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(Friday, after headcount and alibi check!
After headcounts and alibi checks, Tsurumaru will linger around a bit to watch people break off into their smaller groups and pairs before slipping away on his own. Let's see if he can find anyone interesting to bother now that the excitment has passed for the morning.)
After headcounts and alibi checks, Tsurumaru will linger around a bit to watch people break off into their smaller groups and pairs before slipping away on his own. Let's see if he can find anyone interesting to bother now that the excitment has passed for the morning.)
[ kaeya is here, lingering after the headcount and perched unceremoniously on the arm of one of the rickety chairs in the lobby. polaris lets out a sharp sneeze and the wolf shifts in a sharp twist of white into a peacock.
there's an ungainly squawk as he settles feathers out in a sharp burst. some of them flutter to the ground (they will eventually turn to dust but for now they're just A Mess(TM) ]
Polaris... why are you making it so hard to clean up after you?
there's an ungainly squawk as he settles feathers out in a sharp burst. some of them flutter to the ground (they will eventually turn to dust but for now they're just A Mess(TM) ]
Polaris... why are you making it so hard to clean up after you?
(okay but peacock? hello.
Tsurumaru's attention is instantly caught and he wants to come over and look!)
Ah, look, Kiku. (The magpie on flying along in circles and swoops near him settles on his shoulder,) Isn't she beautiful?
(Kiku spreads her wings, slapping Tsurumaru in the face,)
Of course, of course, you are, too.
(HE IS JUST??? TOTALLY IGNORING KAEYA??? Only birds now.)
Tsurumaru's attention is instantly caught and he wants to come over and look!)
Ah, look, Kiku. (The magpie on flying along in circles and swoops near him settles on his shoulder,) Isn't she beautiful?
(Kiku spreads her wings, slapping Tsurumaru in the face,)
Of course, of course, you are, too.
(HE IS JUST??? TOTALLY IGNORING KAEYA??? Only birds now.)
[ only birds, and polaris preens, realizing that he is gathering attention (duh, that's what he wants always, an underlying need, a little flash and what have you.) still, kaeya looks only mildly amused as tsurumaru comes over.
and is promptly slapped by his own bird. ]
His name is Polaris. A bit of a showboat.
[ polaris turns and whacks kaeya with his tail quite pointedly. weaponized. you may continue to praise him and ignore his human. thx. ]
and is promptly slapped by his own bird. ]
His name is Polaris. A bit of a showboat.
[ polaris turns and whacks kaeya with his tail quite pointedly. weaponized. you may continue to praise him and ignore his human. thx. ]
(Looking at Kaeya and then back at Polaris,)
He?
(And crouching down to be on a closer level to Polaris,)
Pardon me. (Yes, whack this poor man that clearly cannot count.) Ah, if you know you're beautiful, then why keep it to yourself, right?
Some humans don't understand.
(Kiku chirps... in agreement? Yes.)
He?
(And crouching down to be on a closer level to Polaris,)
Pardon me. (Yes, whack this poor man that clearly cannot count.) Ah, if you know you're beautiful, then why keep it to yourself, right?
Some humans don't understand.
(Kiku chirps... in agreement? Yes.)
[ polaris smells a kindred spirit. as much as a bird can smell anyways. his neck cranes at kaeya like "see? someone appreciates me? and all the beautiful presents i leave behind?" polaris dips down and takes a feather, placing it forward.
--kaeya feels a twinge of unease and clears his throat--
before stepping back.
it will fade to dust after a few hours, but polaris for some reason likes giving them away???? ]
It isn't that I don't understand, far from it. It's just that if I have to wake with one more huge quill stuck in my ass I don't know what I'll do.
--kaeya feels a twinge of unease and clears his throat--
before stepping back.
it will fade to dust after a few hours, but polaris for some reason likes giving them away???? ]
It isn't that I don't understand, far from it. It's just that if I have to wake with one more huge quill stuck in my ass I don't know what I'll do.
(Ah. Tsurumaru looks at the offering. There's a quick, brief glance over towards Kaeya and a moment of consideration before Kiku alights, hopping on the ground in front of Polaris and taking the feather. It's bigger than she is but she makes it work, skipping off with it and taking flight once more. Tsurumaru stands up, holding open his bag for her to deposit the feather in.)
