[Open] What a charming introduction...

[600kanandscrolls]

▶ WHO: Daihannya Nagamitsu and YOU
▶ WHAT: Daihannya arrives and now it's time to be part of a new world.
▶ WHEN: During the event period
▶ WHERE: Various locations
▶ WARNINGS: High chance of sexy times here

A Gift?

[Well the bracelet is certainly lovely. It has a certain charm to it that he appreciates. Of course, it doesn't quite go with his attire but he's willing to let that slide for the time being. It doesn't clash so there really isn't anything too troubling about it. Besides, he's mildly curious to know what trouble could be prevented by wearing it.

But alas he supposes he should go look into this festival or whatever it is. He can't simply linger about looking at a shiny bracelet even if he wants to.

Which is how he ended up "helping" with the seeds. "Helping" because honestly he spent more time flirting with everyone than working but apparently it's enough to qualify as he walks about with his new tree. A charming thing that glows a soft pink. It's cute really and something he feels will go nicely wherever it is he ends up living. Ah. He should figure that out now...

And so he goes to someone nearby to offer a smile to them.]

Would it be too much trouble for me to ask where the residences are for this place? I'm new and still learning my way.


Cut the Strings

[It's a rather unusual show, this puppet show. However, Daihannya watches it through right up until the puppets look his way and seem to actually be trying to get him to join. It's at this point that he raises a brow before resting a hand on his sword while he goes to look behind the curtain.]

Nothing. Strange.

[The puppets are giggling madly now but he still doesn't appear to be creeped out. Instead he just smiles calmly and then looks over when he hears footsteps.]

I'm afraid you may not enjoy this show. I have a feeling this one is a little darker than the nature of everything else here. Though, I wouldn't mind the company if you'd like to walk elsewhere with me.

[That smile remains as he holds out his hand in offering. Yes. He is flirting despite the creepy situation.]


Let the Animals Out

[Daihannya has worn his bracelet the entire time so he simply finds himself aware of the beauty of the moment. After all, why would he try to take it off? Well, want to at any rate. He already is sure that it can come off since not everyone is wearing theirs.

With that said, he notices a change in others. The way they react to the moons in such a strong fashion. He looks around him curiously as the changes happen and he hums in thought before simply starting to walk away. May as well go home at this point since...

He has to stop on his way towards where he's living now. Because during his walk away he's heard the word spreading fast of others being in danger. Of attacks and... Well, he can't ignore this part as easily as the rest now can he. He was created for battle and so it is in battle that he will find himself. It's the most logical sense at this point.

And that is how he ends up rushing forward towards the fight, sword drawn and immediately stepping in before a victim can be bitten.]

Ah, I'll just go finish it really quick.


Wildcard

[Have another idea? Go for it! I'm ready to follow you!]

Comments

Cut the strings

[sanguinertia]

[ Ruby is such a huge weapons nerd that it would be entirely wrong of me not to have her speak to an actual weapon...not that she knows that. She's short at 5'2" so he's probably towering over her here, but she beams cheerfully and puts her hand in his immediately. It's the sort of warm and calloused palm that's used to hard work - and a scythe. ]

Yeah, sure! [ She's always down to make new friends, even if she's been warned a few times to keep on her guard...Ruby kind of sucks at that. ] But, uh, what do you think's up with them...?

[ A glance is thrown at the marionette show, Ruby's eyebrows lifting in mild wariness. ]

[600kanandscrolls]

I can't be sure.

[He looks back at the puppets before returning his gaze to her. He honestly doesn't feel the callouses, the gloves he's wearing keeping that from happening. But he does notice the scythe. And, well, he can appreciate a fighter. A cute one at that...]

There is no one controlling them to my knowledge. Though perhaps the strings are being held by someone not here.

[sanguinertia]

Or someone we can't see?

[ Someone could be invisible, right? She's pretty sure people can be invisible. Like, if they had a semblance. Or...magic, since magic is a thing here. That is for sure a thing people could have! Not that she knows much about it at all. ]

animals

[cheir]

[ Fiore doesn't seem to be too alarmed by a slavering, snarling, three-headed creature, but she does quickly blink when someone gets between her and aforementioned wolf thing. ]

You're...!

[ The... flirt.

Ah. ]

[600kanandscrolls]

[A glance over his shoulder and he sees it's the young woman from the library. He smiles at her then before returning his attention to the beast that he's blocking with his sword.]

A pleasure to see your beautiful face again. Are you alright?

[cheir]

I'm-- fine, but you don't need to worry about me! This much really isn't a problem!

[ Well. Okay. Said the girl in the wheelchair. ]

A Gift?

