi, or something?! Why did you change your mind?
gravesite: dns (▶ i fucked up well)

UGH YOU EMBARRASSED ME I HAVE TO SEPPUKU BEFORE YOU **TAKES YOUR LINE**

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-12 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
When you put it that way... I guess you're right. It's a little strange coming from me, but... you've grown, from when I first met you. And I think that the Shinsengumi is lucky to have someone like you, who won't run away.

[ his next words are muttered quietly. ] It doesn't change how you remember everything, though, and I mean everything. [ and, even more softly: ] I could die of embarrassment, knowing that you remember all of that.

[ really!! he could die........

the way that hijikata's expression lights up in surprise, at the sweet flavor, causes the corners of his lips to tug; it's like watching a child try something for the first time. but his voice is indignant and raised, as he huffs, and his cheeks are only red because he's angry, he swears. ]
It was just what I had in my hand, okay? You should be thankful that I didn't hit you with my sword! I want to, until you can't remember anymore.

[ even with that said... it's not as if he would have in the first place, anyway. it's hijikata, after all. ]

Here. I don't want any of it going to waste, so...

[ he steps closer, gently placing his free hand on hijikata's shoulder, as if to keep him still. a moment is taken to tilt his head to the side, before running his tongue over his cheek, lapping at its surface delicately, until all of the candy residue is gone. he'll back away then, idly patting his sleeve against hijikata's face to dry it off. ]

You did say that you trained me better than that, didn't you?
gravesite: dns (▶ i built a kingdom of your throes)

UGH STOP THIS IS NOT NEWS!!!!! HOW DARE YOU

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-13 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
That was because— you... you don't have to say that out loud, where everyone can hear it!! [ there's a part of him that hopes that the ground would open up and claim him back, but this time, there won't be a conveniently stocked sinkhole to take care of him, and he takes back his thought, ending it with a sharp turn of his head. ] You better remember it well, because it's not as if I'm ever going to say it again.

[ and maybe his actions after that were his form of revenge, but after attracting enough stares from passerbys, he's dragged off somewhere quieter, behind the booths, with only the dim reflections of lit lanterns as their sources of light. ]

Ow!! [ with a whine, he reaches up, shielding his forehead from even more flicks. not everyone can have a forehead protector like the shinsengumis!! ] But you can't tell me that you didn't deserve it, you big, lying jerk. [ he sticks his tongue out, blowing a spiteful raspberry... ]

Ah, we do live at the Citadel. But we're in the middle of a super cool event that lets us hang out here for a few days. [ jazz hands! ] It's kind of like a vacation for our hard work. We even got some pocket money, see? As long as we aren't buying anything terribly expensive, our Saniwa doesn't care what we spend it on.

[ and, about the festival, and whether he's enjoying it; his answer is spoken a bit hesitantly. ] I... think so. I mean, these kinds of things are pretty popular, but I'm not the kind of sword that people usually take to festivals, right? A bad luck charm like me has no place at a celebratory event like a festival, and that's always how it's been.

[ with that said, he smiles again. ]

So, all of this is a little strange... And coming from me, this is odd, but I don't know how to exactly enjoy it in the first place. I'd like to! But I don't really know how.

Still, I wanted to see if I could find you again, if I could see you again— and I succeeded, didn't I?
gravesite: dns (▶ to how my knees prey)

WHY WON'T YOU LEARN THAT SLAPPING DOESNT WORK ON ME!!!

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-13 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Right, right! I didn't take you for a festivities sort of guy, but Kondo has your best interests at heart, doesn't he? Events like these are good for humans, especially for demon vice commanders who feel like marrying their entire workload.

[ there's a faint sparkle in his eye towards the end, smirking in hijikata's direction, but he glances down. ] It's not as if I knew what I was going to do once I found you, though. Under any other circumstances, there's no other reason for a sword like me to talk to you.

In a way, I'm really glad that you remembered.

[ when hijikata pauses, awkwardness radiating off of him in waves, tsurumaru leans forward curiously, listening the offer that comes together in a mumbled mishmash of words. and once he realizes what it is, he's grinning so widely that he feels stupid, everything feels stupid, but blissfully so. ]

Aah, Hiji... Are you, perhaps, asking me on a— [ and he raises his voice here, in the very slightest, rephrasing his word choices. ] —asking me to go to the festival with you?

