今剣 特

えっへへへ～きょうもぼくとあそんでくださいね～

[mamorigatana-blog]

"stop scaring the pokemon away you ug--" ... **walks away from the computer** **sounds of a knife being sharpened** you guys hear that? THATS THE SOUND OF ME SHARPENING UP A KNIFE. IM ABOUT TO STAB THIS BITCH IN HIS FATASS NECK BECAUSE HE GOTTA TALK SHIT TO ME WHEN I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO THIS MAN. I DIDN'T SCARE AWAY ANY WILD POKEMON IT WAS YOUR FATASS UGLY FACE, BITCH! I'M ABOUT TO. OO! HOO.

[fireflyht-blog]

Outside and following the other, he’s sure that they’ll find where they need to go eventually. Since its’ true, since there is no farming or anything of the sort around them, they’d need to visit a market. "Nice, niiiice. I like that idea." He speaks up towards him as they slowly come to a stop as quick as they left their home. It’s not because of the weapons that they carry which slows them down, it’s the fact that excitement is never planned. Crimson eyes that look at him, emerald blinks in confusion as he peers down both paths that they could go down.

"Aaaaahh boooooo, do we have to choose one?" Normally, the Keep was enough for them to memorize which way to go to get places. This place is new to them so he has to find a sign of which way they can go, so when he sees a pigeon that’s down the left path does he rush forward towards it in order to catch it. There has to be a reason as to why it was there, the bird quickly flutters off before Hotarumaru can capture it.

"Let’s follow it, maybe it can take us where we need to go!" Considering that he is an oodachi, his speed is not as great as others. So when an oncoming car comes his direction, he stares at it in a slightly confusing manner. “Oh that, thaaaat? Hmmmmmm? Why is it making sounds at me.” Before the car can even hit him, it slows down with a screech and the young male pats the hood of the car as if petting it.

Horses are changing so much lately! "Why does it sound like that I wonder? Someone’s inside, is that bad? Should we free them before we hit the market?" He speaks, turning towards Imanotsurugi as he begins to grab the hilt of his own sword. Though, the people inside, hand to chest, are they going to be robbed by some kid?

[mamorigatana-blog]

At first, he's really worried! He'd do pretty much anything to keep Hotaru safe, so if it weren't for the sudden screeching halt that the thing rushing towards the oodachi then Ima's feet may have well carried him directly into the line of danger! With the intention of pushing the other out of the way, of course. He is a mamorigatana after all! As it is after a few steps and the stop, he makes a jump the rest of the distance instead. Landing lightly just on top of the hood of this thing to address Hotaru, it doesn't seem to be alive because it doesn't protest, but the people inside of it sure do! They sound upset with him. Did he do something wrong? He doesn't know.

"Do you think so? Hmm, whatever this is, it seems to be bringing them somewhere." His eyes are bright and curious as he speaks, and he looks back inside of the front window. A friendly wave is given in the direction of the two passengers, but upon doing so, the look on their faces totally changes! Ima isn't sure what's happened, but it seems like they've just noticed that these two children have a real live sword and a real live dagger on them. Plus, one is standing entirely unintimidated on top of the hood of their car!! That's right, it's fear at the wide-eyed kids. Fear because these citizens know what happens to NPCs who live in Iunctum and get involved in threads. They're already bursting out their passenger doors and running. How convenient!

Of course this isn't what Ima had intended, and his brows drow together in a slightly troubled expression at the sight. "Aah, look, they ran away. I guess they're free?" Crouching down, the tantou peers through the front window with curiosity. What inside this thing, anyway? Comfy looking seats, a couple sweaters, and it sounds like some music too coming from the still open doors. But... even though it still hums, it isn't moving anymore. Is it sick?

"It looks comfy in there. I wonder why they left it behind, huh?"

[fireflyht-blog]

DOmage? Met at level 68 but it's level 65. We're not gunna talk about that though, that's fine.

[fireflyht-blog]

It’s normal for Imanotsurugi to ask to come along without finishing the first part to see if he’s fit. No matter, even if the other couldn’t guess it correctly, he’s sure the male would follow. The Oodachi contemplates whether or not he’ll be able to get it but Imanotsurugi always wins this game, speaking up about the male’s sword which no doubt is himself, “ME!” He announces, yes, there we go, him, his sword, taken, swindled. “I wanted to be good and not cause trouble.” Considering, he can do a great amount of damage when not thinking of the consequences.

He presses the tip of his index fingers together, pushing up against them to show that even though this is embarrassing for a sword to have themselves taken from them. "Keep this a secret between us, tell no one, I don’t want to be set to the side and have the talk." From other swords of course, nor does he want to relive when he was taken in by the Allied Forces. He gives the other a look, wondering if he’d still be okay with going since they’d have to go deep way down into the ship.

