渡り者

Closed Mikazuki Munechika blog ; Affiliated with Wonderland-Hearts

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“I like it when the worlds quiet.”

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    Despite being in another world, it’s nice that one similar thing was the night sky that painted across the sky once the sun went down.  The night here brought a certain stillness that reminded him of the countless nights he spent at his citadel where he often stayed up late as he watched the stars twinkle and the cloud float by.  If he had a pot of tea with him, he was sure he’d be able to pretend that he was where he belonged, and not in this strange Wonderland.  

   “There is a certain mood the night sky can bring.  It is nice that the sky doesn’t seem to change compared to one’s surroundings.”

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"The stars are the only thing that makes sense."

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   The tachi blinks as he hears the comment, his attention directed at the park customer who muttered it out.  While it was calming for him to look up at the sky, this sky was different.  None of the usual constellations he knew stood out to him as they would have in his world–but still he enjoyed the clear nights and the clouds that pass by overhead as normal.

  “The night sky is always calming to watch.  It is nice to see others enjoying the view from here.”  

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“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.”

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   “It is interesting what the mind can come up with when one is idle.”  He replies with a smile as gold-tinged gaze looks at the blonde woman.  While normally he wasn’t one to ponder on things like dread, here among humans he found himself a bit awkward.  This wasn’t the citadel where the only human was his master, this was a civilization filled with humans all going about their day.  While he may be one of the oldest here age wise, he finds being human a new experience.  

  “Thank you for your kind words.  I will be sure to remember them  if the ‘existential dread’ appears again.”

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“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.”

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    “Oh?  So long as you are willing to change, you will change.  It is a gradual thing, and not everything will happen with a snap of one’s fingers.”  Mikazuki states with a chuckle.  Well, if blades that were over a thousand years old could change, humans should be able to in their time on this Earth.  He has seen people rise up and fall, and others who reach for the skies–it was an interesting thing to always see and watch from afar.  

    “I believe you are strong enough to accomplish ‘having it together.’”

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“I wish it could always be like this.”

“You’re always there for me.”

“The stars are the only thing that makes sense.”

“There’s more out there, you just have to be patient.”

“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.” 

“You’re so much different when we’re alone.”

“I like it when the worlds quiet.” 

“There’s a place for us somewhere.”

“They’ll name constellations after you one day.”

“Your hearts beating so fast.”

“They don’t know what they want.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“That’s what they’re supposed to say.”

“We really don’t know what we’re doing.”

“I miss the old you.”

“Nostalgias a trap.”

“Aliens are out there.”

“Did you hear that?”

“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?” 

“What time is it?”

“But why would they abduct cows?”

“We’ll all be dead soon enough anyways.” 

“I wish we didn’t have to sleep.”

“What do you believe in?”

“What happens after we die?”

“Seems like a silly thing to say, don’t you think?” 

“And what’s your excuse?”

“You’ll get it together soon.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.”

“It’d be better if people weren’t so afraid of their feelings.”

“You keep quiet and we both lose.”

“I wish I could save this forever.”

“When did you realize you were in love with me?”

“The rooms spinning.”

“I loved you long before you knew.”

“I’m not afraid of death, I think it’ll be peaceful.”

“The Universe is too big for that.”

“Do you think we’ve met in other lives?” 

“I’d come back to haunt you.” 

“Would you come back to haunt me?”

“What’s alternate universe you doing right now?”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Why haven’t you told anyone?” 

“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

“You’re a game changer.” 

“I’m a game changer.”

“Don’t ignore fate.” 

“Ignorance isn’t bliss.”

“What, is that a conspiracy theory?”

“It’s probably the Illuminati anyways.” 

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Forest Swimming

Starter for @thebeautifly

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    It had been awhile since he was taken by surprise--but he supposes it’s alright if seeing a half-naked man appear from nowhere could still shock a thousand year old tachi.  Tsurumaru would have loved it here, with surprising turns and people of all sorts meeting in this Wonderland.  Surprises were good for the heart is what he used to say--  

    The tachi looks up to the sky for some tell-tale of a hole, or portal but he’s greeted with just the pure blue sky and the white clouds that drift by leisurely.  His eyes travel back to the young man who now sat in the forest’s river, the water breaking his fall.  Thankfully, he sees the man’s head poke from out of the surface signalling he was still alive as his blue gaze watches him cough up some water.  