[ but he quickly relents, feeling that he's embarrassed hijikata just enough; with his hands clasped together, his bright expression is already indicative of his response. ] If you have the time, that is... I wouldn't want anyone else but you to show me.
gravesite: dns (▶ dry it out for days)

UGH STOP DONT LEAVE ME ALONE i'll whine???????

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-14 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ he listens carefully, taking all of hijikata's suggestions into account. and just as expected, it's the goldfish scooping that appeals to him the most (games have his priority, after all) — followed by the food. plus, being a sword makes the whole catching deal easier. ]

Is it difficult for you because the fish keep swimming away, and you can't tie them to one place...? [ it's things like this that he should probably leave unspoken and get him into trouble, but he states it innocently enough, followed with a shrug. ]

Uwaaah, that's— actually pretty thoughtful, coming from you...! [ he's surprised!! the thought of getting to watch fireworks with hijikata is... well... it makes him experience that weird feeling that he felt back on that final morning all over again, and he takes a breath before continuing. ] I don't think I'd want to watch them in a crowded place, either.

Really, Hiji... [ he laughs a bit, moving his sleeve to cover his mouth. even as he appreciates this, it still sounds as if hijikata is awkwardly listing things off; it's cute, and somewhat endearing. ] I may not know my way around festivals, but it looks like you're not too good at this, either.

[ he'll reach for hijikata's hand then, grasping it gently in his, even if he's not the one that knows where that particular booth is. ] Since you're so bad at it, I'll catch you some goldfish— that is, if you show me where it is.
Edited 2015-09-14 02:17 (UTC)
gravesite: dns (▶ don't be afraid)

nap next to me??? hello?? that way i won't be alone and u can nap

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-14 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Things that are taken away from where they live don't tend to live long— unless, you know, they're not mortal. [ he pauses, and his gaze rests somewhere unknown, before quickly shaking his head. ] Aah, sorry, sorry! That was kind of morbid, wasn't it? Maybe if we can put them in the pond, like you said, they'll live for just a little longer.

[ but admist the din of the festival, tsurumaru doesn't catch the last half of what hijikata says, and once they find the booth, he waits for hijikata to do whatever it is that he needs to do to make catching goldfish happen; but tsurumaru sees money being exchanged, so when he accepts the poi and the accompanying bowl, he does so with a bright 'thank you'.

except that once hijikata mentions that it's paper, he tilts his head to the side, looking at the little catching device curiously. ]


Paper? Well, whatever. I'm a sword, so it can't be too hard. This game is like you, I think — it's not patient at all. [ and then there's a wide grin, and a wink afterwards.

but he turns back to the task at hand; taking a moment to examine the large container of goldfish and the best place to strike, he scarcely dares to breathe as he hovers, keeping himself still.

he dips into the enhanced senses that come with being a sword here, seeing why this game would be hard for most humans — his eyes watch the fish like prey, and when he finds the perfect moment—

there's not one, but two light, quick scoops into the water — scoop, bowl, scoop again, bowl — and he's beaming: two goldfish, and minimal usage of the net. (of course, it'll dissolve eventually, but at this rate, it's going to last for a while.) ]


See? Easy!
Edited 2015-09-14 15:42 (UTC)
gravesite: dns (▶ as if we never had the time)

this is why you tie me to the bedpost and you sleep on the bed???

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-15 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Surprised, aren't you? [ he definitely sees it, he definitely sees the way hijikata's expression screamed wow, i'm totally impressed by your catching skills, even if the compliment didn't entirely make its way out of his mouth. ] Haha, you're right — I'll leave some for the children to scoop.

Since I caught two, they'll have each other for company, and they won't be lonely anymore. [ he waits for the person at the booth to put the fish into little plastic bags with some water.

and then, hijikata drags him off to another game. tsurumaru observes as hijikata holds up the ball and points to the prizes — listening, it sounds simple enough: another game that wouldn't be too difficult for him.

except that when he sees the stuffed animals, his eyes light up like a child on christmas day. he wants all of them, and he's trying to figure out if making the ball bounce off of the sides of the booth is a plausible plan or not...

but for once, he doesn't want to think about himself first; instead, he holds the ball in his hand, turning towards hijikata. ]


Before I do — is there any stuffed animal that you see, that you particularly want? I could get it for you, you know.
gravesite: dns (▶ what's all the trouble)

ughhhhhh because i get lonely??? and i'm a five year old??? dont abandon me >:9

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-16 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ of course, tsurumaru doesn't expect hijikata to entirely leap at the task of picking a cute plushie — it seems as if demon vice captains can't have cute plushies, even demon vice captains with soft, squishy hearts.............

