n-new person here, saying hi!

[rawrr]

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! ]

Comments

[adornmental]

You can do that without rolling in the dirt! Maybe you're just fighting weird.

[Clearly that's it. CLEARLY.]

[rawrr]

It's called "getting down and dirty." Maybe you haven't heard of it before Kahsuu. [ Flick. Right to the small of his back. ]

[adornmental]

[He's definitely making an embarrassingly high-pitched yelping sound at that, though his hands immediately fly to his mouth. HE'S A DELICATE PRINCESS, STOP THAT.]

—Don't do that! That surprised me!

[rawrr]

What?? It was just a flick! You can handle something like that can't you?? [ Mister GIANT PRINCESS BABY. ]

[adornmental]

It didn't hurt or anything, geez! [Now he feels like he has to protect his (nonexistent?!) masculinity against Shishiou!!] I was just surprised, that's all.

[rawrr]

[ OH? Then clearly he won't mind if Shishiou does it again. In the exact same place. ]

[adornmental]

[Well, Kashuu doesn't make any embarrassing sounds this time, at least! Even if he still jumps a little.]

—Why can't you just do things normally?! Gimme that if you're just gonna be annoying.

[The towel, he means...]

[rawrr]

[ SURE MAN, the towel has nothing to do with flicking him anyway, and Shishiou's still snickering as he hands it over. And then just.

Put his bare hands on him like he's still scrubbing. ]

Okay, okay~

[adornmental]

Cleaning doesn't work like that at all!

[Why is Shishou like this. He'd almost prefer Yamato's brand of cluelessness! Or maybe even Tsurumaru's stupid bathroom pranks...! Just as long as it's not the bleach-or-dye-in-the-shampoo-bottle one, anyway. He reaches around and bats at Shishiou's hands with one hand, holding onto the towel with his other.]

Go take a shower, already! You're worse than a horsefly!

I just realized their faces match HAHA

[rawrr]

You're the one who said it was okay y'know... [ Gosh. This is probably why you never get the Lion King to bathe you Just be glad he didn't try the whole cat-licking thing just to mess with you. ]

omg im cracking up... WHAT BIG BABIES

[adornmental]

[If that happened, he might have stabbed Shishiou for real. DON'T TEST HIM!! Don't test his ridiculously dumb reflexes that only spring into action at equally dumb moments!!]

It was okay for like, five seconds.

SUCH LOSERS

[rawrr]

[ Well maybe he wants to test them ever think about that!! ]

Six. At least!

WELL AND TRULY

[adornmental]

[Then this will be Shishiou's future...]

Four! [Why are they both babies... Anyway he'll get right on ignoring his dumb shower partner so he can finish scrubbing himself off, ugh!!]

[rawrr]

...Can I have my towel back?

[ That towel touched his junk :D ]

[adornmental]

[Never mind, Shishiou is going to end up like that stabbed man anyway!!

That is to say, after hearing "my towel", he just pauses. Looks at it. Then turns and flings it across the room. WHAT A NICE SWORD.]

[rawrr]

Hey...! [ RUDE. ]

[adornmental]

Maybe don't give it away so easy next time!

[Maybe don't use it at all next time. Not that there's going to be one since Kashuu's learned his lesson!! He'll pick his own cloth back up to finish cleaning off, even though now he basically has to start from the beginning again. Ugh.]

[rawrr]

I was using it to wash you like I promised... [ Ungrateful. That's what you are Kashuu. Shishiou went and sacrificed his own towel for your princess hiney and look at the thanks he gets!!

And he'll say the above while retrieving his towel...and wondering if maybe

he should smack Kashuu in the butt with it. ]

[adornmental]

[He is ungrateful, it's true... It's part of his job as one of the Youngest Swords, you know! Being ungrateful as hell!!]

Yeah, and you did a bad job.

[HUFFS... He's not getting up from his seat until he's finished scrubbing, though. SOON... FREEDOM.]

[rawrr]

[ How moe. ]

I bet if it was our Saniwa you wouldn't complain~~

[adornmental]

[SPUTTERING...]

—That's different! Besides, there's no way aruji would be that rough!

[rawrr]

[ Oh, yep. Now there's a sly grin spreading it's way across his face. ]

Oh~? Have you ever had a bath together?

[adornmental]

No! I'm just saying that if we did, there's no way aruji'd scrub all my skin off like some swords.

[His back isn't even red anymore, HE'S A BIG WHINY BABY.]

[rawrr]

[ He's a huuuuge baby. But then he is a baby for more than his attitude: he's a shorter sword and a great deal younger, which is why Shishiou just rolls his eyes, grinning like the feline of his namesake ]

I~ bet that you'd let 'em. [ Shishiou sure as heck would. But then there's very few people he'd fuss over about it. ]

[adornmental]

[Gosh, he just has no idea at all why Shishiou is picking on poor sweet innocent him!!]

Yeah, well— wouldn't anyone?!

[Now he's EMBARRASSED THOUGH, so he's speeding through rinsing himself off so he can wrap himself up with his towel again.]