    Was this another person who fell into wonderland?  

    He didn’t sense any of the monsters as he walks carefully to the edge of the river, a hand outstretched to the half dressed teenager concern in his voice as he speaks.  

    “That was quite a fall.  Are you alright?”

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Flower Magic

Starter for @vmavis​

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     The young girls gives off an aura similar to his master--while not exactly the same, his instincts tell him to be wary of her.  She had a small, almost doll-like appearance, but he senses that there was more to her than what appears.  

      “The lilies are next to the roses, if my memory is correct.”  He says, a small smile being offered to the girl.  He could sense some sort of magic at play even if this place seemed full of it.  He can’t quite put his finger on what exactly he’s feeling, but he could at least sense she was something different when compared to his saniwa’s magic.  The tachi wonders briefly if maybe she was a saniwa of another citadel; fallen down the hole like he was.  Could she breathe life into objects too?   

      “I am set to weed that area next, if you would like to follow me.”  Mikazuki adds, his usual serene smile on his face despite his curiosity of the young girl.  He should mind his own business, but if she could wield magic like the others here than it would be good to learn about it while he’s present in this world.  

      It would make an interesting topic to talk with his master once he returns to them.  

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Weaponry

Starter for @saviorofblue

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   He blinks, wondering if his eye sight was failing him.  The garden was dimly lit so one could enjoy the atmosphere at night, with the fairy like lighting that happened at night for the park.  He enjoyed it as well, often taking time from his work to admire the serenity the garden seemed to exude once the sun sank down from the sky.  This time however, he’s a bit cautious--for a moment he thought one of the guests had a gun in a holster.  

   While his only experience with guns was when Mutsunokami was on his team, proudly wielding the memento of his past owner he did know that they were dangerous--maybe not to him since a blow to his vital point would just lead to a few hours of rest but to the others i.e normal humans could fall prey to it easily.  It’s why the other always exclaimed that guns were superior to the swords he and others wielded.  

  But he was guilty of bringing a weapon into the garden too, hidden in the bag over his shoulder.

  The blue-haired guest seemed young, which made him question why he would have something like a gun on him.  True, he had just seen a glance but as a weapon of war he looked out for that sort of thing.  The other seemed to quietly watch his surroundings, maybe lost in thought--

  Perhaps if he simply asked about it, he could handle it amicably.  

  “Excuse me, but do you have a weapon on you?”

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Starter call?  Cap set at 3!

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Unexpected Duo || Mikazuki & McCree

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    What McCree didn’t expect was some samurai-lookin’ guy to just come dashing in and putting a decently large gash in the monster. The only katana-user that he’s ever interacted with before was Genji, and he hasn’t really talked to him since the Blackwatch days.

    Letting out a long whistle, “Well, howdy there. Thanks for savin’ my ass there.”

    “And I’m doin’ fine, not scratches or nothin’. And the name’s McCree, not Stranger.” McCree tipped his hat, a tick that he formed young.

    McCree brought his attention back to the monster, who was slowly recovering from the sudden attack, and it wasn’t looking too happy about said attack. The growl that was coming out of the beast was also a sign that it was, frankly, pissed off.

    Reloading Peacekeeper, “Well, guess ya pissed it off,” turning towards the guy, “and it looks like we’re stuck fightin’ this together, huh?”

    Usually McCree preferred to work solo, but he knew his limits, and thanks to the Cat, his limits are way lower. And sadly, that meant less solo work for him.

    The creature roared and lunged at him and his new partner, and its teeth were barred and some foam was even forming a little. Yikes. This boy was turning ugly.

    “I would recommend dodgin’!”

    McCree rolled to the right, and barely dodged the beast, and McCree quickly got out Peacekeeper and let out three quick shots, but only two hit, and only one did any damage that he could see.

    “Dammit!” McCree then looked at the samurai, “My gun’s not doin’ much, we’re gonna have to rely on your sword!”

    It hurt his pride a little to rely on some random samurai because Peacekeeper was changed, but it was their best chance right now.

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    A gun.  The other’s weapon of choice was a common one he assumes.  He had yet to find anyone else who wielded a katana in battle.   Of course, he shouldn’t be actively looking for situations where he has to draw his blade, but here in the forest it helped him stay sharp.  He glances towards the other with a calm smile as he looks back at the monstrous enemy.  

