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綺麗とか、言うな。 private and affliated Yamanbagiri Kunihiro.

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There’s a stillness to the training grounds, empty and a little unkempt- probably from not being used often enough. A perfect place for Snake to set up and start training. It’s been a while, so many things have changed and himself with them- he feels it, even if good- change can be so overwhelming.

And thus he finds himself returning to familiarity, launching kicks at a training dummy until he’s no longer alone. The other seems surprised.

“Huh, coming for the quiet?”

“sorry, spot’s taken.”

❝ There’s plenty other dummies surrounding, I won’t disturb. ❞

He was close to being impressed with the other man’s martials arts; as a sword, he only needed to know swordplay and, not wanting to fall behind on his practice, had found this training ground. Apparently so did someone else. It wasn’t something Yamanbagiri minded; he was used to training around and with others in his citadel. 

However, he wasn’t going to let this space be monopolized. Unsheathing his sword, he walks over to the next available wooden dummy and assummes stance for battoujutsu. Of course he would have to hold back against these; or else they would soon run out and just cut deep enough for slashes. He closes his eyes, focuses his mind, and opens jades once more; in a flash of his white mantle he is behind the dummy, sword raised. Fresh slashes are cut into the wood, the uchigatana looking back to appraise his work.

❝ Mmn. I should have cut deeper into this vital. ❞

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Cloaked figure leaves him feeling a little off, for some reason he cannot quite place— most of his seemingly irrational paranoia come from those few weeks, but Shibuya’s streets hadn’t ever been plagued with cloaked figures ( only hooded ones ). So, he’s maybe a little anxious, a little cautious: fine. That’s fine. That’s not really something out of the ordinary. The rest of this situation is a little less fine, but on the brightside, he’s at least, uh. Not really anxious anymore.

“You don’t need to apologize, you know.” Brows furrow, gaze shifts down between them to his ( now empty ) cup of coffee and other’s ( now freshly stained with coffee ) cloak. “Wasn’t it still kind of hot…?”

❝ I-It’s fine, I was at fault. I-It’s not h-hot at all. ❞ It’s actually fairly scalding and it’s making him shake, but he doesn’t want to take off his cloak in a public space.

Yamanbagiri shifts himself at the very least, hoping to take some of the burn away from him. ❝ A c-copy like me, it’s f-fine if I get dirty. ❞ he reassures further. It was bad enough, earlier he was lost in thought, indecisive what sort of cafe he should go to for some coffee and a pastry and carelessly, he stood right in front of an entrance, a bit mesmerized with the sign when the collision occurred. Keeping the best face he can, he continues to talk. ❝ I’ll b-buy you a new cup. ❞

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He puts a little cloak on his new friend.

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could i try the ice fish..... i... i have my hood down

Yes yes, you can ~ I see you have quite the pretty face under that hood of yours too, Fufu ~ Good luck !

I see, I see ~ Without the hood you can do much better, see see ~ You have already spotted one of my children !

Fufuf, The water is cold and you can probably feel it but don’t let that scare you ~ The net won’t freeze … 

Fufu ! You have done it ! The ice goldfish is now yours ~ Please do take good care of it

You have won an icy goldfish !

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He doesn’t want to take it off

But the fish

But he doesn’t want to take it o

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It’s been a while since he’s seen modern buildings, it was almost a comfort to him, a reminder of the times he got the opportunity to visit Tokyo and other cities when he was a teen. Even if these buildings looked more like something from European cities or modern Japan.  Either way, lingering on these thoughts wasn’t going to help towards getting some offerings for his kamidana.

“I really should have taken the opportunity to move about more…” When you act like a shut-in, it’s hard to give up the habits of one. He wasn’t used to the sunlight or walking around as much. Who knows how long he’ll last till he decides to return to his apartment.

 Shaking his head as he made his way to the trolley station (unsure of how well he would be able to handle traversing water), his attention turned towards another individual who wore an all-too-familiar white cloak. Yellow eyes would widen, unsure if he should engage in conversation. Maybe a casual approach…A friendly conversation like some would with a stranger.

