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fandomhigh2018-07-27 09:40 am
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Japanese Blades, Friday [07/27].
Welcome back to the danger shop, students! Mitsutada stood at the front of the dojo set-up, though this week he was conspicuously alone.
"Hello again," Mitsutada said, an apologetic expression on his face. "My guest appears to be running late, but that just gives me a chance to do a bit of a more in-depth introduction of myself. You see, this week we are talking about tachi, which is the type of sword I am."
He knelt down in front of the class, setting a sheathed sword in front of him. He pulled the blade free, but left it on the ground.
"I am Mitsutada Shokudaikiri, forged by Mitsutada Osafune in 1238. I am most famous for being a sword of Masamune Date, the One-Eyed Dragon of Oshu. I don't harbor any bad feelings towards Lord Masamune, but my name comes from a time when I killed someone and happened to cut a candlestick that was nearby at the same time. Although it really was a bronze candlestick holder, it would've been cooler if it had been something a bit more durable."
As Mitsutada finished his speech, gold sparkling light appeared next to him, and then with a flash there appeared a burly man in a dark red track suit with turquoise hair and red eye shadow.
"Kakakaka!" the man greeted, a big beaming smile on his face.
"You did this just to make an entrance, didn't you?" Mitsutada said with a little shake of his head. He sheathed his blade and stood up.
"Before I introduce myself, I have been given a present for you, Shokudaikiri-san!" the burly man said.
"A present?" Mitsutada said, eyebrow raised. "From who?"
"From Sadamune!" the burly man said, before wrapping his incredibly beefy arms around Mitsutada in a vigorous hug. "He said you might be sad that I was not one of your Date brothers, so he thought you might need a hug."
"...thank you please stop," Mitsutada said, struggling just a little to breathe. The large man did so, and then turned to the class.
"Kakakaka! This humble servant of Buddha is called Yamabushi Kunihiro! Piling up baskets in the countryside, for the sake of all creatures and paradise I am always in the middle of Buddhism practice day and night! Even the war is a part of my ascetic practice! I was forged by Horikawa Kunihiro in 1584, when he was mountain priest like myself. I know this is not much of a story compared to some of our more... dramatic Danshi brothers, so I hope I make up for it in presentation."
He flexed, dramatically. "Roar, my muscles!"
Mitsutada laughed quietly, but smiled to the class. "Any questions for our guest or me before we practice?"
[ooc: OCD is up, class is in session!]
"Hello again," Mitsutada said, an apologetic expression on his face. "My guest appears to be running late, but that just gives me a chance to do a bit of a more in-depth introduction of myself. You see, this week we are talking about tachi, which is the type of sword I am."
He knelt down in front of the class, setting a sheathed sword in front of him. He pulled the blade free, but left it on the ground.
"I am Mitsutada Shokudaikiri, forged by Mitsutada Osafune in 1238. I am most famous for being a sword of Masamune Date, the One-Eyed Dragon of Oshu. I don't harbor any bad feelings towards Lord Masamune, but my name comes from a time when I killed someone and happened to cut a candlestick that was nearby at the same time. Although it really was a bronze candlestick holder, it would've been cooler if it had been something a bit more durable."
As Mitsutada finished his speech, gold sparkling light appeared next to him, and then with a flash there appeared a burly man in a dark red track suit with turquoise hair and red eye shadow.
"Kakakaka!" the man greeted, a big beaming smile on his face.
"You did this just to make an entrance, didn't you?" Mitsutada said with a little shake of his head. He sheathed his blade and stood up.
"Before I introduce myself, I have been given a present for you, Shokudaikiri-san!" the burly man said.
"A present?" Mitsutada said, eyebrow raised. "From who?"
"From Sadamune!" the burly man said, before wrapping his incredibly beefy arms around Mitsutada in a vigorous hug. "He said you might be sad that I was not one of your Date brothers, so he thought you might need a hug."
"...thank you please stop," Mitsutada said, struggling just a little to breathe. The large man did so, and then turned to the class.
"Kakakaka! This humble servant of Buddha is called Yamabushi Kunihiro! Piling up baskets in the countryside, for the sake of all creatures and paradise I am always in the middle of Buddhism practice day and night! Even the war is a part of my ascetic practice! I was forged by Horikawa Kunihiro in 1584, when he was mountain priest like myself. I know this is not much of a story compared to some of our more... dramatic Danshi brothers, so I hope I make up for it in presentation."
He flexed, dramatically. "Roar, my muscles!"
Mitsutada laughed quietly, but smiled to the class. "Any questions for our guest or me before we practice?"
[ooc: OCD is up, class is in session!]
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"Could you elaborate a little on Buddhism and how to reconcile it with war and...um, being a sword? I've always associated it more with peacefulness and pacifism."
Being the product of a California free-spirit hippie in the '80s, her exposure to Buddhism was just one element in the spiritual granola blend her mother would frequently mix up and serve.
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Time for... Practice?
"We are doing something different!" Yamabushi said. "Danger Shop, transform!"
"...what," Mitsutada said, completely unsure what was happening. Instead of the dojo, students now found themselves around a pool at the bottom of a waterfall. There were rocks at the base of the waterfall, allowing someone to stand right below the crashing waters.
"We will be doing part of my favorite training regimen," Yamabushi declared, as he started climbing up the rock face next to the waterfall. He did so by punching his hands into the rock to form handholds, because that was just how he rolled. Once at the top of the waterfall, he shouted down. "Shokudaikiri, stand at the bottom of the falls!"
"...okay," Mitsutada replied, worried as to what was about to happen. He did as instructed, as thankfully there were stepping stones to do so without getting too wet. Amazingly, the rocks were not slippery and were safe to traverse.
"Now, dodge!" Yamabushi declared, throwing three logs down off the top of the waterfall at Mitsutada. Mitsutada was taken a little by surprise, but managed to jump out of the way... and splash right into the water. He climbed out, accompanied by a happy 'kakakaka' laugh from Yamabushi at the top of the waterfall.
"You can't throw trees at my students!" Mitsutada sputtered.
"They're made of foam!" Yamabushi roared, happily. "I'm here to train them, not to hurt them!"
"...you do not have to do this if you don't want to," Mitsutada told his students.
Re: Time for... Practice?
She would definitely be taking a step back.
"I think I've more than met my log quota for this week already," she said, holding up her hands almost as if in defense.
At least the scenery was pretty, though.
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After the Class
Mitstutada was still dripping wet.
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If you want to see the inspiration for this madness, check this out.