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luckyblade‌:

“You’re not just stopping by, are you? It would be nice if we could spend the day together…”

He stands up, cat still in his arms, which puts him just close enough to his brother to effectively squish her into the uchigatana’s arms.

“I could go anywhere today, actually! Yagen’s pretty tired of tests…”

Almost reflexively, Kikkou shifts his arms to lift the cat to his chest, fingers easily gliding to scratch under her chin.

“You don’t really think I would run off again so quickly, do you?” Okay, maybe sometimes, but not this time; he has nothing pressing to disappear for. “I wager you’re even more tired of tests, right? So put it out of your mind... and we can go anywhere you’d like.”

#luckyblade #luckyblade 6

luckyblade‌:

“Nii-sama!” Monoyoshi scoops up the cat happily, chocolate and all, and rises to greet his brother.

“When did you get here? I usually hear you come in.”

“Only a few moments ago.”

Humming cheerfully, he steps over to pet the cat in Monoyoshi’s arms.

“I couldn’t go without sharing a treat with my lucky charm today, after all.”

#luckyblade #luckyblade 6

himejikai‌:

▐ 姫 Though she always tries to get people to treat her like royalty, she rarely runs into people who actually abide by that and do things her way. In fact, she’s gotten more used to being bullied, specifically about going outside. So when someone like this comes around, acting all polite and cute, she can’t help but…

She shakes her head and smacks her cheeks with the palm of her hands to snap out of it. Not the right time! Not the right place! Probably not even the right person! She’ll sketch this kind of thing out at home, in private.

“Aha! Finally someone appreciates me like they should. Let us be off then, my new companion! For I am the Assassin Osakabehime and I will protect you on the way to success!”

The girl’s brief outburst, while... unexpected, does not seem to phase Kikkou at all. If anything, he merely chuckles. What could be going on in that head of hers, he dares to wonder. Only for a moment, though. For better or worse, he is still working with a time limit, of sorts.

“I should hope it won’t come to that, Hime-chan, but I welcome your support no matter what awaits us.”

Of course, between her help and his blade, there should prove to be little difficulty in this task. If his sparse flashes of memory are to be trusted, his second is not one of much combat ability. A shame, perhaps, but who is he to argue?

“Now then, if this map is to be believed... It would seem we can find, well, myself, somewhere in the Golden Ward--ah, but where are my manners?” He pauses to briefly bow. “I am Kikkou Sadamune; it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

#he is a good boy.... mostly #heehee #sorry about the delay though aaaa #himejikai #himejikai 1

ladyofsado‌:

◤ the look she’d mistaken for possible disapproval and potential contempt had in fact been curiosity; mamizou had jumped the proverbial gun with that assumption. still, she’s mostly relieved that he’s not in the least perturbed by her perpetual habit, comfort that it is in an as-yet unfamiliar place as this.

‘oho. that’s a better response than i woulda expected.’

‘as to yer question, well… not a clue.’ she takes another long inhale on the pipe, exhaling a cloud that shapes into… a replica of her pipe. ‘i brought this one from home with me, y’see. gettin’ another would be a long ways away.’ a tilt of the head, as her gaze returns upward to the young man before her. ‘don’t suppose you’d mind sharin’?’

Ah, that’s sad news to hear, though perfectly understandable in their circumstances. Perhaps he would happen upon something of the like one day, but that could wait. Instead, he arches a brow at the woman’s offer. Interesting. He had not considered smoking one himself, but... He’s also not one to pass on the chance to try something for the first time.

“Not at all, if you’re quite certain.”

If Kikkou appears too eager while easily taking a seat at her side, he’s oblivious to it. What else is one to do, when faced with a seemingly easygoing stranger? In a world where far too often people seem the opposite, he finds such a meeting too refreshing to pass.

“Either way, the company is welcome. I daresay I could watch those smoke shapes all day.”

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@luckyblade

“Good afternoon~!”

As if on cue with Kikkou’s voice, a certain feline leaps up onto Monoyoshi’s lap with a pouch attached to her collar. Naturally, there’s a few pieces of chocolate tucked inside.