[samahl]

[Cyril had enjoyed planting quite a bit. It had been a while since he had worked with trees and seeds and he had to admit a certain fascination with the magic in them. For now, he has a beautiful blue tree to take with him and tend.

Then a handsome man is smiling at him and asking about residents. He returns the smile as his eyes clearly take in Daihannya's body.]

Oh! Yes. You must be one of the new arrivals. I'll walk you back to where the Moonblessed stay?

[600kanandscrolls]

[Oh now he does appreciate someone willing to flirt back with him and the way this pretty thing checks him out says that there will be some mutual appreciation to happen in the future. Well, Daihannya would be a fool to turn something like that down.

So he smiles a little more at him.]

Thank you. I couldn't ask for a more beautiful companion to escort me. Perhaps I'll learn where you stay as well so we might be able to get to know each other better in the future.

[samahl]

[Oh goody! Cyril likes it when people flirt with him! He will happily escalate for you, Daihannya. He grins and replies, in a very suggestive tone,]

Or we could always skip finding your apartment just yet and go straight to mine.

A gift

[nakemen]

[Izuminokami hadn't been much help either but apparently enough to get the stupid bonsai tree. He's not too impressed with it and not even sure of how to take care of it. This sort of thing was definitely not something he was into and he's pondering just tossing it. He probably shouldn't trust it.

However when Daihannya calls out, Izuminokami looks him over. There's something about him that Izuminokami feels like he should know but he can't really figure it out.]

I'm heading that way if you want to follow me. Are you new here?

[600kanandscrolls]

[Ah. He has a sense about this one. A fellow sword perhaps? Though, not one of his citadel so perhaps one of the others has summoned this one already. He may yet see him in the future but for now...]

I am. A pleasure to meet you. I am Daihannya Nagamitsu. I am the masterpiece of Nagamitsu, a swordsmith of the Osafune school.

[He figures he may as well give his full introduction. If this is another sword then he is likely also sensing a familiarity there.]

[nakemen]

[A look of understanding dawns on him and he smiles, much more welcoming now.] You're another sword warrior! They're taking a lot of us, huh? Well, good to meet you, Daihannya. My obaa-san—[He stops and laughs, just a little embarrassed. It seemed disrespectful to call a saniwa that and he hated for another sword to think he didn't respect her because he did.] Sorry um. My saniwa makes us call her that. But I don't think she forged you yet so I didn't know you were one of us. My bad.

[But not one to miss an introduction, he squares his shoulders with a confident grin.] I'm Izuminokami Kanesada, the famous sword of Hijikata Toshizou. I'm pretty useful so you can rely on me while you're here.

cut the strings

[harai]

[As much as Ishikirimaru likes the joy of festivals - and this one is very lively - he still is a shrine sword at heart and that means he'll eventually find his way toward the quieter parts of town. Which means he finds this odd puppet show. And at first it doesn't particularly catch his attention, but the longer he lingers, the stranger he feels, though he can't pinpoint a reason as to why.

Is it just straight-up unsettling? Maybe.

He doesn't get to watch for too much longer, though, when someone speaks to him. Oh, it's the sword he went drinking with! At least it's a familiar face, and one who was good-natured to be around. So he offers Daihannya a pleasant smile in turn.]

Hm...perhaps it would be best to keep our distance from it.

[Though he can't help but wonder why such a show is included at all if it's so drastically different from the rest of the festival's vibe. And why is it just so strange to begin with? He fiddles with the bracelet he'd gotten before. It's for protection, or so he was told. Is this all connected...?

Right. Daihannya offered to take a walk. He shouldn't leave him hanging!]

We can keep each other company. That would be enjoyable, I think.

[600kanandscrolls]

I agree. I always find comfort in the presence of beautiful people.

[He takes another look at the puppets, hand still on his sword just in case. Then he turns to wave a hand for Ishikirimaru to lead the way towards civilization as it were. Or at least somewhere that isn't...here. Daihannya doesn't feel like chancing things further with the puppets and they certainly aren't a work of fine art for him to enjoy.]

How are you enjoying the festivities, Ishikirimaru?

[They can start with that. Obviously.]

[harai]

[Beautiful? Well, if Daihannya has that opinion, then Ishikirimaru can't take that away from him, even if he doesn't particularly share it himself. Not that Ishikirimaru thinks himself ugly, he's just...him. So, instead of arguing, he simply ignores that little compliment and starts to stroll away, looking back to make sure Daihannya is following.

His eyes glance over to the puppets, though. Their eyes seem to follow him and Daihannya and that's definitely unsettling, his own hand tightening just slightly on the hilt of his own sword. They really should just leave.]

I have been enjoying everything. Even though these specific celebrations are new to me, I'm comforted by the familiarity of festivals in general. I suppose that is something that is universal on a general scale, though. The desire and the joy to express happiness.

