#shrineborn

[swordgrandpa-blog]

@shrineborn, continued from here

“Of course my lord, gladly will I rid us of this pest--” he paused as his hand dropped to his hip, which was miserably bereft of a blade. “But I seem to have misplaced myself. My lord, have you seen my sword?” He looked to the enemy sword. “Have you? Ah, but perhaps he is not the best person to ask.”

[sileblossom]

STARTER CALL | @shrineborn

          “IT WOULD... seem that the effort is going better than they anticipated.”

     Making small talk between sessions is... not quite as painful as she’d imagined, though not entirely pleasant, either. They’re supplied with tea, small portions of food to tide them over until they’re properly released for lunch or dinner or whichever they choose; Tsubaki gazes into her cup as her mind cranks along, mulling over what she’s learned, what discoveries other saniwas have made and shared here.

          “That everyone’s efforts haven’t been for nothing... and knowing that others feel as strongly about this as I do. It’s... encouraging.”