    “My name is Mikazuki.  It is nice to meet you.”  He replies just as the beast’s claws swipe out at him and his companion--he quickly ducks and in the same movement draws his sword upwards, slicing the arm deep enough to feel bone.  It was softer than the revisionists’ armor, it was a simple task  for his blade to cut through deep.  

    Gunshots went off, and for a moment he pictures another blade, happily waving his gun around during the battles.  It was nostalgic in a way, but he knows better than to let feelings overtake you in battle.  The creature roars again in pain, from the other’s inflicted gunshots and the deadly gash he left in its arm as he pulls his blade out of its flesh.  

    A thinking enemy would have retreated, but as one driven by instinct and rage it lunges for the other man, good arm flailing wildly.  Mikazuki moves quickly, his blade once again sinking into the monster’s back, effectively paralyzing it as he feels the spine being almost severed by his blade.  It roars again in pain, turning to face the tachi as he retracts his blade and swerves gracefully to the side.  He feels the air of the other’s grand movement as its claws seem to whistle through the air--

    “If you have an extra bullet, one in the head should be enough.”

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Wanderer

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    Ryuji grinned at the other man, his Metaverse outfit starting to manifest. Thankfully it was just for aesthetics and didn’t affect his Persona abilities in any way.

    “Oh, I have a weapon, so you don’t need to worry about that. Though, thanks to that Cheshire Cat or whatever, I only have one more use of it, soooo, hopefully we don’t get surrounded.”

    Ryuji loved to be in his Metaverse outfit: it was just so freakin’ cool! He looked like a badass, felt like a badass, and was a badass! It was literally the most perfect think ever! When he fell into Wonderland, he was worried that when his Persona powers changed, this his Metaverse-self was changed, but thankfully that wasn’t true.

     Walking forward, while still in his Metaverse form, Ryuji looked at his companion, “The name’s Ryuji by the way, Ryuji Sakamoto.”

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    "Oh?  How interesting.”  Mikazuki watches the younger with curiosity--he had never seen something like this before.  Blue flames engulf the blond, it changing the boy’s clothing into a black costume complete with a mask resembling a skull.  It was an interesting trick, but he still didn’t see any weapon manifest.  

    "My name is Mikazuki Munechika.  Please take care of me.”  The tachi replies, offering a tilt of his head and a smile.  The other wasn’t a native then, since he mentioned the elusive ‘Cheshire’ cat.  He isn’t quite sure what the other means by “one more use,” but if the other could confidently walk the forest without worry of the monsters then it must powerful.  

    With the same usual smile he had on, he glances around listening for any monster that may be here.  While there was a lot more blades who could scout better than he could, he doesn’t sense anything hostile for the moment--

    “From your words, may I assume you also found yourself sent to this place?”  He asks as he begins to walk as his eyes looked up towards the trees--it looked very much alike to the forests he fought in.  

     “I fell while completing a mission from my master.  I woke up in this forest around this area.  Is your story similar, Ryuji?”

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notascoldasiseem:

@tsvkikage liked for a starter!

“Something isn’t right; a flower isn’t placed correctly or maybe-” Elsa huffed in irritation. “Do you see anything wrong?”

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    Well, floral arrangements was something he knew--but it was more towards ikebana where it usually was one flower artfully arranged, not the many potted plants that sat in front of them.  “The colors seem to clash.  Perhaps if we arrange them by color we can create a gradient of some sort?”

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dazewalking:

    Placing her hands on her hips for just a moment, Homura surveys the surrounding area, allowing the breeze and the scent of flowers to wash over her. Her eyes flutter shut, and she gets that urge of something again, something she can’t wrap her fingers around, a dull ache in the back of her neck. Her eyelids snap open, revealing purple irises; unwilling to indulge herself in her own undoing, she kneels back to the ground, focusing on weeding, an uneasiness dwelling within. She listens to the man - Mikazuki - speak, thoughtful, hoping her response isn’t shaky.

    “It’s a pleasure to meet you too,” she says quietly, before wiping her nose. Her allergies were mild and only snot-related, so she wasn’t particularly annoyed by them. “I don’t, really. I just… needed inspiration, for my homework.”

