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A - Citadel

[ There's no Sorties to go on, the daily chores have been done, which means that finally there's some down time to enjoy. And what better way, than to mess with one of the cool devices their master Saniwa has brought back from the future alongside them??

Shishiou has officially hijacked the tablet.

It takes a lot of messing around with it to get it to work right and all that, but once he figures it out he'll be flipping quickly through the album of photos in order to find pictures of the swords...and promptly use the doodle option to put all sorts of bizarre, ridiculous scribbles on them: eye patches, moustaches, moles, uzumaki, you name it. And the moment he sees you, he's going to hold it up with a grin. ]

Hey hey! Check this out! Isn't it great?? The great Shishiou-sama has decorated your portrait for you, hehe~

B - Stables

[ Unlike other swords, Shishiou isn't actually that opposed to working with the horses. He's not a huge fan of them (aside from how tasty they look), but the old man had been fond of them and he doesn't mind them all that much. He'd prefer to ride one into battle instead of brushing out their fur and cleaning the stocks, but it's his turn.

It is just totally, completely boring compared to the thrill of battle. That's all. Which is why he leans heavily on his pitchfork rather than use it for its intended purpose. ]

I guess it beats field work... A man hunt'd be way more fun! Naa, Shiroage? [ ...Yes, he might just be talking to the horse. Instead of whoever his partner is for this chore today, because clearly a war horse will understand his want for excitement and thrills. Clearly. ]

C - Fieldwork

[ So remember how he said he preferred taking care of the horses to this? Shishiou meant it, because no matter how careful he is (or tries to be), it's just dirty work. There's mud on his feet, mud on his pants, mud on his hands, his arms, his shirt--even though he'd rolled up the sleeves. Pretty much the only places it isn't is his face and hair. Which is nice, but it's still a dang pain in the ass. He's going to have to soak to get it out from under his nails.

If it were the grit and dirt granted from a heady battle it'd be one thing, but from pulling weeds and collecting vegetables? The thrill is just not there. But the dirt is. The dirt will always be there.

But hey. If he's working he might as well enjoy some of the fruits of his labour right?? No one will miss him is he takes a quick break to the river nearby and has a few chilled cucumbers right?

Right?? ]

D - Wildcard!

[ Hit me up with your own scenario! ]

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Hehe... Man, you're a total kitty when it comes to staying clean huh? [ Shishiou wiggles his fingers oooooone more time, before he leans back and shakes his hand off to the side. And, of course. Grins. ]

I wasn't really gonna mess you up, relax~ You're too easy Kashuu.

[adornmental]

You're the worst! Really the worst!

[But not incorrect... Kashuu is definitely no better than a cat when it comes to cleanliness, picky to the point of over-grooming (or slacking off when he really should be doing his share of the work.)

Anyway, shoving at Shishiou's torso like a rude shit because he doesn't want to be on the ground anymore and he no longer feels like he's at risk of being ruined further by Mudhands McGee over here.]

[rawrr]

[ Someone is a sore loserrrrrr but that's okay, Shishiou likes him anyway. He's just laughing as he gets pushed back, waiting for Kashuu to get up before he stands himself and brushes off the seat of his pants. ]

You gonna pout for the rest of the day now? We still have to go back and help y'know. [ Now is no time to be sulking over a splatter of mud and licking wounds. ]

[adornmental]

[HE'S THE SOREST LOSER, THE SOUREST GRAPE!! But it's not like he actually dislikes Shishiou either, even if he's a dirty punk hooligan who doesn't know how to bathe.

With another petulant huff, he rights himself and starts the long, long task of trying to wipe off as much mud as possible, starting with whatever's managed to remain on his face. He'd rather dirty his yukata than walk around looking like he face-dove into a mud pit...]

You wasted both of our breaks, you know! [Like they were actually supposed to be breaking in the first place?!] I don't wanna go back to work until I get a good one. [Like he needs a good one.]

[rawrr]

[ He could use a good swat on the butt for how huffy he's being right now........ ]

Aw c'mon~ We work extra hard and Master'll praise us! Plus we'll be finished sooner.

[adornmental]

[NO ONE CAN DISCIPLINE HIM he's a free sword--

A free sword who's also really, really easy to bait. Sure, he whines and gripes and complains about having to work pretty much every single time he's sent to the fields, but still. Master's praise...]

Mmm... Fine. I wanna get out of these gross clothes soon, anyway.

[rawrr]

[ None of them can resist praise from their Saniwa... Even Shishiou craves that kind of attention and can't help seeking it. With so many of them to attend to it's rare to have direct one-on-one time with them. But oh, how he covets it. ]

That's the spirit! C'mon--let's fill a whole basket with weeds and get tons of praise!

[adornmental]

[It's a hard knock life, being just one of fifty generally very attention-hungry and needy swords... Kashuu is extra aggressive with his attention-seeking to make up the difference a little but gosh, sometimes it just isn't enough.]

You better not try anything funny once we get back there. I'll be watching you!

[insert metaphoric POINTS AT EYES, POINTS AT SHISHIOU.]

kashuu you're precious........

[rawrr]

[ SALUTE. Because he's an energetic dork like that, who just can't help enjoying how huffy Kashuu is and HOW EASY IT WAS to motivate him. None of them can resist Sanimom/Sanipapa. ]

Got iiiiiit~~~

HE SURE TRIES...