but in the end, hijikata does pick one — and as tsurumaru follows the direction of his finger with his eyes... even among all of the plushies available, that has to be one of the cutest ones there. ]


You wouldn't pick it if you didn't want it at least a little, right? [ there's a curious, thoughtful lilt in his voice, because he wonders if it's true; either way, there's no takebacks (maybe)!! none, this is his cat bean city now.

returning to the task at hand, though, he pulls his hand back, taking careful aim. and his aim is as spot-on as always, easily knocking the cat plushie down; though, a bird plushie manages to fall down with it. ]


Look! [ when he receives the two that he knocked down, he holds them in his arms, showing them off. ] I'd ask you to hold the cat one for me, but what would people say if they saw the kindest demon vice captain in the world with something as cute as this, right?

You know, Hijikata... I like games, and everything, but you should try one too. I mean, it doesn't have to be a game, if you don't like those, but—

[ what's he's trying to say, in a long-winded way, is that he wants to see hijikata enjoying this as much as he is — it can't be too much fun just watching, can it? ]
Edited 2015-09-16 15:15 (UTC)
gravesite: dns (▶ there was an echo)

ugh!!! tfw same feel... sits next to you >:) now we won't be lonely

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-17 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
It only took you what, a month and today to actually compliment me? [ but he's teasing, only teasing; hijikata doesn't seem like the kind of person to dispense compliments freely, after all. ]

I could, but it's a little odd. If I ask them where I got it, I can't say I totally spent the rest of my day with the demon vice commander of the Shinsengumi — Horikawa would have a heart attack, you know. [ yes, hijikata, he still has friends, even if things are a little awkward right now at the citadel........... ]

You can't tell me what to doooo— I'm going to worry about you all I want, because you're old— [ he cuts off when he sees the ball that hijikata throws collide into a pinwheel prize, and if he could clap his hands together, he would have. ] See? You won't know until you try. Now you've won something, too!

[ tsurumaru catches the sound of firecrackers, but not enough for them to officially begin; rather, it's the trial firecrackers, testing the skies to see if they'll light, etc, which basically tells them that the fireworks will start in a few minutes — enough for them to look around for a bit more before heading up. ]

Ooh! Did you want to grab something to eat, before they start?
gravesite: dns (▶ and listen close)

UGH please he's feeling very >:D always??? >:D hijikun

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-17 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Horikawa's been fine. [ and it's the truth — horikawa has yamato, kashuu, kanesada, and nagasone to help him, after all, even if the latter two don't really understand what happened in its entirety. ] For the most part, he's back to the way that he usually was — smiling, being helpful, doing all of Kanesada's chores, too... That kind of guy. Your swords really look out for each other, you know. And looking at you now, I see why they adore you so much, no matter what happens.

Ah, but what about your— [ tsurumaru almost says FRIENDS, but would the big scary Demon Captain who clearly doesn't need a babysitter appreciate acknowledging that he has friends!!!!! ] —er, those other Shinsengumi people? Like the one you were with earlier?

[ but it's not as if he's going to let hijikata bring anyone else with t hem? if he does, they'll just be drop-kicked off of the hill? goodbye? tsurumaru looks over at what hijikata's pointing at, and, well....

he's certainly not opposed to it — dango is sweet, and he does like sweets, after all, but to him, dango only has one purpose. ]


Sounds good! But, Hiji... [ and he gives him a confused look. oh, tkrb dango.... ] I'm not fatigued, why dango?
gravesite: dns (▶ far and faint)

that >: will soon become a >:9 as i hold ur hand to my face and lick ur palm to disgust u

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-17 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ there's a lot that tsurumaru leaves out, because he figures that hijikata probably won't want to sit through those kinds of details, at least not right now — of how awkward the other swords who had remembered had been with him, for the first week or so; of how the saniwa had pulled him aside to ask him if he would be alright, and of course he had said he would be fine, but there are still nights where he dreams of the square, the dogs, and his fingers, bloodstained.

at the mention of souji, tsurumaru tenses, just a little — with how frequently yamato speaks of okita and runs around begging the saniwa to give him TB, how okita died is common knowledge in the citadel. but on the island, none of the shinsengumi swords had said anything, so even now, he chooses to keep it a secret, instead reaching to give hijikata's arm a quiet squeeze. ]
I'm sure Okita will be fine. Things like medicine, and whatnot, are better now than they were, say... two hundred years ago?