Such a generous creature... (A bow of the head towards Polaris,) Thank you.
(This is the best he can do for now.)
... Well, it isn't my concern how you decide to sleep. (Especially if you are ending up with feathers in your ass????) I hope you slept well last night, though.
Such a generous creature... (A bow of the head towards Polaris,) Thank you.
(This is the best he can do for now.)
... Well, it isn't my concern how you decide to sleep. (Especially if you are ending up with feathers in your ass????) I hope you slept well last night, though.
[ HE SOMETIMES SLEEPS TUCKED BEHIND HIS KNEES OKAY. IT'S HOW IT HAPPENS. ]
Like a baby, unfortunately. Once the door locked, I didn't think I would be able to fall asleep at all.
[ he looks down at polaris and softly strokes beneath his chin. generous dumb bird. he watches kiku with a light smile, the quick, darting motions surprisingly elegant to watch. ]
What about you?
Like a baby, unfortunately. Once the door locked, I didn't think I would be able to fall asleep at all.
[ he looks down at polaris and softly strokes beneath his chin. generous dumb bird. he watches kiku with a light smile, the quick, darting motions surprisingly elegant to watch. ]
What about you?
(Maybe don't leave your ass exposed???)
(Tsurumaru is quiet as he listens to Kaeya, thinking about the answer.)
After the building trapped us and the sounds began, I'd planned on staying awake... but then I awoke this morning.
(So, same. Kiku lands on Tsurumaru's head and does one, single skip and chirp as if to confirm. Yeah, it was weird??)
(Tsurumaru is quiet as he listens to Kaeya, thinking about the answer.)
After the building trapped us and the sounds began, I'd planned on staying awake... but then I awoke this morning.
(So, same. Kiku lands on Tsurumaru's head and does one, single skip and chirp as if to confirm. Yeah, it was weird??)
[ aggressively knocking on tsurumaru's door. when it's opened, there stands kaeya with a plethora of softly glowing, colorful vines and plants. while he's certain they may not glow for very long, for now there's a bit of levity in holding such baubles in his arms. ]
Tsurumaru, I've brought you a gift.
[ at his side, polaris is in his favored form, a peacock. he also has a few vines around his neck and his tail feathers are out and fanned. hello he is here praise his beauty, he also has a gift for kiku in his beak.
def not a reflection of kaeya's desire for attention. ]
Tsurumaru, I've brought you a gift.
[ at his side, polaris is in his favored form, a peacock. he also has a few vines around his neck and his tail feathers are out and fanned. hello he is here praise his beauty, he also has a gift for kiku in his beak.
def not a reflection of kaeya's desire for attention. ]
Edited 2021-10-06 15:12 (UTC)
(KAEYA IS HERE WITH INTERESTING THINGS
And Tsurumaru just crouches down to be on Polaris' level. Kiku lands on his shoulder! She's magpie tweeting at Polaris. Probably something like good morning how are you and so on. )
Ah, what a surprise! Did you dress yourself? How beautiful you are!
(He looks up at Kaeya,)
And Kaeya-kun too.
(Tsuru, he is an adult? Don't call him -kun? )
A gift for me? To be treated so favorably... How will I ever repay this?
And Tsurumaru just crouches down to be on Polaris' level. Kiku lands on his shoulder! She's magpie tweeting at Polaris. Probably something like good morning how are you and so on. )
Ah, what a surprise! Did you dress yourself? How beautiful you are!
(He looks up at Kaeya,)
And Kaeya-kun too.
(Tsuru, he is an adult? Don't call him -kun? )
A gift for me? To be treated so favorably... How will I ever repay this?
