[ he's looking... a little distracted! something about hearing the screams of your loved ones in the back of your mind is really off-putting! who'd have thought!
but he forces a smile anyway and tries to laugh it off. ]
Oh, it's NBD! There were just some bees in the courtyard, so you might want to be careful if you get honey with your tea, 'kay? We don't really have anything to treat the stings with yet.
I think so! Steelo said it was her fave room in the whole prism. It's got all kinds of swords from all over the world! Super cool, IMO! Yams and Kiyopi were pretty protective of it, too.
The Shimabara Rebellion is a heavy mission indeed. The slaughter of 37,000 commoners, led by outrage and religious zeal into a rebellion against the shogunate in what is an otherwise peaceful era. You know of their mission: to take the place of Amakusa Shirou, the killed leader, and ensure the course of history.
To recruit thousands of people, only to lead them to slaughter.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, a vision in white, carries his cross and flag - and leads. He follows his orders correctly, he does not falter in his steps, and he paves the way for his team to witness the slaughter of a child they had recruited to their cause.
(This is, at once, your Tsurumaru Kuninaga and not your Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Yet how easily they could be one and the same is not lost on you.)
You watch on from a distance. Matsui Gou throws his fist at Tsurumaru’s face - and you know the crane’s answer before it even leaves his mouth.
This is history.
One of your subordinates - a human that you have recruited to help the Touken Danshi upon their missions - collects the unconscious body of fallen child’s brother. You know he will be taken to safety.
It is one life, out of thousands. But it is one life, even still.
The others leave - but Tsurumaru Kuninaga shouts his dare for you into the sea.
“Help them! Save them! All these 37,000! They’re not just a number. Each one of them had their own life! They were alive! Take them with you! To the quiet sea, to Paraiso! If you can do it, go and try!”
Something in this treacherous heart of yours whispers:
‘Do you not think I would, if I could?’
You watch him stumble - caught only by the steadfast Ookurikara - and disappear back to the Citadel.
The ache in your heart does not subside even after they are gone. The blood of the fallen stain the water red. You do not let your anguish show even now.
This is your punishment, you suppose. To not be able to save them all. To never reveal the endless cracking and breaking of your heart over and over again.
For humanity. For your swords. For the world.
To follow this course of history is to always be in mourning. ]
[ he doesn't get a chance to answer, instead stopping short at the memory. the shimabara rebellion... he knows it from books, from classes, but to see the aftermath in front of him... ]
That's... [ he looks at mikazuki, eyes wide. ] That's what your missions are like?
but eventually, his face settles into a facsimile of a smile.]
... that mission in particular can be considered one of the more difficult.
But... it would be false to say that we are not often tested. Those who meet their former masters, knowing how their lives are fated to end, but not wishing to see it. Those who form attachments to humans during their time there, and know that they too will depart long before we do.
[ help none of us could but the mods decided it was just A Classroom. upon arrival, jiji will find kazunari curled up at one of the desks, arms crossed over his sketchbook and face hidden in his elbow. ]
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w0, saturday
at least it is until he turns and finds a sticky hand flying at him! what do! ]
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he just lets it hit him]
Oya? A surprise attack?
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[ aaaaa ]
I was trying to see if it would stick to the wall, not a person! [ ... ] That is good to know, though...
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No need for apology. I admire your aim. Lup got me yesterday as well - perhaps I am simply a good target for such toys.
[sound less proud]
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week 0, l... later saturday
mikazuki will wander about, stretching his legs, and tilts his head in kazunari's direction.... honey your stings]
Oh? Kazunari Miyoshi? What ails you?
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but he forces a smile anyway and tries to laugh it off. ]
Oh, it's NBD! There were just some bees in the courtyard, so you might want to be careful if you get honey with your tea, 'kay? We don't really have anything to treat the stings with yet.
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Is that so... Then would you care to sit with me instead? You likely do not wish to move around very much with those, no?
