[ You guys have no appreciation for motifs. Of course the guy with the sword named after Kusanagi, which represents the ultimate concept of who he is as a person, would like the robot with the shield based off of Amaterasu's mirror. He's drawn to it, in a way that can't be explained properly to a mortal human. ]
Not a secret exactly, but I didn't tell anyone where we went for a reason. [ He wanted privacy!
Muramasa reaches the end of the section he was working on, and sets aside the knife with a sigh, finally focusing his full attention on Dearka. ]
Senji Muramasa. [ No team name, because really, the only thing that matters is his name. ] Aventurine is here in my smithy as my guest, and you're not even here to ask for my work. Keep that in mind.
[ With that, Muramasa waves Dearka towards the back of the smithy, where the work area abutts the living area, presumably where Aventurine is to be found, somewhere. There's an unsaid threat, that Muramasa will kick Dearka out given the slightest provocation, but he's not forbidding him from a visit, either.
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Not a secret exactly, but I didn't tell anyone where we went for a reason. [ He wanted privacy!
Muramasa reaches the end of the section he was working on, and sets aside the knife with a sigh, finally focusing his full attention on Dearka. ]
Senji Muramasa. [ No team name, because really, the only thing that matters is his name. ] Aventurine is here in my smithy as my guest, and you're not even here to ask for my work. Keep that in mind.
[ With that, Muramasa waves Dearka towards the back of the smithy, where the work area abutts the living area, presumably where Aventurine is to be found, somewhere. There's an unsaid threat, that Muramasa will kick Dearka out given the slightest provocation, but he's not forbidding him from a visit, either.
Don't fuck with Grandpa, kiddo. ]