[And, of course, during his time in the shrine, he didn't experience much of this, so it's good to get out. But that's enough about him.]

And you, Daihannya-san?

gift!

[swordstho]

[ the saniwa has also been helping out with the planting, in large part because at home he doesn't often have the time to assist in the garden-- or with any of the daily chores, really. he's kept so busy with the management of the citadel and the running of his front in the war that when he does get the opportunity to spend time with his spirits outside of official duties, the work is generally done for the day.

so here he is, sleeves tied back and sunhat on his head to help protect his fair skin, dirt on his hands as he glances up at the familiar voice. oh. he hesitates for a brief moment, but there's no recognition on daihannya's face, so he dusts his hands off and rises to his feet with a smile. ]

That's a pretty bonsai you have, [ he says, voice soft and fond in spite of himself. 'his' daihannya or not, like all the others, he resembles his own enough that it's hard not to be immediately and helplessly attached. ] If you'd like, you can live with the rest of us. [ he pushes his sunhat back so he can tip his head back, meeting his eyes. ] I'm the only saniwa here that I know of, and there are a couple of other swords from several citadels. We've all been staying together.

[600kanandscrolls]

[He recalls there being mention of this saniwa being here. However, just a look and he knows this is not the one who summoned him. Not even close. Cute but not at all the same. Ah well, this is his life. Always being moved from one to another.

It's no wonder he doesn't have full attachment to masters really. Not even this one. True this one isn't his but he's not sure he would even if he was.

It's nothing personal. History and all that.]

So you are the one I was told about.

[Reaching out, gloved fingers push up that hat so he can see his face better.]

No one mentioned you were so cute.

cut the strings

[sealeted]

I've already seen it, actually.

[Still dressed in her dancer costume Hakuno shifts the small bouquet of flowers in her arms. She hadn't had any flowers other than. the ones tangled and stuck in the curls of her hair at the time, so even if it's a little late she sets them on the empty seat.

She shrugs, smiling faintly.]

If there's no puppet master, then that. means they worked hard for their audience all on their own, right? I can respect that.

[She has a lot of feelings about that, really.]

Though, a walk sounds nice, too.

[She slides her now free hand into his, belatedly accepting the offer.]

[600kanandscrolls]

[What a lovely girl. He smiles a little more when she accepts his hand. Gently, he gives a bold little kiss to her knuckles before nodding and threading their fingers together so they can walk away from this little show.]

I like your attire. It rather suits you. Were you dancing earlier?

[He's rather disappointed that he missed it. But he supposes there will also be plenty of opportunities for things like that in the future if this place continues to be much like it is now.]

wildcard - swordhaus

[dioscorea]

[Once Daihannya is shown to the apartment the swords and Saniwa-san have been sharing, he'll discover he's not the only one who earned a pretty glowing bonsai from the festival. Yams has one as well, a lovely shade of blue (not quite Shinsengumi blue, but close enough) and he's placed it on a small bit of shelf he's claimed for himself along with the lipstick he bought for Kiyomitsu... and the little raspberry bunny Daihannya himself gave him.

The shorter sword lights up when he spots Dai.]

Ah, Daihannya-san! You got a bonsai too! It's really cute, isn't it?

[600kanandscrolls]

It is. Though, I'm not so certain that it suits me.

[He supposes he can take care of it until someone else can take it off of his hands though. But for now he simply sets it to the side as he goes to look at what this adorable sword is up to presently.]

And what is someone as pretty as you doing today?

Wildcard - After a Network Conversation

[freshtilapia]

[The festival is still underway when Fish agrees to meet Daihannya, but this is before the performances, so Fish is dressed comfortably in an emerald halter top jumpsuit. Daihannya will find them seated at the café, tea and some breads already at their table.

The merfolk is looking around, wondering who the mystery man is.]

[600kanandscrolls]

[Well there is only one person looking around so this must be his companion. Daihannya smiles as he walks up, dressed in a finely tailored suit. It's just his habit to always look nice after all.]

You must be my companion. I'm Daihannya. May I sit?

animals

[wearingguess]

[ wtf @ this blatant kill steal attempt....
but titus brightens a bit when he recognizes the interloper. ]

Ah, you are... that gentleman from the library!
I appreciate the sentiment, but I have things under control.

[ and that much should be obvious. after all, he's drawn himself up to his full height (more than five feet!) and is wielding a shiny silver rapier, which is clearly the ideal weapon for going up against enormous beasts. ]

[600kanandscrolls]

[He slides his gaze to the side and chuckles softly. He believes the small can do great things but that doesn't mean they can't work together on this.]

I believe you. However, we will dispatch this faster if we work together. I do prefer it when it's finished quickly so we can move on again.