[ it still kind of sucks, though, but he doesn't say that part out loud.
but, onto explaining dango: ]


Don't you usually eat dango to restore fatigue? Like, for instance... When we go out on too many sorties, we get tired, and being in that tired state makes our troops, our attacks, and our defenses weaker. We also get this little frowny symbol over our heads — orange or red, depending on how tired we are.

But then, our Saniwa gives us dango, and bam! Just like that, we're not fatigued anymore, and we can go out on sorties again at full strength.

Isn't that what dango is for?
gravesite: dns (▶ i built a kingdom of your throes)

oh.... thats disgusting............. do it again >:9

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-19 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ when his explanation of dango is met with the world's most confused look, tsurumaru puts his hands on his hips, his expression not unlike the frowny symbol he spoke about ten seconds ago. wasn't this common knowledge? dango for fatigue, charms for protection against breaking, koban for new wallpaper, and so forth. ]

What do you mean, "that's it"? Dango does so much more than that.

[ but before he can explain, he's taken to the sweets stand, where something is promptly stuck into his mouth, mid-gasp. did he just—? immediately, there's a muffled sound as he reaches for the end of the stick, pulling it back out of his mouth. yeesh, hiji!! this is not the kind of surprise he's into... ]

Don't just— [ and he'd complain, except he's taken a bite into the dango, and 1. he recognizes it, but 2. it's not the dango that he knows... where are its magical healing qualities??? however, 3. as much as he wants to stab hijikata with the dango stick, too, the dango is actually.... pretty sweet.... and he likes it...... a lot... so he holds onto it instead, chewing loudly. ]

I mean, as swords, we're not used to eating unless we have to, so food's pretty strange to us.

[ a huff. ] We get it from the Citadel! Our Saniwa, and everything. We go out to our sorties — battles, we fight these monster-ish things, instead of other people or other swords, and then we become stronger. At first, the whole system's kind of hard to get used to, but you get used to it in a few days.

Is that weird?
gravesite: dns (▶ oh i would say)

BECAUSE!!! IM DO-M please learn

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-19 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he follows hijikata as directed, weaving through the slowly thinning crowds of people as they exit from the festival street, the lantern lights growing sparser and more dim. tsurumaru talks on the way there, once the crowds lessen enough to the point where he won't have to shout to be heard. ]

But before the Saniwa summoned us to the Citadel, I was from your world. I mean, not really your world, since I was never a Shinsengumi sword, but you know. During the era of the Shinsengumi, I was... let's see... I was owned by the Date family? Or something.

When we think about it like that... you and I probably looked at the same set of stars every night.

[ almost instantly, he lets out a quiet laugh, more to hide his embarrassment, than anything else, because wow, that came out far more embarrassing than he thought it'd be. ] Sorry, sorry! That's a little too cheesy for your tastes, isn't it?

You should treat yourself more often. Maybe, if you eat enough sweet things, it'll make you sweeter than you already are, too!! [ how quickly hijikata finishes the stick, talking around the dango in his mouth like a child, makes him smile. and here he was, thinking he was the five year old... once they follow the path, they find the shrine that hijikata mentioned. seeing it brings back nostalgic thoughts, of days spent at a shrine that he once knew, and tsurumaru pauses in front of it, just for a bit. ]

You humans are fond of those, aren't you? I used to live at a shrine, too, so at the start of every new year, there would be a lot of people that gathered to visit and make wishes, and it was really nice. I was meant to live there forever, but you know...

Most humans are terrible creatures. I don't think you're terrible — I think the opposite of it, actually, but most of them are just... [ abruptly, he skips ahead a little, as if to run from the weight of the words that he'd suddenly dropped. ]

Hurry, hurry!! I want to see the lake.
Edited (i forgot my title im tired) 2015-09-19 23:28 (UTC)
gravesite: dns (▶ push my mind around)

UGH.... you'll never learn.... and i love that :9

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-21 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
You exist for a century, or two, or ten, and you pick up some things. At least, that's the way I've seen it. [ this is the sword that asks about love letters and presents and assumes that they're for him, after all... when it comes to words, he's always had a particular knack.

why does hijikata keep trying to deny this!! his cheeks puff as he sighs, reaching with a finger to poke at what of hijikata's face that he can reach, behind that sleeve. ]
Nooo, no, I won't have any of that. You're lucky my arms are full — if you stuff your face with too much dango, I'll want to squish your cheeks, you know. Squish, squish, squish— until you accept what I say!