[ polaris extends the small clipping in his beak. more gifts! bird language revolved around the shiniest of baubles and polaris is happy to provide. he trills out in turn. because no, kaeya dressed him, as in kaeya unceremoniously wound a bunch of vines loosely around his daemon who is more than happy to stand out more.
your compliments are appreciated, met with a soft ruffle of his tail feathers. yes. he is so beautiful. thank you, thank you. ]
Very easy, you spend some quality time with me. I thought we could have a bit of fun, lighten up our situation. [ bounces the vines a bit ] Literally.
your compliments are appreciated, met with a soft ruffle of his tail feathers. yes. he is so beautiful. thank you, thank you. ]
Very easy, you spend some quality time with me. I thought we could have a bit of fun, lighten up our situation. [ bounces the vines a bit ] Literally.
[ kaeya will steal tsuru away from the room full of dread and food once they have cobbled together all of the treasure in that strange feast and turned in their weird, morose scavenger hunt. behind him polaris trots now in wolf form, protectively circling the both of them as they make their way to the guest room wings. ]
I know all about rust, as a swordsman I have to to make sure I keep my blade in the best condition possible. But you, my friend, don't have a drop of metal on you.
Do you always speak in such silly metaphor?
I know all about rust, as a swordsman I have to to make sure I keep my blade in the best condition possible. But you, my friend, don't have a drop of metal on you.
Do you always speak in such silly metaphor?
(Kiku chirps? She tweets and will flutter down to take the gift from Polaris. She is but a simple magpie who enjoys shiny things. No actually if Daemons are their souls, it's because she, like Tsurumaru, likes to be spoiled and treated well. She's thrilled. Look at the way her feathers spread and she preens. She'll take flight into the room! Hopping on the floor a short distance away and chirping, as if calling for them to come in.
Tsurumaru takes his time standing up straight. Do you ever get the feeling that someone is acting a certain way to deliberately make them look at them? That's literally everything Tsurumaru does. He just wants attention okay.)
Thinking of me? (He's teasing I hate him.) How thoughtful.
(Kiku! Chirps! PAY. ATTENTION. TO. HER.)
When was the last time I arranged flowers...
(His voices trails. Well? When was it? He isn't going to explain anymore.)
Come in, come in. Make yourself at home. Maybe Allen-kun can join us.
(Allen...... who is not Tsurumaru's roommate FYI.)
Tsurumaru takes his time standing up straight. Do you ever get the feeling that someone is acting a certain way to deliberately make them look at them? That's literally everything Tsurumaru does. He just wants attention okay.)
Thinking of me? (He's teasing I hate him.) How thoughtful.
(Kiku! Chirps! PAY. ATTENTION. TO. HER.)
When was the last time I arranged flowers...
(His voices trails. Well? When was it? He isn't going to explain anymore.)
Come in, come in. Make yourself at home. Maybe Allen-kun can join us.
(Allen...... who is not Tsurumaru's roommate FYI.)
(Kiku seems pretty content to stay in magpie form most days. The hood of his cloak is quite cozy, you know? Something about Kaeya's question seems to catch her attention though and she peeks out from his hood. It's only for a moment before she shifts forms, sliding down his shoulder and into his arms. She's an otter now. He carries her like she's his baby, patting her back as he skips ahead of Kaeya, head held up high,)
But it's true; I will rust!
(It's no secret that Tsurumaru has an #Aesthetic. He dresses in all white, his accents are gold and a dark, almost-black blue. But Kaeya is observant and might notice that his style even matches his sword.)
I think I might become like a pickled plum; all wrinkly and salty from the sea. And then I'll also rust and lose all of my beauty.
And in the end, regardless of which, I'll surely disappear.
But it's true; I will rust!
(It's no secret that Tsurumaru has an #Aesthetic. He dresses in all white, his accents are gold and a dark, almost-black blue. But Kaeya is observant and might notice that his style even matches his sword.)
I think I might become like a pickled plum; all wrinkly and salty from the sea. And then I'll also rust and lose all of my beauty.
And in the end, regardless of which, I'll surely disappear.
Edited 2021-10-07 14:36 (UTC)
[ polaris is taking his sweet time, okay, but will follow after kiku happily and find a place to perch with a great sweep of white wings to give him just a little lift. come up here and i will pay attention to you! a trill and lift of the feathers indicates thusly. ]
Ah yes, I'm afraid my only acquaintance with him was at trial... when he said he would only strip for something in return.
