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Who: Tsurumaru and you
Which: Open log!
Where: Out and about
What: Open dream board prompts for vines, spring planting, and elemental cores.
Warnings: N/A
VINE TRAPS
SPRING PLANTING
ELEMENTAL CORES
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Which: Open log!
Where: Out and about
What: Open dream board prompts for vines, spring planting, and elemental cores.
Warnings: N/A
VINE TRAPS
(This is a world of dreams where your emotions can give you powers.
As soon as Tsurumaru had heard that, he'd felt his chest tighten and was quick to get an even tighter grip on it. Tsurumaru Kuninaga is careful with his emotions. He keeps them carefully controlled at all times and only reveals when he wants others to see them. The idea that he might have to let others see more than he'd otherwise be willing to… he dislikes it. True to character though, even now, he keeps his disdain covered up.
Instead, when confronted with a task and told to create fire or a positive feeling, he just looks amused and leans in close,)
Well? You know what to do!
(He shifts all of the attention away from him and puts it on someone else.
If you try to turn it on him and ask him to do something first instead, he does his best to look demure. He raises a sleeve to his face, covering it partially from view, and looks away… but why does this look more coy than genuinely shy? There's that mischievous, spark in his eye. Those familiar with Certain Types of Characters might recognize it is as… … … the look of someone trying to get out of work.)
Me? I've only just arrived. I still have so much to learn~
(He sure is going to pretend to be as useless as possible. Unless you're feeling generous and want to help him figure out fire or you know... express himself?)
SPRING PLANTING
(Tsurumaru is a friendly spirit. He's social and he likes to help others, especially when he hears they're in need. So when someone asks him for a little bit of help getting ready fro spring, he's more than happy…
… Until he gets to the field. There are patches of snow, some of the fields are trashed, and even the fences need to be fixed. His expression drops and as the farmers and everyone begin to get to work, he just crouches down at the edge of the field, gathering up his all white robes so they don't touch the ground, and watches for a moment before sighing,)
Even in dreams, I end up on field duty…
(Casually implies he actually knows how to help but is choosing not to?)
What a surprise…
(Except he sounds really bummed out by it. SIGH. You asked him for help, he agreed, he came all the way here, and now he isn't going to do anything.
… Unless someone makes him.)
ELEMENTAL CORES
(This is something much more up Tsurumaru's alley. There are reports of sightings of elemental golems that need to be taken down.
He doesn't look the least bit concerned and if anything, he's just a mix of calm and excited. What is it? Ah, confidence. He's in good spirits as he skips ahead, resting his sword on his shoulders all the while. He doesn't look back as he speaks,)
I heard there were many different kinds~
(And he begins to prattle them off,)
Wind, fire, water… I wonder which one we'll find. What do you think?
(Choose your enemy before we run into it.)
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for the vine
...and he has absolutely zero clue, because he's deaf and doesn't understand the concept of dreams as someone who does not sleep so much as sit down to enjoy "inactive periods" to conserve energy. The entire premise of this world is lost on him.
Much like the entire premise of this outing, but This is FineTM. He
mom?grandpa??and immediately latched on, following Tsurumaru like the zombie duckling he is. It doesn't matter where they're going or what they're doing, or the fact that it is darn cold out and he's just wearing the same faded, worn clothing as before--better suited for late spring, not early-slash-late-winter.It also doesn't matter that he very much has no idea what he's supposed to do here with all these vines--clearly Tsurumaru is hungry and needs help procuring food.
....in the form of dead, rotted, trapped animal sin vines. This makes Perfect Sense.
Don't worry grandpa. He's got your back ]
Auh!
[ Which is what he says, right before he shoves a hand straight into the thorns ]
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Aa-ah.
(As calm as ever despite his reaction time,)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, Bocchan.
(Look, by now, Tsuru knows he's different.)
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Thankfully, Tsuru manages to stop him before he actually touches any of those icy vines or thorns. Fast. Really fast, to the point where he has to blink twice before he realizes he's been stopped.
grandpa...ur a speed demon. ]
--??
[ He looks back at Tsurumaru in confusion at being stopped, flexing his stiff fingers ]
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Careful.
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[ he nods, but the way he tilts his head makes it clear he doesn't understand why Tsuru is stopping him. He points at the trapped remains of what may, at once point in time, been some kind of squirrel...thing. ]
Auhwah.
[ grandpa! it's right there!! ]
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Spring Planting 🌼
Well, I suppose even dreams can be disappointingly pedestrian.
[ But Sholmes gave his word. He sighs and rolls up the cuffs of his trousers past the ankles of his balmorals, well clear of the wet muck. He glances over at the hunkered figure. At least Sholmes' clothes aren't as ill-suited to the task as this poor chap's finery. ]
I'd imagined planting seedlings in rich loam. A few newborn lambs frolicking about, soft as clouds. A flock of fat chickens foraging, maybe.