"So you’re sure you’ll come, like you said?" Tufts, happily up along with his attitude. He now moves down off the chair, hopping just a bit. “I won’t leeeet you take it back since you said it.” But he already knew even if he had denied it, like before, the male would follow anyway. "I don’t like anyone handling my sword but me." A hand places itself over his own heart, "They are not my Master so a crime has been heavily done! I can’t handle them alone so it’s an act of a battle!" Hotarumaru walks over, holding up his hands so he can grab the other’s, slightly inching Imanotsurugi towards him.

"Come, come!"

[mamorigatana-blog]

A correct guess! And without any hints, he must be good at this game--indisputably so. If there's anything Imanotsurugi understands, it's the level of destruction Hotaru can cause if he's properly taken care of and in the hands of someone who knows what they're doing! He could even be as strong or stronger than Iwa, depending on what the saniwa sage needed of them! So of course, beyond the sheer fact that it's traumatizing in and of itself to have one's own self stolen from under their noses, this is definitely an important situation either way.

"Ehehe! Don't worry Hotaru, we'll get you back. We just have to play hide-and-seek, that's all, and you can't tell others about where somebody is hiding so it's a secret." Flawless logic, right? A playful smile is offered, nodding along in understanding of Hotarumaru's concerns, but before he allows the younger to take his hands a small action is performed. With a free hand, he offers a salute not unlike the one Hotaru himself often gives, puffed up and obviously confident.

"We'll catch the enemy! Lead the way~!" And with that, he allows himself to be pulled along, even if it is only a little closer to the younger sword, since he's not at all opposed to any pace Hotaru might choose. What's really important is that they find his blade, so if anybody knows where to go best it's going to be him!

[mamorigatana-blog]

"stop scaring the pokemon away you ug--" ... **walks away from the computer** **sounds of a knife being sharpened** you guys hear that? THATS THE SOUND OF ME SHARPENING UP A KNIFE. IM ABOUT TO STAB THIS BITCH IN HIS FATASS NECK BECAUSE HE GOTTA TALK SHIT TO ME WHEN I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO THIS MAN. I DIDN'T SCARE AWAY ANY WILD POKEMON IT WAS YOUR FATASS UGLY FACE, BITCH! I'M ABOUT TO. OO! HOO.

[fireflyht-blog]

This is quite new to him, the idea of being married has never proposed itself as something he could indulge in. He stands in place as he comes to think of what happens next, through his life, this takes time and patience. "Aaa?" A light voice leaves from his mouth as he feels warm hands clasp over his own, a tower in his eyes leans closer towards him and enthusiasm is at it’s highest. “Comrade!” He speaks, since, they were all swords under the Saniwa Sage and had to all fight together to stop history from being changed.

"I haven’t done anything to be considered busy, where would you like to go?" He asks, slowly being pulled along and the small feet move. His companion is no other than a Tantou, he has nothing against them nor anyone else. He does know that if battling means were to happen he would indeed need to carry his own weight for the sake of the other. Blinking, he tries to wipe away that he doesn’t need to fight— he feels no enemies near by but he can’t help but keep himself alert. “Oh, oh! You want to go out, I see..~”

"What shall we find, may it come to us soon! Huh, huh?" As they close in towards the door, the Oodachi raises an arm in order to grab the knob, emerald eyes stare outside once he opens the door for them both. This certain sword holds ideals in which the younger has no complaints. The sword attached to his back doesn’t want him down as he jumps up not once, but twice to prepare himself. "I’m ready to go now! What shall we go eaaaat, is there a field to farm? I could swipe a small snack?"

[mamorigatana-blog]

Comrade! They're comrades! How strange to be called a comrade when you're told you're married, but perhaps it's not as strange as being married is, huh? Imanotsurugi's face only brightens as the younger sword clues into his intents, carrying on with questions of his own.

"Ah... I wonder~! I don't think there are fields or farming here. That sounds too troublesome." With his free hand the tantou taps a finger to his chin, thoughtfully assessing what he had seen of the city thus far. No big fields at all, but many parks! The people in the markets all seemed to have food and be happy though, so there's no doubt that they can find something there. When the younger boy jumps, though it's a bit surprising Ima follow suit as well, two small hops and a grin to reflect Hotaru's energy. Hopping is fine, and jumping is great, after all those ARE his specialties! "Do you want to swipe one Hotaru? Not from a farm! From a market!"