[adornmental]

[IT'S TRUE, they're all weak... Except maybe a small handful but most of them, most of them are goners.]

Good. [HUFFS...

But he'll return to work after that, and he'll actually work this time! Incredible. Granted, by the time they're all finished, he's looking even crankier and more tired than he was before... Once the last piece of harvestable produce has been placed in a basket, he leans back, resting his arms over the top of his shovel.]

Finally. I thought we'd never be done!

[rawrr]

Wow... You really worked to the end! I'm surprised, hehe! [ And impressed. HAVE A CLAP ON THE BACK KASHUU. ] Good job! How's it feel to put your back into it for a change?

[ He's teasing mostly, but he sounds tired too. It was a long day in the fields holy moly... He's ready for a good scrub and soak. ]

[adornmental]

[ELBOWING HIM. But it's a light elbow, at least... More playful than actually agitated.]

I work hard all the time! [Does he... Does he really.] Anyway, it feels gross. I'm super tired now...

[He's pretty sure he's also sweaty and grimy and who knows, he might even smell?! He's been outside all day!! This is a struggle.]

I wanna take a bath!

[rawrr]

Then let's go! They've probably got those already drawn for us by now. I'll wash your back as an apology!

[ You know, for making him work hard...getting him dirty...chasing him... THE THINGS HE DID. ]

[adornmental]

[All the things he did. Shishiou, ruiner of Kashuu's peaceful day.]

Fine! But you better not be too rough.

[He's a delicate peach.

Or perhaps an impatient peach, since he's already turning to leave, apparently just expecting Shishiou to come with him. At least he remembered to take the basket of produce with him...]

[rawrr]

[ Shishiou, bringer of a more productive day. Don't be a negative Nancy Kashuu. ]

Yes sir~

[ As if he could bruise the baby with a washcloth and scrubber. Gosh. They're both more durable than they look and Shishiou knows it as well as his fussy Uchigatana over there as he follows along right after him once he's kicked off his shoes, grinning and laughing a little. ]

I'll make you nice and squeaky clean.

[adornmental]

[HE'S COVERED IN MUD, surely there's a little leeway for negativity in that!!

But yes, don't scrub the baby too hard, he'll definitely whine and gripe about it for the rest of the day even if he is much sturdier than his complaining makes it seem. The curse of being a fussy, fussy sword.

He stacks his shoes up neatly by comparison, but he's quick to go nab the nice shower stool after he's unceremoniously stripped and wrapped himself up in a towel.]

Aah, I already feel better! Dirty clothing is the worst.

[But not as bad as a DIRTY FACE or MUDDY HAIR, so he's promptly sitting his dumb butt on the stool and just... waiting.]

[rawrr]

Yeah, yeah~ You had such a tough day. [ Poor, poor baby Kashuu. Especially poor when Shishiou follows an, when he strips down...grabs no stool and a big bucket of nice, warm water.

Which he then promptly dumps right over baby Kahsuu's head. ]

How's that huh?? Nice and refreshing!

[ ...He's being genuine here. THIS IS HOW HE WASHES UP. ]

[adornmental]

I did! I worked really hard out there!

[It just took him approximately 100 years to actually get started... But still!! He sure tried(???)

Anyway, since he's a poor trusting fool, he's totally taken by surprise when a whole bucket of water's dumped over his head. Now he looks like a drowning dog on top of everything else... It's a good thing no mirrors are immediately visible from where they are!]

WAH—!! Are you— Shishiou! [That's caught somewhere between whiny and angry...] What the hell?! What did I do to deserve that!

[rawrr]

Eh?? We're getting you clean though right?? You need plenty of water! [ He's not even teasing anymore, grandpa Shishi is just this ridiculous when it comes to stuff as he pats Kashuu atop the head.

He's so good at this. ]

I wash like this all the time. Nothin' feels better than a bucket of water to wash the sweat away!

[adornmental]

[He's awful at this.]

Oh my god, you really don't know how to wash yourself after all!

[Who just dumps a bucket of water on themselves and calls it a job well done!! Or starting off like that, at least... No, no, absolutely wrong.]

[rawrr]

What're you talkin' about?? It works just fine!

[ IT'S A JOB GREAT DONE SHUSH. Now hold still, Shishiou is going to hold up a bar of soap. Prepare thyself. ]

Now you're nice n' wet and we can scrub you down!

[adornmental]

[NO, NOW HE REGRETS EVERYTHING!! He's a fragile peach! The only reason he doesn't stand up and try to escape is because he's still peeling away the hair that's now stuck to his face like a water-logged mask...]

No! No scrubbing! You'd end up peeling half the skin right off my back!

[rawrr]

You'll be fiiiiine~ Hold still♥ [ COMING TOWARDS YOU WITH A SCRUB BRUSH AND SOAP NOW, KASHUU... ]

[adornmental]

I changed my mind! I can wash myself up!

[REACHING OUT TO TRY TAKING THE SCRUB BRUSH, he's not risking his skin, no sir.]

[rawrr]

Don't be shy! [ NOPE. No scrub brush for you, Shishiou's totally got this. And by 'this' I mean Kashuu's wrist when he reaches out, and hopefulyl he's prepared for a thorough washing because that is what Shishiou will pin him down and do if he resists. ]