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[nise]

((ooc; Please see this post for his info dump! This is open to swords, saniwas, and visitors alike!))

( Prompt A )

[ It's probably a strange sight to see an actual "saniwa" helping out in the fields. But Takako wasn't a saniwa, not really, he was just another tsukumogami pretending to be a saniwa, a fake of course. So when he's done picking the vegetables he'll wipe sweat off his brow with a satisfied little nod. ]

I-I didn't expect to pull out this many. [ He doesn't feel as awkward helping out his fellow spirits, even if he's trying his hardest to act the part he stole. ] D-Do you want anything to-to drink? It-it is kind of h-hot out, isn't it?

[ He'll stand up straight as he turns to regard whoever was helping him with chores that day. ]

( Prompt B )

[ Cooking was something he had done in the servitude of the Wakahisa family for much of his time alive. So it's safe to assume that he would do it here as well. There's a delicious smell of Tonkatsu wafting from the kitchen as Takako cooks up a hearty, large, meal. Tonkatsu, Tsukemono, Miso soup, and rice are being prepared in the large kitchen with a loving fervor. He missed this the most back at home...eating with the people he considered family. But everyone here was like family to him now so it makes him smile, if only briefly, as he begins to finish putting together the rest of the meal he'll realize he needs plates and bowls. He'll eventually huff as he looks up at the cabinet unable to reach it in silent dismay. Ah. What does he do?! ]

E-Excuse me? [ Ah, his voice is so tiny and low as he blushes slightly. He'll point the cabinet overhead. ] C-Can you h-help me get s-something?

( Prompt C )

[ The nightmares always manage to keep him awake so he doesn't bother sleeping much at night anymore. Not that tsukumogamis needed much of that in the first place. Still Takako will be looking up at the stars one evening, legs dangling off the side of the house's porch as he leans back with a tired sigh. He wonders how long he can keep up this charade, how long it'll take for the portal to reopen and the organization to take him back.

Every night it's the same cyclic thoughts as he lets his mind wander for hours into twilight and slow approaching daylight. He'd bask in the peacefulness of this place, mundane and repetitive as it was, for now until there was a time when it wouldn't be so anymore. That time had yet to come so he wouldn't dwell too long on these notions or thoughts. It wasn't good for his moral or the other's either. He smiles slightly as he whispers one name 'Takahiro' his true master and the man he was trying so hard to fight and live for. Takahiro would be happy that he finally found something akin to a family, something that he had always wanted to begin with. He just wished he was here with the other man instead of being alone. ]

( Prompt D )

[ Wildcard! Think up your own, yo. ]

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B

[sexysword]

[Ookurikara had smelled the food and came to the kitchen expecting to find Mitsutada, but found saniwa instead. Saniwa's satisfied demeanor reminds Ookurikara of his fellow Date clan sword… except saniwa is tiny and can't reach the cabinets, while Mitsutada is a mountain.

He has no intention of being friendly, but as he is already in the kitchen, Ookurikara decides to help the saniwa.]

What do you need?

((ooc: hi! I wanted to know if the swords can notice that Takako is a tsukumogami too instead of a human saniwa?))

[nise]

((ooc; Oh yes by all means! That's totally cool with me. ))

[ Takako will jump slightly at the sudden question by Ookurikara. Ah. He never was one to get along with swords like him. He was...sort of rough and not exactly unaccustomed towards being blunt. Takako was way too shy for a sword like Kuri but he did try his best when he needed too. ]

Um! Um, I-I just need th-those plates and b-bowls...p-please? [ He at least looks apologetic for having to ask? ]

[sexysword]

[It's fine, as Ookurikara himself doesn't make any effort to get along with anyone. He doesn't mind Takako's shyness, not being talkative himself. As long as Takako doesn't try to control him, he's okay with helping whenever he feels like.]

All of them?

[nise]

Ah. Y-Yes. [ He fidgets in place as he nods. Looking back up at the cabinet with the dishes aligned and stacked neatly. There sure were a lot. ]

I-I was hoping we could all e-eat together t-tonight...

[ It felt...nice to eat with everyone here. As if he had an actual home to call his own. ]

Th-thank you, Ookurikara-san... [ He gives the other sword a tiny little smile. ]

[sexysword]

[Well, eating together with everyone isn't Ookurikara's idea of a nice dinner, so he will actually get himself a plate later and go eat somewhere else.]

The food smells good. They will all be crowding here soon. [So, it's time for him to go out.]

Do you need anything else?