“What do you think? She makes a lovely helper, no?”

#luckyblade #luckyblade 6 #i promised kitter shenanigans

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Mm... one of Kikkou’s biggest fears is probably going back to being just a blade, honestly. It’s not that he hates what he is or anything like that, but he enjoys the breadth of experiences he can have as a man too much to want to give it up.

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luckyblade‌:

“She is! I think they’re getting to the point where she sleeps more than the kittens.”

The kittens themselves were re-emerging from their hiding places from under the living room chairs. Monoyoshi took the chance to delatch the kitten on his hand and pass him on to Kikkou.

“You found a box like the one over there? There wasn’t anything inside mine, either, although the cats like it. I thought it might be a gift for them.”

The kitten is promptly greeted with a flurry of tummy rubs once Kikkou rolls him over in his arms. These creatures are too precious for their own good, truly.

“They do seem to enjoy it, don’t they...” He might have to bring his over soon. “How strange, though--”

His voice is cut off when the kitten in his arms decides to bite his finger, and being the gentleman he is, he freezes to fight the reflex to drop the feline altogether.

“....mm. Someone’s already developing a taste for blood.”

#luckyblade #luckyblade 4 #shh shh just enjoy the fluffy kitters

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@houchipurei

▐ 姫 “Geh, they’re everywhere. I don’t even know which ones my real friends are! Not that I have that many.” As she says that, still walking, she seems to be counting with her fingers. “You there! Friend… or foe? Which one?” Her eyes narrow, though even if it’s ‘foe’, all she can really do is run. Still, it’s beneficial to know.

As she’s not attacked immediately, she realized this one may yet have a brain. Good, looks like he may be useful to her. She clears her throat. “I’m sorry, you don’t actually look like one of those brainless zombies running around. So you’re a real one?” She’s stopped now, wanting to actually talk to this person. Her gaze falls upon the screen of her phone.

“You sealed the double yet…? Not to put pressure on you, but it’s an important matter and the great Hime-chan is now offering her help to you. Since I’m already outside anyway…”

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In the chaos and subsequent crowds filling the streets, Kikkou similarly finds himself trying to sort through seas of faces, trying to discern who is slowly falling to madness, and who is simply trying to find a face to match their own.

It’s a pleasant surprise when one such woman addresses him first. Just as he turns to offer an answer, she’s already seemingly decided it.

“Indeed. My brain seems quite intact--”

Tilting his head, his eyes briefly follow her gaze to her phone, but back up when she keeps talking. Interesting...if a bit unorthodox. Usually he’s the one offering to help, not the other way around.

“As a matter of fact, I have not. I was just en route to begin my search.”

He produces his own phone to check on the marker that is suppose to be another him. Golden ward. Still some distance away... he could use the company, at the very least.

“If you’re certain you wish to help,” he offers a gloved hand, “one would be foolish to turn away such an escort.”

#himejikai #himejikai 1 #no worries! thank you for taking the time

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@houchipurei

“Kikkou!”

Bothering his brother at work, like usual.

“Could I borrow some money for the arcade later?”

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“Ah, Monoyoshi...”

“Of course. But aren’t you here a bit early?”

He glances to the clock.

“Having a slow day so soon?”

#luckyblade #luckyblade 5 #it will go...somewhere..someway... we hope

Subversion Pt 1

nothing too dramatic for Kikkou, just a lowkey upbringing in the heart of Fibonacci, along with his very sweet little brother

no seriously his brother is the best

what I mean to say is he still dotes on him something awful, probably even moreso now

that aside, he spends most of his days as a barista in a small cafe in Fibonacci’s ground floor, the owners were friends of his parents, and eventually of the brothers after they passed

latte art is fun ok

yes. he still wears the ropes under his clothes. we try not to wonder too hard about it

--will update if any other relationships are established

#isola event #event shit #short n sweet and i'm out #though small thing if anyone wants to be a stand in for aruji as the object of his affections--#but nah i don't imagine so lol

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@houchipurei

◤ she blinks, eyeing the gentleman who’s surreptitiously been glancing in her direction. perhaps it’s the pipe? mamizou knows there are few around these days who smoke in such an old-fashioned manner – her pipe has a long stem – and perhaps fewer yet who sit around on benches blowing smoke rings into the air. of course, some of her rings are suspiciously shaped like certain animals, but certainly that’s just a trick of the light out here in the bright light of midday.

