BLADE ✴

[calamitish]

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[baebladie]

[ Why are items randomly falling through...?? ]

...And you're used to this happening?

[ Blade wonders if it is just incidental rather than of any significance, then. But, why do some items linger...? ]

As in it is something out of your control?

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[calamitish]

[ ish smiles. ]

[calamitish]

Have you heard it talking?

[baebladie]

[ Blade squints a little. ]

Not yet.

...Are talking umbrellas a universal commonality?

[ He brings it closer to him though out of curiosity. If this is like a common thing he should try to see if it has a voice. Does he hear anything? ]

[lesmodsalouette]

[The umbrella, which up until now has been quite inert and quite untalkative, lets out a distinct sound that sounds like a sigh. There is no mouth, just an umbrella sigh.

Also, after a dramatic beat, it tilts and spins at the perfect angle to whap Blade lightly over the head.]

[baebladie]

[ What the hell is his life hell in this game. It's unfortunate it doesn't even hurt when it hits, it is just embarrassing. ]

Wha—

...why?

[calamitish]

Hahahaha! That wasn't me, by the way.

[ ish looks at the umbrella curiously. ]

I was gonna say if you hadn't heard anything then you're fine buttttttt—you'd have to ask him not me.

[ a beat. ]

I think it's a him anyway.

[baebladie]

...This is the only time I've believed you unequivocally, pretender.

I don't even know how you can tell these things.

[ ...

Then as he looks to the umbrella, he asks: ]

Why did you do that?

[lesmodsalouette]

That was for making me watch.

[It’s a low voice, maybe a little staticky, but even so the flat lack of amusement comes through. Somehow.

The umbrella tilts back up.

Blade gets the feeling he’s being contemplated.]

What do you want?

1/???

[baebladie]

What do you mean—

2/???

[baebladie]

[ Wait...can it be...??? ]

3/????

[baebladie]

[...]

4/5

[baebladie]

[ The seven stages of grief. ]

5/5

[baebladie]

[ ..................

...

Blade has no idea what do people even ask others things he usually leaves this to other people. ]

...I don't know. If I can call you something - a name or title - that first?

[calamitish]

"Making me watch"? Wowwww, you all really are busy!!! I thought I sensed some of that, but those aren't the matters of the heart I specialize in.

[ turning to blade. ]

Don't worry, you're far from the only ones going at it. [ he says this with all his usual bravado but I will say he's not in the mod ceiling, but he can read Vibes. ]

1/2

[lesmodsalouette]

[The umbrella tilts distinctly in Ish's direction, though it doesn't repeat its physical admonishment.]

Don't act as though you didn't have a hand in it.

[It sounds serious but is the matter really that serious. Anyway.]

2/2

[fillintheblanket]

[There's a brief clearing of the throat and then the umbrella straightens, seeming to stand on ceremony -- however a wagasa in cotton candy colors can do so.]

My name is Yamanbagiri Kunihiro. Remember it. This isn't my true form, but a whim of this world. I am a sword forged as a duplicate of the original Yamanbagiri at the request of Nagao Akinaga, of Ashikaga Castle.

1/2

[baebladie]

[ Side-eyeing Ish. He has something resembling shame. ]

Urgh...insufferable, crass, and incorrigible.

[ He did get vibes people are probably close but he can't tell if. You know. ]

2/2

[baebladie]

[ More importantly, though...what are the chances...? He's looking at Yamanbagiri. ]

...A sword. I wish I could see you in your true form.

Your craftsmanship must have been notable.

[ Swords requested to be forged, duplicate or no, must have had immaculate work done. For a moment, he even looks at his hands. A man who was once a blacksmith (a craftsman who made many weapons, and other works) coming across a sword - and now a swordsman himself.

What are the chances? ]

You know my name. It must be strange and unfortunate to be trapped here. Not in your true form.

[ Can't believe Mikazuki is causing a loop again. Nah, just kidding. ]

[calamitish]

I didn't tell them to screw each other, but to murder each other! They're both high born emotions, though so...

[ that's his useless commentary, go on. ]

[fillintheblanket]

Hmm. Don't set your expectations too high. I am a masterpiece of a duplicate, but also just a duplicate.

[It's said lightly, despite the jumble of contradictions in two sentences. Almost rote, in a way.

Blade gets the feeling he's being looked over once again, with umbrella-eyes of some sort.]

... I know a little about all of you. You have even less luck than me.

[Is Mikazuki causing loops really worse than their local clown causing loops.]

[baebladie]

[ Dead-eye stare for Ish...stoic man version as if to silently judge. Ish is always worthy of being judged, but this is a new judgment.

Then, looking back at Umbrella-Yamanbagiri. ]

I simply acknowledge that there would have been enough effort placed in your forging to be notable. I would have to verify anything else by seeing the real you.

[ But he is sure he'd be still noteworthy - funny for a sword to seem to be ready to be quite hard on himself. Though, being a duplicate must come with its challenges. He's definitely heard of legends of living blades, after all - travel enough as a Stellaron Hunter and there'd be enough out there (nevermind the Xianzhou's...particular ones. Not all remembered, granted, but pertinent regardless.) ]

I'm used to nothing going right. The rest of us, maybe not so much.

Did you automatically turn to an umbrella as soon as you arrived, or was it a gradual change?

[calamitish]

[ this time ish says nothing, merely tilting his head as they banter back and forth.

👂 ]

[fillintheblanket]

I guess we have a few things in common.

But this wagasa... is hard to describe. I don't understand much about the mechanisms of this -- place.

[Put that ear away. Yamanbagiri hasn't forgotten about their audience of one and a bouquet of snakes; after a moment the umbrella folds, punctuation marking the closing of their impromptu gab (gossip?) session.

There is a parting statement, however.]

Much like your host. Anyway, make sure to store this properly. I'm not always awake, but I will be now and then.

[baebladie]

Hm. I wonder what else.

[ His life has been painful, so...anyway. ]

I'll make sure.

[ Blade has kept his questions more simple because of the listening in of the host. Any more in-depth ones will be for later. He just gained more incentive to work harder somehow, I guess...how did this happen. ]

We will speak again, Yamanbagiri.