"So let's go--quickly, quickly!" In a moment he's pulled the oodachi who's prepared himself and swung the door closed behind him, heading down the stairs without any pauses as he wonders what kinds of foods there might be. Should the pair perhaps seek out swordsmiths too? There doesn't seem harm in keeping their blades sharp if they're to be doing upkeep anyway, though not necessarily at this moment. When they come out the front doors, it's to their luck that despite a small chill the weather seems clear and bright. It's only a few more steps to the main walkway before Imanotsurugi slows down, peering both left and right before he looks back at Hotarumaru.

"Ooh," He mumbles, blinking slowly. "I forgot which way it is to the market"

[fireflyht-blog]

DOmage? Met at level 68 but it's level 65. We're not gunna talk about that though, that's fine.

At this time, Hotarumaru is greatly upset, his tufts aren’t sticking up in an excited manner maybe because he’s been stressed and rubbing the side of his head.  He isn’t all too happy and he’s told that person to not touch his things but they did! They took what was his and he doesn’t like it at all. A huff leaves from his lips as he crosses his arms, the small male doesn’t cause a much big of a scene but it does look like he’s looking around for something. As if he’s up to something.

He isn’t all too sure why they’re docked on this boat, but he catches sight of Imanotsurugi minding is own business at a table eating something. Rushing over, the male climbs into a seat that’s a little more taller than he is. Sitting on his knees and hits the palm of his hands onto the table. Though it dies down and slowly a pout forms that can be visibly seen.

"The worst thing happened.. guess what it was."

"If you can guess, you can come with me? At one point we’ve fought on the field will you join me once again?" Such a serious thing to ask someone when they’re eating.

[mamorigatana-blog]

It's with a pout and an exceptionally displeased look on his face that Hotarumaru seats himself across from Imanotsurugi, whose attention is pulled right away from the strange foods he's currently poking around on his plate. How strange, kind of! A number of questions run through the tantou's mind as he expecantly peers at the younger sword with palms pressed on the table and a stressed demeanour to explain himself. Of course, it's only in Ima's nature to light up once he has.

Ah, a guessing game! Those can be fun too, he supposes, though they're not what he's best at. Tilting his head of course the first thing is wondering if there's anything he can see that's missing from the younger sword's appearance and while there's a pout upon his features that Imanotsurugi wishes he could dissipate it isn't like something as striking as his hat is missing! Suddenly, this is much more difficult. "I want to come with you! Why are we fighting on the field? It wouldn't be the worst if Master appeared, but are we going back to the front lines?"

There's no use in giving up before trying. Leaning forward, he claps his hands together as an idea lights up over his head just like a light bulb. "Did somebody pat you--you don't like that right Hotaru!! Is it your sword? Did you go missing? Ahhh, this game is so hard, give me a hint!" Because so far the tantou is firing shots in the dark, with nothing but a displeased expression and a desire to find out what's going on and perhaps help his new husband in whatever it is that's upset him to lead his guesses. It's not much at all! What a one sided game, even in the other games he'd played you get to ask questions before your final guess!

[mamorigatana-blog]

"stop scaring the pokemon away you ug--" ... **walks away from the computer** **sounds of a knife being sharpened** you guys hear that? THATS THE SOUND OF ME SHARPENING UP A KNIFE. IM ABOUT TO STAB THIS BITCH IN HIS FATASS NECK BECAUSE HE GOTTA TALK SHIT TO ME WHEN I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO THIS MAN. I DIDN'T SCARE AWAY ANY WILD POKEMON IT WAS YOUR FATASS UGLY FACE, BITCH! I'M ABOUT TO. OO! HOO.

"Hotaru!" With both hands clasped around one of the smaller boy's, an bright expression paints Imanotsurugi's face as he leans over just a bit, grinning wide in the face of his new husband. Perhaps there could have been a bit more reserve were their relationship not what it is, but there's no room for reservation with such a childish personality, and certainly not with someone now declared his husband! Nope, forthright declarations are the way to go, and probably a lot of affection and head patting if that's something that's allowed of him. 

In the meantime... He tugs slightly with his grip still loosely around the smaller oodachi's hand, now turning his steps backward and towards the direction of their apartment's front door. His eagerness might be leaking through a bit already. "You're not busy are you?"

It doesn't look like it, and so far the tantou can't claim that he himself has done anything interesting. Moreso than anything else, what he'd like to do is spend some time with his new husband, learn some more about the city (It's so strange, right?) and play some games to cure this total boredom! Of course he's already got something in mind that hits all three of those items right on target. "Let's go play, Hotaru! I'm hungry so let's get something to eat, okay~?"

[tokocoo]

imanotsurugi’s back story hurts me

[vividimagine]

If I wait quietly, you'll play with me, right?

[mamorigatana-blog]

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