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[kbcctv]

[The Citadel is huge, so it's a good thing they have all the time in the world to dick around.

--Well, no, they don't. But the point is, it's a free day. There will be absolutely no work done at all. Unless you want to or something. If you do, you're pretty weird.

The dojo is always open for sparring and practice. If there's any sparring errand you've slacked on, now's the chance to make up! The horse stables are also full of activity, whether the horses are being tended to or rode around-- be careful not to let them trample the fields, though, which is full of rice sprouts and budding cabbage. The lake in front of the saniwa(s)' room has tiny frogs jumping about, and you could catch them in the palm of your hand.

The kitchen is full of food, if you're volunteering to make lunch or have decided that meal time cannot possibly come any later and you simply must prepare something before you die from starvation. While there has been a considerable effort made to make the Citadel look as homely as possible to the swords which come from Japan's past, there's speckles of technology here and there.

The TV room is a good example, with a huge screen sitting on top of a few console systems. Don't break them, you'll only be getting this luxury once. Take turns and play nice. The swords may also find themselves tending the fields with water sprinklers and hoses instead of watering cans, for instance, or heating up some leftover pie in the fridge instead of making another one from scratch since there's technology to preserve food well over a week. The armory and smithy are definitely a little bit more modern than they'd be back in the past, though much is still made by hand-- nothing beats the fine work of a master. Perhaps you'll have a few new friends today, or you want to try creating a cute little soldier spirits to die for you accompany you in battle. Make sure they enter the orb completely, or else it'll turn brown and crack.

Or perhaps you're one of the unlucky swords still stuck in the repair room, sword body still being re-smelted and fixed. Hope the saniwa is good at making you all shiny. If you want to skip all that waiting, perhaps you can try to use a helper token... but they're all in the saniwa's room! Guess you've got to use that Camouflage stat...

But if you truly cannot bear with staying in the Citadel, the time device the saniwa(s) have isn't locked away. You can go on sorties or expeditions to fill your time with something productive.

Just a warning: don't change the past. You won't succeed.

...You could always try, though.]

Comments

[mumeito]

[ If there's anything that Ookurikara's hate the most about Mitsutada genuinely, is definitely about how good the one-eyed man is at guessing what he would, and could do. No matter how much trick he might have in his sleeves, Ookurikara already half-admitted that Mitsutada might be able to guess it.

So? Although he still shows reluctance by his face and still trying to shove him away, he is not really giving it his all anymore. ]

Tell me what are you trying to gain by doing this.

[ And stop plestering him kthxbye. ]

[candlecutterpikachu]

[ They have been partners for quite a long time, after all. Mitsutada may look oblivious at times, but he is sharper than he usually lets on. And that sharpness, while usually devoted only to battles or judging his opponents' strengths, is also sometimes applied to people who need just a little more prompting.

He shuffles a little to avoid the first few of Ookurikara's jabs, but eventually gives up and allows the other tachi to shove him a little. (But not by much.) ]

I'd just thought you needed some company.

[ Of course, that's his attempt to pass off his concern as something that might be more acceptable to the other's opinions. Whether that works is another matter altogether, though... but at least he's trying? ]

[mumeito]

[ To be honest, Ookurikara doesn't hate company (no matter how much he denied that, it's rather painfully obvious), especially from those who he actually considers better than random strangers: The Saniwa, his previous owner Masamune Data, Tsurumaru, and of course Shokudaikiri Mitsutada. It's just that... it feels really goddamn awkward to welcome them with open arms. That's just not the lone wolf Ookurikara's style.

And to some extent, he, of course, hates how direct the one-eyed patch approaches are. ]

You thought wrong.

[ There's another jab coming at Mitsutada, which is probably the most fragile one Ookurikara have ever launched. It won't even remotely hurt a baby, let alone someone like Mitsutada. ]

Go pester Tsurumaru or someone else, Mitsutada.

[candlecutterpikachu]

[ Mitsutada understands that reason perhaps bettert than most. Different people do different things, and he's spent enough time to realize that it's just something to do with personality other than a true dislike of other people. And he's okay with that, like how Ookurikara is okay (for a given definition of okay) with how he acts. ]

Tsurumaru pesters people even more than me, we'd just have to wait for him to pop up.

[ This is accompanied by an expectant pause, as if the person in question would appear immediately.

On the screen, the mahou shoujos seem to be fighting some sort of monster swarm, and it provides him with a convenient topic change - accompanied by some form of half-confused frown. ]

How'd you think they manage to keep up? That must be some magical cloth they use. [ He's already thinking about whether that can be replicated. ]

[birthmarkless]

[ There's a short, if not invisible snort coming from Ookurikara's end when he heard Mitsutada's statement. ]

Don't jinx it.

[ At Mitsutada's next word, however, Ookurikara does one of his own as his eyes trails back to screen, considering for a short moment of what Mitsutada's trying to imply. ]

They're probably just like some of us. Looks small, but pack quite a punch. [ The tantous are the first thing that come in his mind when he implied that, but objectively speaking, he actually means everyone that is not him. ] They might be able to help us if they're real.

[candlecutterpikachu]

[ If they were real.... aah, isn't that the crux of the matter here? Now that he thinks about it (and pays more attention to it), the girls do seem to play quite the similar function to that of theirs.

In a more abstract, general sense, of course. It doesn't look half as cool. ]

I've heard of spirit girls before. [ He gestures vaguely to the room around them, referring to how all the tsukumogami are men. ] They're not quite like us, though. Being spirits of warships instead.

[ He finds it a bit hard to imagine, really. But it's just something he heard occasionally from the Saniwa's conference room, so it might be worth bringing up. ]