“Having a cloak like that must be useful during this colder weather, huh?” Raising his hands to the red rope that adorned his sacred robes, a nervous habit. Was that the right words to say?

Travelling over the ocean was something uncomfortable for Yamanbagiri, but having the same mundane trip to the grocery store closest to his home was even more uncomfortable. So, trying the one on the next island to freshen things up. Grocery list pocketed and sword at hip (not that he thought it was needed, it just comforted him to have), uchigatana made his way to the trolley station. 

Once there, waiting for the trolley he idly (and nervously) fiddled with the lavender satchet on him, starting to second guess this plan. Just the sounds of the ocean unnerved him, and being so close.. ! ❝  N-No, you already bought your ticket.....huh?! ❞ The sound of a voice spooked him, the uchigatana pointing at himself in confusion. Well, he was the only one wearing a cloak. 

❝ Oh. Um, not really since it’s so thin....I don’t really mind the cold though. Do those robes keep you warm? ❞ he asks, keeping up conversation now that they were here.

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yamanbagiri kunihiro , have you been well? it would appear a new festivity is in town― care to accompany me , no , more fitting is it to ask we go together?

❝  I’ve been doing alright. I hope you’ve been doing good as well but, um, sure. I’ll go with you. ❞

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His eyes were fixated on the other’s off-white cloak. What could have once been pure white has clearly been dirted over time and not much care was given towards it. But it wasn’t the cleanliness that the Exarch was concerned over, far from it. 

He was curious as to why Yamanbagiri wore such a colour, white wasn’t used very often back in Eorzea spare for Eternal Bonding and some other festivities, so he wondered if it had some other meaning in the sword warrior’s world. Clearing his throat, he makes his presence known and waves for the other’s attention.

“Excuse me! I was wondering– is there a particular meaning to your cloak? Not why you wear it, but rather the colour. I’ve always been intrigued about clothing and its origin ever since arriving at Koi.”

He has the feeling someone is watching him. Yamanbagiri doesn’t feel threatened necessarily, but it still unnerves him; worried someone might be mentally complimenting him. The uchigatana pulled his mantle closer to his face, when suddenly a voice calls out. He pulls it even closer as the stranger gives him a question. Good. Not a compliment. But getting a better look, the source covered themselves as well. Perhaps kindred spirits?

❝ Mn. White usually is a bridal or funeral color where I’m from. But considering how I first found this, it was probably used to cover a particularly brutal criminal meant for execution and there was an escape. ❞ It wasn’t so surprising, that’s just what happened around the era he was forged. He had ran away from his lord’s castle once before, in utter despair after seeing Yamanbagiri Nagayoshi fall from fortune in favor of him. He was scared and sobbing when he came across swordmarks and bloodstains in the dirt, a long line of unbound shackles and the mantle sitting in the dirt. As strange as it was, it comforted a small Yamanbagiri when he put it on to combat the cold evening. Now he would be hidden, no one would want to even look at a dirty thing like him and would pay their compliments to Nagayoshi from now on. He returned to the castle clinging to it. 

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Eyes scan the pastries laid out in display before him. On such a chilly day, with the other swords busy out and about on their own errands, the uchigatana thought to treat himself to a pastry. There is careful observation. It has to be something good. Eyes sparkle, catching sight of a cake he’s never seen before but looks promising, a mille-feuille cake it’s called, and the very last slice. This could be called fate. Just as he’s about to open his mouth to order, a voice bursts, nabbing the slice before him. He looks at the source; a boy that looks just a bit younger than his physical age. 

❝ Y-You...! ❞

「 @liarcomplex​ 」

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vowield‌:

     ❝ a figment of one’s imagination             were we to leave it at that  ,  perhaps you would not feel uneasy .   though changed  ,  I am still mikazuki munechika . ❞   pardoning one’s existence  ::  well-informed continuity symbolized inadequacy  ,  that determined executioner could not strike down revolutionary .   citadel’s surmised invulnerability challenged with each breath  ,  each step  ,  taken  //  uncertainty to all  ,  variable government shan’t disregard .   a fluctuating knot .   neither acquaintance or aggressor  ,  but nonaligned  ,  unhallowed blade of calamity .   wonderful it is  ,  perceiving youth as recognizable face and nothing further .   contracted only to the land on which they stood .   liberated  &  equipped to survive however he wished rather than someone’s attack dog .   WONDERFUL AND SO VERY LONELY .