[ a chuckle as he will follow tsurumaru in and make himself comfortable wherever! sits like a slut in a chair tbh and deposits the bioluminescent flora on one of the desks. he begins to take the end of one and slowly work it within his hands, not too much so as not to crush the leaves, but with a delicate touch. ]
Mmm, perhaps a fun little crown, what do you think? Doubles as a bit of your own personal lighting in a place like this.
[ like a headlamp, u know ]
Ah yes, I'm afraid my only acquaintance with him was at trial... when he said he would only strip for something in return.
[ a chuckle as he will follow tsurumaru in and make himself comfortable wherever! sits like a slut in a chair tbh and deposits the bioluminescent flora on one of the desks. he begins to take the end of one and slowly work it within his hands, not too much so as not to crush the leaves, but with a delicate touch. ]
Mmm, perhaps a fun little crown, what do you think? Doubles as a bit of your own personal lighting in a place like this.
[ like a headlamp, u know ]
[ tsuru skips ahead and kaeya gives a bit of a laugh, shaking his head. ]
As I said before, Tsurumaru. I simply will not allow that to happen.
[ he glances down at polaris who begins to trot ahead happily, making a quick little circle carefully around tsuru as kaeya catches up with him and begins to carefully walk backwards down the corridor. the dread from the dining hall is fading, and kaeya is determined to shake it all off. no one gets in his head, no one. ]
Like a sword, I will take care of you, if that's what you fear. That's my job as a knight, after all, it's what I've be sworn to do.
As I said before, Tsurumaru. I simply will not allow that to happen.
[ he glances down at polaris who begins to trot ahead happily, making a quick little circle carefully around tsuru as kaeya catches up with him and begins to carefully walk backwards down the corridor. the dread from the dining hall is fading, and kaeya is determined to shake it all off. no one gets in his head, no one. ]
Like a sword, I will take care of you, if that's what you fear. That's my job as a knight, after all, it's what I've be sworn to do.
(Kiku will definitely perch next to Polaris. She's just a tiny little magpie next to him but she has the energy and confidence of a big bird, ok. They are just two Daemons that are going to spoil each other with attention apparently.
Tsurumaru thinks its cute.)
And did you give him anything?
(Kaeya ur sitting posture.......... In comparison, Tsurumaru sits more properly. He has good posture, like someone who really likes to look his best but there's something relaxed about it too... like this is something that just comes to him naturally without any effort at all.
He reaches for some of the pieces, picking the ones he likes best. He's always had a talent for making delicate things-- origami, flower arrangements, delicate calligraphy-- he's an old, classical soul.)
I would prefer a red one. (Some of these probably glow a very pale pink which is close enough??) But these will do for now.
Tsurumaru thinks its cute.)
And did you give him anything?
(Kaeya ur sitting posture.......... In comparison, Tsurumaru sits more properly. He has good posture, like someone who really likes to look his best but there's something relaxed about it too... like this is something that just comes to him naturally without any effort at all.
He reaches for some of the pieces, picking the ones he likes best. He's always had a talent for making delicate things-- origami, flower arrangements, delicate calligraphy-- he's an old, classical soul.)
I would prefer a red one. (Some of these probably glow a very pale pink which is close enough??) But these will do for now.
("Like a sword, I will take care of you,"
What an interesting choice of words. Tsurumaru can't tell if Kaeya is looking for answers or confirmation. Whether he realizes it or not, his words have a certain weight to them and it's enough to make Tsurumaru slow to a regular walk.
When he replies, he doesn't look back. He only raises his head and answers in his usual, light and airy tone,)
I wonder... are you the type that makes promises easily? Or perhaps you're one that lies naturally...
(His words are sharp but his voice is friendly. He's naturally distant, even when he lets others get close.)
Be careful of the expectations you set. You wouldn't want to let anyone down~
What an interesting choice of words. Tsurumaru can't tell if Kaeya is looking for answers or confirmation. Whether he realizes it or not, his words have a certain weight to them and it's enough to make Tsurumaru slow to a regular walk.
When he replies, he doesn't look back. He only raises his head and answers in his usual, light and airy tone,)
I wonder... are you the type that makes promises easily? Or perhaps you're one that lies naturally...