[ He stands up straight and stretches left, right, warming up his back. ] ... Not tilling acres of sludge.
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(Because Tsuru's are never boring. He doesn't dream boring things like some people. Oh, but there goes Sholmes painting some sort of... picture with his words? Objectively, Tsurumaru can see how this is supposed to sound quaint. Beautiful! Romantic! Relaxing, even! But he seems largely unimpressed. No, it'll take more than a few pretty words to win him,)
That's what fieldwork is. It's working in the dirt, getting covered in filth, and coming out smelling like you've been outside all day.
(Gross.)
You smell even worse when there are animals, too!
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[ Although simply discussing the topic of nightmares here has begun to feel taboo. He shrugs off his boxy leather satchel and hangs it from a nearby fence post, then begins to remove his overcoat. ]
You sound well-acquainted with the task at hand. Hardly what I would expect from someone with such a stately presence!
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I'd rather die in my sleep.
(Does he need to be this dramatic? Always.
As for the question, he hums to himself, still making absolutely no effort to try and help,)
That's what I told master. "You can't expect someone like me to do fieldwork!" And do you know what they said?
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elemental cores
[ It's honestly good for them that Tsuru doesn't bat an eye at Phantom's sometimes-dramatic way of speaking. They're working together today, but Phantom is always half a step behind, as if somewhat taking cover inside Tsuru's shadow.
All the better to vanish and reappear with his blades at the enemy's throat. Or whatever vital parts golems have. ]
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Mhm!
(He nods in agreement,)
It's all a surprise in the end.
(That's... what he got from it. This is clearly what Phantom means. Or maybe he's purposely interpreting it this way for himself.
He also doesn't seem to mind at all that Phantom is staying behind him. In a way, it's fitting, isn't it? Shadows appear where there is light and if Tsuru is leading the way, then the shadow will follow behind him.
As they walk, they follow a stream that begins to widen and become a full river beside them. Water, which had been calm before, begins to rush. They're getting close. )
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You will take point, yes?
[ Unarmoured as he is, he isn't suited to direct confrontation. He had evasive skills, but it would not be possible to sustain them without causing collateral damage to any companions. He's still learning how to cooperate with others.
The golems don't need to be killed, but the two of them don't know that... do they? ]
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Of course.
(It's more fun than just sitting back. He acknowledges Phantom's fighting style, of course (whatever that might be) but Tsurumaru's has always been more direct,)
Ah, but don't hold back for my sake, Phantom. It's important for you to have fun, too.
(He sure is showing parts of his own personality right now.
The water is roaring now.)
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Vine~
[Ace has no idea why the man simply won't do it himself, so he just.... Uses his pointer finger and lights the ground on fire.]
Better?
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(He claps his hands!!! He's very excited for the fire.)
Good, good! Now, use it on those vines.
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[He looks at the vines and shapes his hand as a gun, and then fires little balls of fire with the tip of his finger at every vine.]
That's it?
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(He's encouraging Ace,)
If you do the rest, we'll be finished in no time~
(Do all of the work for him.)
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Spring planting
I mean there's worse duties you could be on. Just wait until your older brother makes you have to wash and groom his huge three headed dog.
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(He replies very plainly and cheerfully. Sure, he might have some other swords made by his smith but at the citadel? He is essentially an only child! The only Kuninaga sword.)
I'm quite lucky in that sense.
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No no no, that just won't do~ So I, with all the kindness in my heart will give you a taste of what you've been missing~ Now come along lil bro, we've got work to do.
[ Mammon stands up on his feet, practically gliding on over to Tsuru. If he doesn't slip away, he'll feel Mammon slip his arm around his shoulders as if they were old pals or something. ]
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(Isn't this either a yes or no question? Tsuru is still crouched down on the ground and while he'll get up for Mammon... he plants his feet firmly in the ground.)
Isn't it an older brother's duty to take care of the younger brothers?
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Vine Traps
[Roxas had been willing to help with the vine traps because they posed quite a threat given what was tangled up in them. But when Tsurumaru explains just why he's choosing not to help, Roxas can't help but squint a little. Sure, that was a valid excuse, but... this guy seemed a bit too chipper about being new.]
Don't you want to at least try? You won't get better at this if you don't.
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I thought I would watch first.
(And just keep watching.)
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Alright. Then just stick close and pay attention.
[And maybe since he has a little bit of excess annoyance at this guy's flippant nature, he's able to conjure a pretty good ball of flame to his hand, which he holds under the vine to help melt the ice.]
There's nothing much to it. It's mostly focusing on an emotion and pushing it through.
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(He leans in a little closer to look at the fire (from a safe distance, of course))
... Which one?
(Which emotion, Roxas. Tell him.)
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