    She looks up again, focusing on a clearing in the distance and feeling nostalgic. She feels longing, and it’s only now that she realizes that it’s been for Madoka. Images fill her brain and she is overloaded for a moment, pausing, paralyzed, unable to move. She stutters for a moment, and calls for her shield.

    “Mikazuki-san, do you mind if I pick a few flowers for a friend?”

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   He swore he had caught a glance of her troubled purple eyes--but before he could make sure of it, she was back to tending the flowers as if nothing was amiss.  He wasn’t one to pry into other’s business anyway and he certainly isn’t going to start now with someone he had just met.  Blue gaze turned back to his own weeding, gloved hands taking another bundle of weeds from the ground to place in the bag next to him.  

     The tachi glances at the girl briefly when she asks her question, noting a rather distant look on the girl’s features.  Normally, he assumed that the park gardens were off limits but she should get something for her help with the weeds.  A smile forms on his lips in reply, as he speaks with a chuckle.  

      “The park won’t suffer from a few flowers taken I suppose.”  He could always grab some seeds and replant them anyway to cover up any holes in the ground.  “Does your friend like a certain flower?  I may be able to recall where they are planted.”  At least he can try--the once foreign flowers he tended too were slowing being memorized thanks to a book. 

      “There are many flowers here so surely your friend’s favorite will be among the selection here.”

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Unexpected Duo || Mikazuki & McCree

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deadlock-shot:

Starter for @tsvkikage

    Walking in the forest at night was probably not McCree’s brightest ideas. Especially given the fact that Peacekeeper and his Deadeye weren’t exactly in the best condition right now. But he didn’t care, his aggression has been slowly rising up ever since he entered this dammed Wonderland. Between his ace-in-the-hole and basically his partner being changed to something he barely recognizes…it just all compounded into something ugly.

    The forest was quiet except for the sound of various small animals scurrying around, it was actually quite calming. He felt some of his aggression leave his body and he physically relaxed.

    Sighing, “This dammed place, it can cause me to almost lose my mind, and then a couple seconds later it can put be at zero…dammed place is gonna be the death of me…”

    In his calmed state, McCree didn’t exactly notice the heavy footsteps coming from behind him…and ya’know, the monster those footsteps belonged to. However, when the monster lunged, it didn’t get his desired hit and McCree was able to barely combat roll away.

    Looking at the monster, “Hot damn! Ya mind givin’ a guy a heads up before you try and nibble on ‘im!?”

    Taking out Peacekeeper, McCree let out all six shots at the monster…and but shots they were fast moving bubbles…thankfully they all hit, but only half of them did any damage.

    Grinding his teeth, “Dammed Cat…”

    He looked around, trying to see if there was anything that could potentially help.

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     He can’t help but feel rusty in this world.  In his own, there was chores, or sparring he was assigned to do--lead sorties on the battlefield or travel to look for resources for his master.  A sword obeyed its master’s command, and he was more than happy to play his role in safeguarding history.  Here in Wonderland, he lacked this role so it made him feel restless at time.  

     At least in the forest while he investigated for a way to get home he could also train with his sword, undisturbed by peering eyes and judgement.  The monsters were hardly skilled compared to the retrograde army even if they appear just as mindless.  

    His ears pick up a person’s voice along with a growl of a monster and his feet move automatically, rushing to the scene.  It’s not long before he sees a tall, burly monstrous resident of the forest, and another person--a human.  At once his hand wraps around the hilt of his katana, and he catches sight of the bony spine under the skin--

    The tachi steps forward once, and his blade is drawn out striking the monster from behind and his sword slicing through the body from its hip upward towards the middle of its spine.  He hears a roar of pain as it twists to swipe at him.  

    Not deep enough.  The muscles prevented his sword from severing its spine.  

     Sharp azure gaze quickly checks the side of him and jumps that way to avoid the incoming claws.  He rips his sword out of the monster, bringing his sword upward to block the claws from grazing him and he cuts its hand deeper with his sharpened blade.  It retracts and stares at the two, eyes flashing in malicious rage.  

       A smile forms as he glances towards the other and speaks.  

      “Hmm...This one is a tough one.”  A chuckle escapes as he turns back to the beast.  “Are you alright, stranger?”