[ he's never been the kind of person to elaborate on his past (it's longwinded, a mouthful to say, and immensely demoralizing, but from that, tsurumaru leaves hijikata with one thing. ] Hijikata... I know that you're a man of his word, but if you ever decide that you need more blades than Izuminokami and Horikawa, well— to put it vaguely... Promise me that you won't ever steal swords, okay? Can you do that much for me? In a way, we're like humans: being kidnapped is pretty traumatizing to us.

[ technically, tsurumaru only steps ahead by a few feet before stopping, because it's hijikata that knows the rest of the way there, not him. he's all too willing to allow him to take the lead once more, trailing behind him, watching how the wind catches hijikata's haori by its threads and lifts it behind him like some cape.

in a way, it's more than just a little breathtaking. (but it's not as if he's going to say any of that out loud.)

once they reach the hill, tsurumaru sets what he's been carrying in his arms down on the grass, in a dry patch next to them, before looking out towards the lake; and it's clear from the way that his eyes brighten, and from the way that his jaw drops, and how he very much looks like a child at a candy store, that he's impressed with what he sees.

when he finally tears his gaze away, he finds hijikata sighing and complaining about his legs? hello? hello!! ]
Aah, if you're complaining about your legs, then I'll carry you back. [ please don't take him up on this. he can't. he's going to die. rip, tsuru.

but he sits down quickly enough to catch the first fireworks, and once he does, he idly... very casually... pushes his weight towards the side, towards hijikata, leaning against his shoulder. ]
Edited (im tired) 2015-09-21 03:51 (UTC)
gravesite: dns (:O)

UGH I TURNED INTO A CHEESE how dare you

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-09-29 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Well... [ without a doubt, there's no way that such a light sword like tsurumaru could carry hijikata? how much does that fine ass even weigh? still, tsurumaru's exceedingly insistent about this, about the fact that he can (even though he cant, but he likes to dream). ] You know what they say about trying! If I carry you while no one's watching, does that still ruin your reputation, oh-so fearsome demon vice captain?

[ but the first sparks of the firecrackers catch his attention then, as they light up the dark; there's amazement reflected in his eyes, and he's slowly reaching for a small piece of rice cake set down on the plate, squishing it between his fingers before he takes a bite, then two, then five, until the cake in his hand is gone in under thirty seconds, leaving his fingertips faintly powdered. ]

You know, Hiji... [ a pause. ] Humans love that, don't they? Everything that happens in springtime: flowers blooming, the cherry blossom viewings. I think that... when humans love something so much, we grow to love it too, just as much. [ although he gives a gentle, irrepressible laugh afterwards, covering his mouth with the back of his hand, and it's clear that he's found this amusing, and a bit heartwarming, as well. his gaze will still rest on the water's surface, trying to see what hijikata sees: a splendidly saturated landscape of the colors that light up the night sky; in a sense, it's truly something.

and naturally, when hijikata asks him to look up, tsurumaru looks towards the sky, because that's what any normal person would do. where else is up??? still, even he surprises himself with how he doesn't flinch at his touch, allowing his chin to be lifted, though he voices some initial confusion: ]


What are y—

[ he doesn't have time to finish his sentence, as he's cut off— it takes him a second or two for his mind to catch up; but once it does, he finds that he's far from being opposed to it, tilting his head to the side, fingers slowly reaching to grasp handfuls of black cloth and to pull him closer. (and maybe, just maybe, it's because of the dango, or something else altogether, but hijikata tastes sweet, dizzyingly sweet— it fills his lungs and his mind like fire, and he wouldn't mind breathing this in and out for the rest of his life—)

he's almost a bit disappointed when they break away, eyes slowly lifting, resting somewhere beneath hijikata's gaze, because even with the light of the fireworks, he's grateful that the night hides the way that his cheeks have probably turned ten shades darker. still, he rebounds quickly — and there's soon a playful smirk that rests across his expression, pressing two of his fingertips against his lips, because even as he asks, he already knows the answer, and it's not down the path that he's purposely leading hijikata. ]


My, my— do most masters kiss their swords like this?
gravesite: dns (sin! sin! sin! sin)

UGH my stats are bad for a tachi i can't be tsuyoi... unless you train me :^)