‘what, never seen a tobacco-smoker before? a lady has to unwind somehow. though, if it bothers your senses… beg pardon.’

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Kikkou can’t help but quietly chuckle at her tone. Ah, perhaps it’s common for onlookers to look down on someone puffing at a pipe. He can understand as much, but...

“I’m afraid you misunderstand. It’s been quite some time since I’ve seen a pipe of this fashion.”

It’s reminiscent of his past masters, from times when such a design was practically modern. His smile grows when the next ring floats up into the air nearby. It’s nostalgic, all of it. The sight, the smell... strange, how he even knows that when he was but a blade beholding those rare moments of peace before.

“...that is to say, I find it calming, rather than a bother.”

His eyes glance to the pipe itself, then back to the woman at its end.

“Where might one acquire such a pipe in this city, I wonder?”

#ladyofsado #ladyofsado 1 #no problem i've been swamped myself #this is fine thank you!

luckyblade‌:

Monoyoshi couldn’t help be a little stunned at the sound of the door slamming. The kittens had all fled from the sound, except for one tenacious little boy who was digging his claws into Monoyoshi’s hand.

“Niisan! I didn’t expect you!”

He stood up to greet his brother properly, kitten still attached. In front of him on the floor was an empty holiday gift box – with his phone on the floor nearby and the present of the cats, presumably he’d been trying to arrange a photoshoot.

“I… I hadn’t tested it today. Did something happen?”

“Of course not. I merely found a gift that seemed to promise our fortune would turn around--ah.”

He glances to the empty box nearby, very similar to the one he received himself.

“...it was empty otherwise. Like that one, now.”

With a small shrug, he gently pushed the door to a close behind him.

“I see you’ve got your hands full with the brood--is their mother still napping off the holiday excitement?”

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yeahgen‌:

‘These bodies,’ Yagen echoes. ‘Human, right?’

‘Isn’t it because they were the easiest ones to imitate? They made us, so we borrowed their looks. Feelings don’t have forms, they only act on them.’

Laughter for happiness, tears for sorrow. There was a description of every expected emotion in the textbooks. Even if he memorized them all, he couldn’t predict when one would lead to the other, or where everything starts to falling apart.

‘You can’t control them,’ he adds after a while. ‘That where it corrupts. Even if we try to change how we think, we can’t forget the things we’ve felt. Sometimes it’s like a knife. Who would be stupid enough to stab themselves? But I have, and I can’t stop it.’

He looks at his hands.

‘I don’t know how.’

As he was beginning to suspect, Yagen at least hints that his emotions have done him a disservice. Not surprising, really, when they’re all novices on the matter.

For Kikkou’s part, he won’t pry, the two aren’t on a level for that much. But...

“...I’m not certain stopping it is the way to heal. Even with physical wounds, you must guide the surviving flesh together, correct?”

It’s not the best analogy, he knows, but perhaps it’s enough to at least begin with.

“As I understand it, when emotions run astray, choking them down only causes them to fester; similar to leaving a battle wound untreated. It may be better to simply let them wash over you... until you’re able to channel them into the drive to move on.”

Admittedly, he can’t know the answer. He can’t know what will help the tantou beyond being a sounding board during their brief meeting.

“...beyond that, time appears to be the best medicine of all. Even if we cannot forget, eventually, the mind no longer wishes to remind us.”

Kikkou sighs quietly to himself. Not because of Yagen’s mood or the conversation specifically, but because of his own longings. Already, those feelings have begun to almost feel distant. For him, it’s the opposite of ideal.

“I suppose, ultimately, it depends on what you truly desire at the end of it all. If you even know it yourself.”

#yeahgen #yeahgen 2 #haha yeah it's weird even seeing depressed yagen againasldfha #alas