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dazewalking:

    The breeze dances through the flowers, leaves twittering, and Homura takes a moment to admire them from her position, crouched below, accidentally refusing eye contact with the caretaker adorned in blue. She watches them sway back and forth before granting him a small glance, listening to him speak thoughtfully before cutting in. “No,” she says softly, with a quiet smile, intending to avoid offending him, “I work at the farmer’s market. I just thought you might need help; there’s doesn’t seem to be anyone else on duty.”

   She wipes the dirt from the flowers onto her dark green school slacks, her backpack sliding from her shoulder slightly as she rises to her full height, standing still tens of centimeters below him. Glancing up at him with her vacant lilac eyes, still too big for her face, and then glancing down at his hands, long and bony, she takes one of the yellow gardening gloves he’s offered her. “I can take one and you can take the other. We have opposite dominant hands.”

    Sliding the glove onto her hand, pulling it back and creating a satisfying smack, she bends back down to the garden floor and returns to the menial work of pulling dandelions and other weeds. She wonders if this man likes idle conversation; she tries out a simple, “My name is Akemi.”

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   He had seem similar dressed people before--a school uniform he had guessed though he had no knowledge of “schools” besides the fact that young people attended them.  He returns the other’s quiet smile and puts back the single glove on his right hand.  She was very thoughtful, at least polite for a first impression.  

  Gold-tinged eyes go back to the ground, as his fingers begin the task of weeding again.  He pulls at the weeds carefully, making sure to get the full roots out to avoid more weeds from sprouting.  His hand only pauses when the girls speaks again.  

  “My name is Mikazuki.  It is nice to meet you, Akemi.”  The tachi replies, offering a smile and nod in greeting to the younger.  His gaze studies her for a moment more before going back to the task at hand--after all he still had a few more gardens to weed before the day was up.  

  “Do you come to the flower park often?  It is quite relaxing when one is among flowers.”

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dazewalking:

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    The summer wind lazily brushes against the long grass of the flower park, its spindly arms stretching around Homura, teasing her clothes and hair. She sits quietly on her chosen park bench, knees pulled up into the seat, grateful for Hatterick’s loose uniform rules which allow her to wear pants. Against her knees rest a clipboard, patterned with little toadstools and yellow frogs, upon which rests her writing homework.

    Pressing her pen to the paper aimlessly, allowing it to drag slightly, Homura stares at the flowers, feeling reminiscent of something, unsure of what, feeling it so closely it’s on the tip of her tongue. The tulips dance for her and she imagines witchhood, surrounded by dreams, minions. She imagines, a bland distaste settling in the back of her mind, herself as a witch. A rhyme comes to her head, a loose one, something about salamanders and alabaster, and she jots it down in the “brainstorming” section of her poem assignment.

    Homura focuses her gaze onto the flowers again, watching the tall, regal caretaker slowly make his way around the garden, weeding. He looks up in her direction, most likely without purpose. Regarding him, she analyzes his work, noticing weeds all around, and a quiet, single-pronged giggle bubbles out of her chest. He must not be used to doing such menial work; most likely pulled from royalty down to Wonderland. She reorganizes her things into her backpack and slings them over her shoulder, wandering over to him, bending down silently and plucking a few weeds about five meters to his left.

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     A tuneless hum sounds from his lips as he continues to weed the flowers.  The tachi still couldn’t recall the name of many of the flowers here, but maybe he could try learn as he weeds.  He had gotten the hang of his duties here at the flower park--but there was often times he focused on the people walking by or wistfully thinking back to the farming he had done back at his citadel.  

    He stares at the white flowers, trying to remember the name.  If only the flower park could label which flower was which than he could learn them all faster.  The delicate stems and petals had the same texture of some Japanese flowers--maybe he could try ikebana later.  

    His ears pick up the sound of feet on the ground and he glances around.  A young girl soon squats by his position, picking at the weeds left unattended while he had been daydreaming. Azure eyes glance at the other, a small smile forming on his face as he speaks.  

    “Are you looking for a job here?”  His voice is cheery with a small chuckle escaping from his lips.  Normally people just wandered around the park for flowers--this was the first time someone had decided to help him weed.  

    The tachi slips off the gloves on his hand and offers it towards the teen, a smile still on his face.  “Here, put these on.  It would hurt if you get a splinter.”