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fandomhigh2018-07-13 09:29 am
battlewithstyle) wrote in fandomhigh2018-07-13 09:29 am
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Japanese Blades, First Period, Friday [07/13].
The Danger Shop was in the dojo set-up again, though the little blue-haired child was not present this week. Instead, there was a man about 5' 6" tall in a blue track suit, with long green hair that came over one side of his face to perfectly cover one of his eyes.
"Welcome back," Mitsutada said, smiling at his gathered students. "I am glad to see all of you who were not scared off by last week."
He chuckled, and then gestured at the man next to him. "We are going up in weapon size this week, though my comrade here is a little bigger than most, in no small part because he was once an even bigger weapon. Wakizashi are the weapons of the day."
"I am Nikkari Aoe," the green-haired man introduced. "I'm an Oowakizashi that was once an Ootachi. Yes, yes, you think my name is strange as well, don't you? But well, I wonder if you can still laugh about it when you find out that it originates from killing the ghost of a laughing woman."
"I was forged by Aoe Sadatsugu in 1207. My name comes from when my master at the time, Lord Nakajima Shuuridayuu, grabbed his sharpest Aoe blade and went to the mountains of Hachiman to slay a monster. He came across the ghost of a laughing woman and her infant child, and swung me clean through both. They vanished, seemingly defeated. The next morning when Lord Nakajima returned to where he'd fought the ghosts, there were two stone lanterns, both cut in half. He then named me after the woman's wicked grin."
Ghost murder was so much better than person murder for class stories, certainly? Mitsutada smiled a little nervously. Nikkari chuckled, and raised a finger to pull back the hair in front of his eye slightly, to reveal the hidden eye being a bright red as opposed to the light green of his other. "Though sometimes you keep souveniers from your great deeds."
The lights dimmed in the dojo for a moment, and a faint, feminine voice cackled from... somewhere.
Mitsutada looked very put out as the lights came back up. "Uhhh, are there any questions for our guest or me?"
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"Welcome back," Mitsutada said, smiling at his gathered students. "I am glad to see all of you who were not scared off by last week."
He chuckled, and then gestured at the man next to him. "We are going up in weapon size this week, though my comrade here is a little bigger than most, in no small part because he was once an even bigger weapon. Wakizashi are the weapons of the day."
"I am Nikkari Aoe," the green-haired man introduced. "I'm an Oowakizashi that was once an Ootachi. Yes, yes, you think my name is strange as well, don't you? But well, I wonder if you can still laugh about it when you find out that it originates from killing the ghost of a laughing woman."
"I was forged by Aoe Sadatsugu in 1207. My name comes from when my master at the time, Lord Nakajima Shuuridayuu, grabbed his sharpest Aoe blade and went to the mountains of Hachiman to slay a monster. He came across the ghost of a laughing woman and her infant child, and swung me clean through both. They vanished, seemingly defeated. The next morning when Lord Nakajima returned to where he'd fought the ghosts, there were two stone lanterns, both cut in half. He then named me after the woman's wicked grin."
Ghost murder was so much better than person murder for class stories, certainly? Mitsutada smiled a little nervously. Nikkari chuckled, and raised a finger to pull back the hair in front of his eye slightly, to reveal the hidden eye being a bright red as opposed to the light green of his other. "Though sometimes you keep souveniers from your great deeds."
The lights dimmed in the dojo for a moment, and a faint, feminine voice cackled from... somewhere.
Mitsutada looked very put out as the lights came back up. "Uhhh, are there any questions for our guest or me?"
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Re: Questions!
Re: Questions!
Peridot was silent for a long moment as she contemplated that.
"I don't think that's how Gems work."
Being shattered was very much the opposite, after all. A mind trapped inside the fragments. Eternal prison, spent inside and apart from oneself.
Re: Questions!
"Peridot is a gemstone," Mitsutada explained. "Able to project a physical form. No magic involved, or so I understand. Similar but not the same to us."
Re: Questions!
"This is me."