( OPEN ) MAY CATCH ALL

[cranekin]

WHO: Tsurumaru and you
WHAT: Sword lore, revisiting an old home, holidays, and shenanigans
WHERE: around Kyoto & Tokyo
WHEN: May
WARNINGS: N/A for now


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[cranekin]

Nope!

(The blade is in good condition despite where it was being kept. It's been kept safe from the elements and away from harm this entire time,)

Look at you! You must have been bored to tears all of these years!

(Absolutely miserable, he thinks and he holds it up,)

Ah, this is seriously impressive for a replica!

(Maybe this a bombshell of a revelation but it seems perfectly normal to Tsurumaru. This isn't the real Tsurumaru Kunianga. It's just a replica meant for public display purposes. The real one will always be kept away in its special collection reserved only for the most elite ceremonies.)

[blastedass]

DON'T ANSWER THAT!!

[It wasn't asking for one in the first place! Ugh, how the hell is this guy still alive?! His Master must have been an extremely patient person. Or found Tsurumaru's antics endearing.

Bakugo makes a face when the sword starts talking to the other blade like a lost puppy. Though he has wondered a few times if Tsurumaru could communicate with other spirits... so maybe?]

It's a replica?

[Hold up. On the one hand, that's not... impossible to think. A national treasure might not be kept in the location it's reported to be in, but rather a replica to ward off attempts on it. On the other hand... it's a fucking replica?]

It better not have a fake you inside it! One's enough.

1/2

[cranekin]

(Sometimes you're one of the first spirits a saniwa summons and you establish yourself as a reliable and endearing vassal for a patient and understanding master...

He nods, holding up the blade for Bakugo to see,)

Yeah. Check it out. If I didn't know better, I'd say this was me. (He's impressed.) What a beautiful blade.

(Just like him. Don't let anyone ever tell you he isn't confident.

He stops to think and leans in, pressing his ear to the blade as if to listen to it......... he suddenly goes quiet. He isn't saying a single word.)

[cranekin]

Hmm? Hmm.... mhmm...

(He's nodding to himself. Is he having a conversation with another spirit? But then,)

Nope! He must be sleeping! Or maybe he never awakened in the first place...

(He doesn't know.)

Don't worry. You still have me for now.

[blastedass]

[Bakugo frowns at the blade, though doesn't reach out to take it. That's for Tsurumaru to do. With the light from the explosions glowing overhead, he scans over the sword, following the molding and honed edge.]

So the real one is stored away elsewhere, while the shrine got a replica for display.

[That's not a bad idea to keep the original safe from people wanting to make off with it... There's a brief scoff when Tsurumaru puts his ear to the blade, though Bakugo's the one who asked if there was "another him" inside.

A few hums, thoughtful. Fuck, is he really communicating with a spirit? Didn't say anything, but he could be, uh... spirit talking through other ways? Bakugo's face drops in a scowl at getting punked again. Bastard!]

Lucky me.