( open ) march catch all

[cranekin]

WHO: Tsurumaru and you
WHAT: Museum lore, civilian shenanigans, and collecting sword friends
WHERE: Misc.
WHEN: March
WARNINGS: N/A for now

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[plagiarists]

[ Back home, museums were great for obtaining some good items, especially if they were connected with a constellation. While it did cross Sooyoung's mind to check out a museum or two and see how tight the security is out of sheer curiosity (this is a lie), she never followed through.

At least not until today.

Her previous encounters with Tsuru never were so quiet as this one is. She doesn't respond to his words—she doesn't have much to say in the matter as this isn't her world and its history doesn't really affect her. Instead, she just watches the holograms and speaks up when Tsurumaru Kuninaga is displayed on one of the panels. ]

Look, it's you.

[ She sneers, shifting her gaze from the sword to Tsuru. ]

[cranekin]

(If only Sooyoung could be free and live her best life like a cat and get her artifacts. This museum is empty of artifacts though, save for (maybe) an authentic piece here or there for special exhibition reasons.)

Just an image.

(The only Tsurumaru Kuninaga in this building is him. )

It looks like I'm not here in this world.

[plagiarists]

[ She can get better stuff on the black market, the museum can keep its holograms and mostly useless artifacts. ]

I see, you wanted to touch yourself. Such a shame.

[ She crosses her arms on her chest and peeks at Tsuru. ]

I'm waiting for Tsurumaru Kuninaga info dump, just so you know.

[cranekin]

(That gets him to laugh. Never change, Sooyoung. You're a ray of light.)

Well, I can carry myself now.

(Since she can see the panel, he'll start to move his fingers to scroll through the information card.)

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Forged by Gojo Kuninaga in the first year of Tengi..."

(And quickly, he adds for clarification,)

Ah, that's over a thousand years ago.

"A masterpiece sword and one of the finest preserved blades of its time. It was owned by many influential figures and served many purposes throughout its history before being designated an Imperial Property."

(He just read most of the information off the card,)

Amazing. They've managed to fit so much history into a few lines!

[plagiarists]

[ While she doesn't interrupt him, her frown deepens with every next line he reads from the card. ]

What kind of kin are you if you need to read the information card?

[ Sooyoung shakes her head. ]

Tell me something that only Tsurumaru Kuninaga would know.

[ She'll worry about verifying if it's the truth or not later. ]

[cranekin]

Are you interested in me? Well, you did give me your chyo-- chocolate.

(Someone ruined the magic and taught him the truth. He's teasing, though and he stops to concentrate for a moment.)

These halls are supposed to house the imperial treasues. While there may be some present elsewhere in the building... (He doesn't know. He can't sense them but he knows what the backrooms look like.) The only Tsurumaru Kunianga here, is me.

[plagiarists]

I sure did...

[ Who did this, who taught him about chocolate. She'll find them and ruin their fun forever.

Sooyoung still isn't buying this, even if what Tsuru says makes sense. ]

Just transform back into your sword form and I'll believe you.

[cranekin]

My, my...

(Can he boop her on the nose because he sure is going to try....)

Is that what you want to see?

(He isn't going to change forms for anyone easily. Turning into a sword would leave him vulnerable, to be honest.)

[plagiarists]

[ He can invade her personal bubble whenever he wants. She might not be always happy about it but unfortunately, life isn't about being happy all the time. ]

I mean... that's going to prove more than you reading an information card.

[cranekin]

(Thank you for allowing the nose boop.)

I think if you suddenly had me in your arms, you would have a problem.

(Imagine suddenly having a museum artifact in your arms. Security would go mad.)

[plagiarists]

It's cute that you're worried about me.

[ The guards would definitely jump down her throat if they noticed she was holding a sword. ]

Maybe you should be more worried about yourself. If they got their hands on you, they'd lock you here.

[cranekin]

It wasn't so bad.

(He laughs. It was his last resting place before he was summoned and one of his longest lasting places in his history.)

I like it out here more, though.

[plagiarists]

Your basement isn't a renowned museum, you know.

[ Until he transforms into a legitimate sword, Sooyoung will just assume that he's a shut-in. ]

At least you fight better than an average shut-in.

[cranekin]

It wasn't my basement.

(The whole thing was his home??? Wow, she really doesn't believe him...)

Are you surprised?

(That he can handle himself??)

[plagiarists]

Just glad that your ass doesn't need saving during missions.

[ Glad feels like too much of a word, but she can give him that (no, she is glad). ]

So, shouldn't you be looking for someone to wield you or I don't know... swords need maintenance.

[ Believing him is one thing. Indulging him is another. ]

[cranekin]

Are you offering?

(Is she?

He asks casually but... it has been on his mind. It's something he needs to figure out before its too late.)

[plagiarists]

I might be perfect, but I'm not sure if I can do this kind of thing. I've just seen a guy polish his sword, so if that's enough for you, then maybe I'm offering.

[ It's not much, but it's honest work. ]

1/2

[cranekin]

...

(He sure is just. Watching her. Considering. Thinking. Really dragging this out.)

[cranekin]

I'll think about it.

(ALL OF THAT SUSPENSE FOR NOTHING.)

[plagiarists]

Are you kidding me...

[ She's so tired, oh so tired. Actually, to make herself feel better, Sooyoung just pinches both of his cheeks and stretches them. ]

As you can see, I'm very gentle.

[cranekin]

(STOP, SET HIM FREE.)

Don't manhandle me, I'm a treasure...!

[plagiarists]

I'm cherishing you right now.

[ After one more cheek stretch she'll pat his head. What a weird guy. ]

A sword or not, I'm interested in your story now. It better not be some slice of life, though.

[cranekin]

It depends on what you mean by slice.

(Get it......)

[plagiarists]

I can't believe you made that joke, gramps.

[ She hates that she gets it. ]

[cranekin]

Are you surprised?

(Good.)

If you want a story... you'll have to give something in return. After all, a crane's gifts dont' come for free.