(His words are sharp but his voice is friendly. He's naturally distant, even when he lets others get close.)
Be careful of the expectations you set. You wouldn't want to let anyone down~
[ kaeya's fingers lace behind his head as he gives a slight stretch. the tone of tsurumaru's voice has veered and he can feel it, taut as a string drawn between them. he thinks about it a long moment, and in that instant he feels it--rain, cold, heat, all at once. it slides down his back, a shadowy memory in the backdrop as he gives pause. or perhaps you're the one that lies naturally... ]
Maybe if I were younger, and thought that lying was the only thing I could do to keep people close to me. If I were desperate or lonely. Heh.
[ he turns, sees that polaris has stopped to look at the both of them before training his eyes on kaeya. there's a moment where his ears have gone soft, flattened, tail low. he licks his maw softly over and over again. ]
But I'm a Knight, and I'm afraid that I've sworn an oath, not just to some distant city and it's people... [ softer: ] but to myself. So whether you believe me or not, I do intend to keep my promises.
Maybe if I were younger, and thought that lying was the only thing I could do to keep people close to me. If I were desperate or lonely. Heh.
[ he turns, sees that polaris has stopped to look at the both of them before training his eyes on kaeya. there's a moment where his ears have gone soft, flattened, tail low. he licks his maw softly over and over again. ]
But I'm a Knight, and I'm afraid that I've sworn an oath, not just to some distant city and it's people... [ softer: ] but to myself. So whether you believe me or not, I do intend to keep my promises.
Edited 2021-10-08 19:55 (UTC)
(He stops to look back at Kaeya, gold eyes watching focusing on the knight. He's an old spirit, one that has been around others for a long time. Does he really buy what Kaeya is saying? Does he really believe what most people say around him? Hm.)
You're still quite young.
(He gently corrects Kaeya and turns on his heel, his robes billowing and twisting with the motion. Kiku begins to shift forms, freeing his arms and the long sleeves of his kimono look like wings. Everything with him is always for show, )
Did you know you can learn lessons from old stories? There are many stories but in every versionn, to break a promise with a crane ends with it leaving forever, never to be seen again.
(Beside him, Kiku stands in a form she has shown before but doesn't take particularly often-- a red crowned crane. She watches Tsurumaru, her wings tucked neatly at her side,)
Be careful.
(He rests a hand on his sword,)
If there's something you want to know, you should ask it.
(Maybe Kaeya should just try asking directly!!!)
You're still quite young.
(He gently corrects Kaeya and turns on his heel, his robes billowing and twisting with the motion. Kiku begins to shift forms, freeing his arms and the long sleeves of his kimono look like wings. Everything with him is always for show, )
Did you know you can learn lessons from old stories? There are many stories but in every versionn, to break a promise with a crane ends with it leaving forever, never to be seen again.
(Beside him, Kiku stands in a form she has shown before but doesn't take particularly often-- a red crowned crane. She watches Tsurumaru, her wings tucked neatly at her side,)
Be careful.
(He rests a hand on his sword,)
If there's something you want to know, you should ask it.
(Maybe Kaeya should just try asking directly!!!)
[ the look causes kaeya to give pause. polaris stops just as well, watches as in a flurry of white, suddenly tsurumaru stands before him now with a hand resting on his sword at his side and kiku beside him, a magnificent crane. they stand in silence for a moment, the pressure of the hallway heavy, drawing inwards. but it's the sort of pressure that causes kaeya to lift his head a bit.
in a flurry of white, polaris bursts into a peacock form. tail sweeping around him. if there is a mask, it is coming off. ]
I know. You're ancient.
[ i've seen your profile. kaeya commits every strange elder to memory. but he tries to allow it to come out with time. tsurumaru swirls in delectable metaphor that reminds kaeya of old liyue poetry, from the tea houses where in the streets they speak of rex lapis and his mighty adepti.
leaving forever, never to be seen again. ]
Will you tell me what you are, Tsurumaru? I want to know.
in a flurry of white, polaris bursts into a peacock form. tail sweeping around him. if there is a mask, it is coming off. ]
I know. You're ancient.
