( OPEN ) JUNE CATCH ALL

[cranekin]

WHO: Tsurumaru and you
WHAT: Open memshares and custom starters
WHERE: Vegas, memories of the past
WHEN: June
WARNINGS: Murder/death (including children), violence, religious themes

catch-all for the month, open to using event prompts, setting up starters, etc.
if you would like an original starter or have your own idea, hit me up yosakoi | discord: diejoubus

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[cranekin]

(If he's bothered... he doesn't look like it. Instead, he keeps a perfect smile on his face, looking perfectly composed and shrugs,)

There was nothing I could do.

(And he holds out his hands at his side,)

I didn't have a free form back then.

[gundemn]

I can see that.

[ Sorry, Tsurumaru. Elan is still annoyed over being fake killed but he'll get over it. If he wasn't busy trying to regain his own composure, Tsurumaru's perfectly casual reaction might have struck him as eerie. He finally takes his head out of his hands to look at him. ]

That was your owner. The one from long ago.

[cranekin]

(He nods,)

Adachi Sadayasu. My first master.

(And because Elan was the one he had a certain conversation with...)

My first love.

[gundemn]

[ Elan remembers their conversation. So Sadayasu's the one he's been in love with all this time... ]

Even though he was human?

[cranekin]

Are you surprised?

(That he would care so much for a human?)

[gundemn]

I mean, could you even speak to him?

[ That comes out ruder than he intends and Elan combs a hand through his hair because even if he's still ticked, it's not Tsurumaru's fault. It's obvious losing Sadayasu left a deep scar on his heart. It hurts to have someone ripped away from you, and worse is watching it happen. ]

[cranekin]

(He'll come over to sit next to Elan. He flops right down on the ground, hands behind him on the ground and support and look up at the sky... shaking his head,)

I could speak to him all day and night but he would never hear. Maybe when he was younger, when children are closer to the gods... or maybe it was my imagination.

(He likes to think he could hear him back then, though. He, too, had been a young spirit and those little moments had meant a lot to him. It helped him feel like he had a purpose.)

Back then I could only listen and observe humans. I couldn't even act without someone carrying me.

[gundemn]

You're down pretty bad for someone you've never held a conversation with.

[ Elan nudges him in the side when Tsurumaru settles down. Devotion like that isn't something he could understand. Love works in mysterious ways, they say. ]

So what made you finally take physical form?

[ Regret? The inability to let go? Or was it something completely unrelated... ]

[cranekin]

Is that strange?

(To him, it feels perfectly natural, like he was always meant to love him.)

... My most recent master gave me this form. Since they aren't a warrior, it was more convenient for me to carry myself.