[what if.... chill time with grandpa]
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week 0, post-trial
he's singing a soft song underneath his breath. approach as you like]
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Were you an idol, too, Mikka?
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Are you referring to our missions in the modern world...?
Yes, I am in attendance now and again.
[NOT ENOUGH!!! NOT ENOUGH OLD MAN!!!!]
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w1, monday
anyway he's taking jiji straight to the dojo!! ]
Those three spent a lot of time out here. It probs felt the closest to home, I think? Besides the sword room, but it took forever for that to show up.
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[now THAT sounds like home]
Ha ha ha. Was there a collector among you? Like Ashikaga Yoshiteru...
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week 2, post-trial
... are you of age to drink, Kazunari Miyoshi?
[he doesn't know human laws or if kazu cares]
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Yeah, I am.
...Do you need help walking? I heard you were injured on Thursday, too.
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Perhaps an arm, if you could escort this old man...
[ . . . ]
Let us leave this place.
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week 3, monday
[a greeting - but yea it's stardust time. bye!
Your beloved comrades are falling apart.
The Shimabara Rebellion is a heavy mission indeed. The slaughter of 37,000 commoners, led by outrage and religious zeal into a rebellion against the shogunate in what is an otherwise peaceful era. You know of their mission: to take the place of Amakusa Shirou, the killed leader, and ensure the course of history.
To recruit thousands of people, only to lead them to slaughter.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, a vision in white, carries his cross and flag - and leads. He follows his orders correctly, he does not falter in his steps, and he paves the way for his team to witness the slaughter of a child they had recruited to their cause.
(This is, at once, your Tsurumaru Kuninaga and not your Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Yet how easily they could be one and the same is not lost on you.)
You watch on from a distance. Matsui Gou throws his fist at Tsurumaru’s face - and you know the crane’s answer before it even leaves his mouth.
This is history.
One of your subordinates - a human that you have recruited to help the Touken Danshi upon their missions - collects the unconscious body of fallen child’s brother. You know he will be taken to safety.
It is one life, out of thousands. But it is one life, even still.
The others leave - but Tsurumaru Kuninaga shouts his dare for you into the sea.
“Help them! Save them! All these 37,000! They’re not just a number. Each one of them had their own life! They were alive! Take them with you! To the quiet sea, to Paraiso! If you can do it, go and try!”
Something in this treacherous heart of yours whispers:
‘Do you not think I would, if I could?’
You watch him stumble - caught only by the steadfast Ookurikara - and disappear back to the Citadel.
The ache in your heart does not subside even after they are gone. The blood of the fallen stain the water red. You do not let your anguish show even now.
This is your punishment, you suppose. To not be able to save them all. To never reveal the endless cracking and breaking of your heart over and over again.
For humanity. For your swords. For the world.
To follow this course of history is to always be in mourning. ]
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That's... [ he looks at mikazuki, eyes wide. ] That's what your missions are like?
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but eventually, his face settles into a facsimile of a smile.]
... that mission in particular can be considered one of the more difficult.
But... it would be false to say that we are not often tested. Those who meet their former masters, knowing how their lives are fated to end, but not wishing to see it. Those who form attachments to humans during their time there, and know that they too will depart long before we do.
It is... arduous, at times.
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week 3, post-trial
but mikazuki will be arriving soon after to go and find kazunari]
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I GUESS IT WAS A CLASS???? IT WAS SOMEWHERE SEPARATE FROM THE DORMS i'm not checking he's in detention now. maybe it's detention.
anyway mikazuki will just approach, making his steps audible so that he hopefully doesn't startle him]
.... Kazunari Miyoshi.
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AAAAAA RAY
blows a kiss
w7, saturday
[ surprise he's coming out of nowhere to hug jiji again ]
Did I ever say thanks for not giving up on us? I'll say it again! Thanksies~! We totally owe you guys!
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Is that something that requires thanks...? Certainly you would have been just as adamant as not leaving any of us behind.
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