     ❝ you needn’t force decorum  ,  yamanbagiri .   we were bound to cross blades  ,  and now we’re at odds  ,  that is all there is to it . ❞   oh  ,  yet it hurts .   disconnected  ,  in defiance of development  ,  a spiteful bystander deemed  HAPPY ENDING  unrealized                                     worse still  ,  youth remembers naught their journey’s end .  that alone is enough .  confirmation what once was discovered would never return .   (  I’M GLAD TO SEE YOU .   /   HOW UNFORTUNATE  ,  I AM UNABLE TO RETURN SENTIMENT .  )

     ❝ well now  ,  you’ve questions for me  ,  no doubt .  let us talk over lunch ?   it would be an honor to re-compensate your stolen bean paste . ❞

Hand reaches out, instinctually to reach for kimono’s sleeve, shaking once reached and uchigatana chastising himself; hands altogether retreat into mantle.

There is more to it. How was he to respond? Even if he truly did not want to cross blades with moon in particular, it’s not as if he could take back that he did. It’s not as if he could take back the worst possible ending. The stolen bean paste was far from his mind; if it were up to him he would gladly allow Mikazuki to steal any of his snacks than for what has happened; happen. But the world is not so kind. Even if he traded in a lifetime of snacks,the gained strength, the past cannot be undone (?). ❝ ....Let’s talk over lunch..shitty bean paste-stealing old man.❞ he adds, attempting to lighten the mood. 

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chivalrousxhybrid:

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

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yamanbagiri kunihiro, do get a repair room ready.

❝ Mikazuki is everything okay- ❞

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Gives Yamanbagiri a normal can of soda, it hasn't been shaken.

Silently debates if he should point the obviously stressed top of the can away from himself or just live his life and let his cloak dirty even more.

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yamanbagiri kunihiro, would you like to see a trick? vibe check! holds him

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「 i very most likely won’t get to them until next week, but like this post for a starter! capping at 4! 」

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pulls him into a smooch

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halofiied‌:

     he hadn't  PLANNED  far-removed destination         roaming  ,  robbed of rationalization  ,  backpedaling  &  continuing where it felt advantageous.  oppressive  ,  needle-pointed upheaval should’ve hinted endangerment  ;  wind’s outcry daunting  ,  though  ,  not enough to command a withdraw.  redolence of lumber charred piques inquisition  /  maybe someone’s campfire  or  one requiring looking after  /  announcing residence and left without response.  not unsurprising  ,  if circumstances mean much.  hanging around any longer wouldn’t be wise                     however  ,  separate odor disquiets him to the point he has to investigate.

     ‘ the left side ?? ’   immediately upon taking a step  ,  scream runs through quiescence  ,  startling  &  agitating foreboding.  were it not distressing enough  ,  hand restrains upper body  &  wrenches him backward  &  micah’s convinced the one now  SCREAMING  is him.  gathering fearlessness  ,  ( what little was left  ,  anyway )  figure angles  ,  smacking culprit with purposeful violence  ::   ‘ NO !! ’    //  @vowhope  —   the docks

Cheek blossoms red and stings, Yamanbagiri biting back any irritation the pain brought about as he lets go of the man he had just saved. It was fine after all, he had suddenly grabbed him and yanked him back without warning, only screaming having discovered the stranger who was investigating the same area as him was on the brink of walking straight off the island!

He had investigated the edge earlier, curious how far this island had floated from where he was housed; concluding it was far, returned to the strange pads on the ground. The uchigatana had not thought much of the other exploring as well , thinking he was there for the same reasons, but began worrying once the man walked closer and closer to the edge. It became something he couldn’t ignore, screaming as he rushed over just in the nick of time and yanked the man away from his fate. Relief was short lived, Manba’s mouth agape after the man’s scream, the slap stunning him effectively.

❝ Please forgive my actions.You had nearly fallen off of the island itself and I had acted without warning you of my intentions to save you.❞