[ i've seen your profile. kaeya commits every strange elder to memory. but he tries to allow it to come out with time. tsurumaru swirls in delectable metaphor that reminds kaeya of old liyue poetry, from the tea houses where in the streets they speak of rex lapis and his mighty adepti.
leaving forever, never to be seen again. ]
Will you tell me what you are, Tsurumaru? I want to know.
(It looks like they're both showing themselves, or at least, showing a facet,)
Oh, I'm not quite that old.
(But he is, undeniably, old.)
After a life of service, an object receives a soul. Therefore, when an object reaches its 100th year, it becomes alive and aware. Sometimes sooner, sometimes later; it depends on the service.
(He speaks plainly, as if this is normal. Because it is. It's just how things are.)
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, forged a thousand years ago in the Heian Era and passed down through the years from master to master. I'm quite well known where I'm from.
(He taps the sword at his side once more, drawing attention to it,)
Some even consider me one of the greatest swords in Japan.
Oh, I'm not quite that old.
(But he is, undeniably, old.)
After a life of service, an object receives a soul. Therefore, when an object reaches its 100th year, it becomes alive and aware. Sometimes sooner, sometimes later; it depends on the service.
(He speaks plainly, as if this is normal. Because it is. It's just how things are.)
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, forged a thousand years ago in the Heian Era and passed down through the years from master to master. I'm quite well known where I'm from.
(He taps the sword at his side once more, drawing attention to it,)
Some even consider me one of the greatest swords in Japan.
[ social preening commencing, which is also just polaris finding loose feather sheathes and being like oh how pretty you are? really these birds are just lifting each other up like we all should be doing. ]
I'll take blue then. That's always been my color.
[ a warm smile as he pushes some of the pinker vines towards tsurumaru as he goes through them. kaeya's sitting posture continues to be that of an inappropriate slut, but he's having quite a good time in tsurumaru's company as evidenced by polaris' happy little trills. asshole. ]
I thought they might also be helpful as beacons of sorts in all the dark. We can better keep an eye on each other this way should something happen.
I'll take blue then. That's always been my color.
[ a warm smile as he pushes some of the pinker vines towards tsurumaru as he goes through them. kaeya's sitting posture continues to be that of an inappropriate slut, but he's having quite a good time in tsurumaru's company as evidenced by polaris' happy little trills. asshole. ]
I thought they might also be helpful as beacons of sorts in all the dark. We can better keep an eye on each other this way should something happen.
(These birds are really just being the healthy emotional support their companions probably really actually need but won't reveal because tehre is a human shell covering their soul.
Kaeya mentions blue being his color and Kiku spreads her wings and lets out a loud call. She is, after all, an azure-winged magpie. Blue is a good color. She returns her attention back to Polaris though, her tail feathers wagging with each little hop... this is what happens when your body is 60% tailfeathers ok. But yes, yes, you're so pretty, Polaris. She knows. And so kind too. What a good bird you are.)
A light in the darkness,
(Of course, Tsurumaru is more inclined to think in metaphor. He's an old soul.
He begins to twist some of the vines together, looping smaller pieces between the twists,) and a tool to see.
My, I wonder what other uses we could find.
(He picks up one of star-shaped bloom,)
If we knew the meaning, imagine the secret messages one could send~
(Flower language. He's talking about flower language.)
Kaeya mentions blue being his color and Kiku spreads her wings and lets out a loud call. She is, after all, an azure-winged magpie. Blue is a good color. She returns her attention back to Polaris though, her tail feathers wagging with each little hop... this is what happens when your body is 60% tailfeathers ok. But yes, yes, you're so pretty, Polaris. She knows. And so kind too. What a good bird you are.)
A light in the darkness,
(Of course, Tsurumaru is more inclined to think in metaphor. He's an old soul.
He begins to twist some of the vines together, looping smaller pieces between the twists,) and a tool to see.
My, I wonder what other uses we could find.
(He picks up one of star-shaped bloom,)
If we knew the meaning, imagine the secret messages one could send~
(Flower language. He's talking about flower language.)
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