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[replicatedform]

SORTIE
Even among the swords in the army, Yamanbagiri was one of the most hard working swords. Driven entirely by his desire to prove himself, the uchigatana fought the hardest and do his assigned chores dutifully. Sometimes, this caused him to push himself a little too far, especially on the battlefield.

They just finished a battle. However, before it ended, Yamanbagiri took a blow for someone and get heavily damaged. He won’t break if they return now, which they will be doing.

Whether it’s during the trip back or at the repair room, someone on the team might decide to talk to him about it.

FREE TIME
When he have nothing to do - no chores, no expeditions, no sorties, nothing - Yamanbagiri would get swallowed up in his thoughts. So that left him with:

A: Walking around the hallways with his head down, letting his hood cover his face as always. Until he bumps into someone…

B: Sitting down outside and staring at the garden before him. His cape spills out behind him, like a large, tempting target for people to trip over it…

MAGAZINES
It was an accident. Maybe Kashuu left them lying arond, or Midare or Jiroutachi. Whoever did it, Yamanbagiri found some opened magazines and moved to pick them up. Until he saw the advice columns inside and started reading them curiously.

Anyone who walked past the room would see Yamanbagiri reading a… fashion magazine? What?

Wild Card
Throw me your best starters instead.

(OOC: If you want Yamanbagiri to be the starter uchi, let me know. Otherwise, I usually keep the starters vague and open.)

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[replicatedform]

[Yamanbagiri didn't say anything at first, but Mutsu would notice (feel, perhaps) his hands slowly clenching into fists.

He knows he would need to apologise, now that the rush of battle faded away. For making his comrades - the more real and famous swords - worry and the inevitable report to the saniwa.]

...I noticed, Mutsunokami-san.

[Look, he won't be entirely silent during this talk.]

But is it better to watch you get hurt? It's better if I take the blow!

[newtimes]

( He does notice and normally he would say something about it but right now he's just so mad. )

I didn't say that! ( Him getting hurt wouldn't have been any better. ) It's not better! It wouldn't've been better if I got hit and it isn't better 'cause you did!

( GOD, YAMANBAGIRI. They've been in the army together for a long time-- almost since the very beginning. They couldn't have arrived at the same time but one definitely showed up not too long after the first. )

I'm not mad 'cause ya got hit! We're both swords so we're gonna get hit and hurt and, someday, we'll probably break. I'm mad 'cause of why! Ya think ya deserve to get hit more than me? It's "better" ya got hurt instead?

[replicatedform]

[Because it's better this way. Yamanbagiri's self-depreciative thoughts are spiraling, as the reasons why he take the blow and believe he should float up to his mind.]

It's because I wanted to!

[Let him get hit, scratched, covered in blood (either his own or the enemy's). Yamanbagiri would welcome all of it and get tattered. Anything to further distance himself from the original Yamanbagiri.

After being in the army for so long, Mutsu would know about his complex. How deep it goes, however, might be another thing. Or if he ever heard Yamanbagiri's mutterings about getting injured before. The saniwa would know all about it from repairing him.]

If I get hit, I can get the scratches and scars I want!

[No matter how temporary those would be, when it's time for him to get repaired.]

[newtimes]

( He does know about Yamanbagiri's complex. Every now and then, Mutsu would push, urging the other spirit to come out from under his hood but for the most part, he'd been content to let him be as he was. If there was anything he'd learned in his past life, it was that spirits could grow and to rush the process might result in something immature.

But this is insane. The more he listens the tenser he becomes and Yamanbagiri can surely feel it in Mutsu's shoulders. Next, Yamanbagiri will feel Mutsu's body go slack though, as he


Suddenly drops Yamanbagiri down on the ground. And he isn't gentle about it at all, letting the other spirit fall like a heavy sack.

Freed from his burden, he begins to rotate his shoulders, rolling out the tension, and turns to face him, arms crossed, mouth in a tight, disapproving scowl, and eyes looking down. )

[replicatedform]

[It might as well be insane. While he have his space sometimes and plenty of positive influences, they don't completely erase his more negative thoughts. They're just... pushed to the side until they emerge again. More so whenever Yamanbagiri get incredibly emotional, which isn't that hard for him to get.

Then he found himself dropped to the ground and he winced from the sheer suddenness. The pain from the fall momentarily distracted him. After the pain dulls, he looks up and see Mutsu's scowling, disappointed face. Yamanbagiri stares up at him, not saying a word, before he looks away and gripping his dirtied cloak in his hands.]

[newtimes]

'S matter now?

( He sounds... disappointed. )

Ya finally get the cuts and scars ya want and ya still aren't happy with people lookin` at ya?

[replicatedform]

It's...

[No, he's not happy. No matter how many scratches and dirt he get, it's still not enough to bring him at peace. He doesn't know how to answer this and thus, stay silent.]

[newtimes]

I don't get what's going on in that head of ya'r's. ( So Yamanbagiri is a replica based on another Yamanbagiri. So what? That Yamanbagiri isn't here right now so why does he care so much...? ) But what ya're doing now isn't helping ya or anyone else.

( And he extends a hand down to Yamanbagiri. )

So take care of ya'rself a li'l better. If ya won't do it for ya'rself then do it for everyone else at least.

[replicatedform]

[He looks up at Mutsu and see his outstretched hand. He's still terribly self conscious of himself, but the thought of troubling the saniwa and being unable to follow his orders stand out to him. Yamanbagiri raise his hand and accept Mutsu's.

He have to bite back the question "is that an order?" from spilling out his tongue.]

... Understood, Mutsunokami-san. I'll be more careful for Master.