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-10-01 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
Yup — that Saniwa person. [ his answer comes out reluctantly, as if he's stating something unpleasant, because unlike most of the other swords, he doesn't hold too much attachment to their saniwa; but his tone significantly brightens as he quickly moves on, lips curving into a wry smile. ] That's right, that's what I am. Tell me that every day — because if you don't, I'll forget my place. [ that's a flat-out lie; there's no way that he could possibly forget.

his gaze flickers up, meeting hijikata's eyes as he asks: ]
If 'master' won't do, then what should I call you? What should I refer to you as? [ he pauses, waiting expectantly — because he's genuinely curious! it's something he's wanted to know for a long, long time.

either way, it's odd — how used to hijikata's touch that he's become, watching him idly as his hand rests on his chin once more, pulling him closer; and tsurumaru obliges, leaning forward. and when he feels lips press a kiss against his cheek, he shuts his eyes, almost instinctively, feeling something in his chest tighten — is this what they call excitement? (he'll open them again, once the warmth leaves that side of his face, to check that this isn't a dream, to check that when he looks at the world again, it's the same blur of lights and darkness and forest and hills and hijikata.) ]


Look, when it's you, it's not as if I can help liking it—

[ almost immediately, there's an indignant scoff that leaves him, which doesn't help him out, exactly — when hijikata lets go, the embarrassment written plainly across his face far worse than before, because he's no stranger to harsh treatment (you can always be repaired, a family had told him, a century prior to this one); gentle gestures, on the other hand, are more out of his domain.

to calm himself, he takes a deep breath; and while tsurumaru can still hear his heartbeat in his ears, quickening ever so slowly, he's adaptable, if anything. grasping the situation one more, he tilts his head to the side, his expression somewhere between a grin and a leer. ]


Then, if you want me to get used to it... you'll have to do this to me more often — kiss me more often, until it's all I think about.
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ugh... it's what you're best at... hangs up Collaring Ph. D on your wall

[personal profile] gravesite 2015-10-06 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ it takes him a great amount of effort not to smile against hijikata's lips, but he does it anyway, because he's the extremes of the spectrum — his heart is either emblazoned onto his sleeve, or it's hidden from human sight, and in this case, it's the former; if he could, he'd shower hijikata with his affection, but for now, he'll settle for pulling him closer, kissing him back with just as much force, allowing his eyes to close shut.

he lets out a gasp when the golden accessory at his neck is yanked, voicing some kind of muffled involuntary protest, inhaling air from hijikata's lungs directly, to compensate how his breath cuts. (and there's a part of him that wishes hijikata would do it again, until he can't breathe anymore— but that'd be asking for too much, he thinks, so tsurumaru resigns for merely grabbing small bunches of black fabric and tugging insistently, because while swords don't need oxygen, really — humans do.)

when hijikata pulls away, tsurumaru's chest feels as if it's on fire, and he doesn't doubt that it's the same way for hijikata. with him hovering less than a centimeter from his face, tsurumaru opens his eyes then, seeing his own gaze reflected in hijikata's; and he comes to the startling realization that he's close — close, in the way that tsurumaru's spent almost his entire life fearing, but maybe it's because of the unique circumstances that had preceded this — maybe it's because of more things than he can think about at this moment, his head spinning with more thoughts than he can comprehend—

but for the first time in eight hundred years, tsurumaru allows himself to ask for what he truly wants, and when he speaks up again, it's full of determination, and even through the sound of the fireworks, his voice is audible. ]


I want you to want me. I want you to look at me, and tell me that I belong to you— and I want you to mean it. I want to belong to you more than I want to belong to the Saniwa.

[ naturally, it comes out a little stifled, with quiet gasps and whines sprinkled in between, as he tilts his neck towards the side, fingers curling into the edges of hijikata's robe; because while he isn't going to admit it as clear as day, he likes this attention — it makes him feel spoiled, it makes him feel valued, and he revels in it, until he's absolutely certain that no amount of adjusting the chains at his neck will hide the darker marks left behind. tsurumaru moves afterwards, separating until he can gently cup hijikata's cheeks with his hands, then leans in, bumping his forehead against his.

he doesn't take too long to think, because truthfully, it's already been something on his mind for a while — while tsurumaru can come up with variations of the name hijikata until the world ends, chopping off letters here and there to piece together tinier nicknames, that's only half. so, tsurumaru finally says it — slowly, deliberately, like a child pronouncing a word for the very first time. ]


Toshizou.

[ and, beaming proudly like the child who's pronounced it correctly on its first try, yellow eyes glowing with delight: ] That's your first name, isn't it?