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fandomhigh2018-09-28 10:54 am
battlewithstyle) wrote in fandomhigh2018-09-28 10:54 am
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Japanese Blades, First Period, Friday [09/28].
Mitsutada looked a little confused, standing alone in front of the class today.
He looked at his watch and up at the clock in the classroom, and then looked quite apologetic.
"It appears our guest, Nagasone, is running late today. He is another of the Shinsengumi swords, as I intended to continue our lessons in that... Oh, here he comes."
A golden circle of light had appeared next to Mitsutada, and then appearing in front of everyone was a slender figure clad in predominately white and gold, with white hair and golden eyes that were the same color as the teachers.
Mitsutada himself looked surprised now. "Tsuru-san?"
"Mitsubou!" the new arrival said, a big grin on his face. And in a flash he had an arm around Mitsutada's back, and his other hand up... pinching the teacher's cheek. "So this is where you've run off to, huh? Leaving all your brothers to worry all about whether you're well or not."
"I..." Mitsutada said, but was isn't interrupted.
"Poor Sada-chan has been hard to console ever since you abandoned him, you know. Cries himself to sleep!"
Mitsutada gasped at that, looking horrified.
"I'm kidding!" the white-haired man said, laughing. "The look on your face, he's fine, though he does miss you." He then glanced over to the class at large. "Are these your student?"
"Yes," Mitsutada said, unsure what was about to happen. "You should probably introduce yourself, tell them about your story."
"Right!" the man said, letting go of Mitsutada and waving a partially-gloved hand to the students. "I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Made in the Heian era, I've been passed from owner to owner up until now. Well, that shows just how renowned I am. ...Though, I can't approve of grave-robbing or stealing from shrines out of desire for me... Which has happened."
Tsurumaru grinned. "My first owner was Sadayasu Adachi, a boy of only fourteen when he was killed by Sadatoki Hojo. Sadatoki coveted me so much that he had me dug out of Sadayasu's grave to claim as his own. Eventually I would end up in the hands of Nobunaga Oda, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven. I was presented to one of his retainers, who then died in battle. I was placed in a shrine when I was next found, and again someone was so smitten with me he stole me from the shrine! Then I was sold to the Date clan, which is where I met Mitsubou here, at least back when we were just swords. It was the Date clan that presented me to the Emperor in 1901, and you don't really leave the Imperial Collection, do you?"
He laughed. "I'm a good luck charm, of course." There was a glint in his eye. "So, any questions for me? I've seen a lot of history... or do you want to dig for dirt on your teacher? I know all of his secrets!"
Mitsutada let out a choked noise of confusion.
[ooc: OCDa-comin up, Class open!]
He looked at his watch and up at the clock in the classroom, and then looked quite apologetic.
"It appears our guest, Nagasone, is running late today. He is another of the Shinsengumi swords, as I intended to continue our lessons in that... Oh, here he comes."
A golden circle of light had appeared next to Mitsutada, and then appearing in front of everyone was a slender figure clad in predominately white and gold, with white hair and golden eyes that were the same color as the teachers.
Mitsutada himself looked surprised now. "Tsuru-san?"
"Mitsubou!" the new arrival said, a big grin on his face. And in a flash he had an arm around Mitsutada's back, and his other hand up... pinching the teacher's cheek. "So this is where you've run off to, huh? Leaving all your brothers to worry all about whether you're well or not."
"I..." Mitsutada said, but was isn't interrupted.
"Poor Sada-chan has been hard to console ever since you abandoned him, you know. Cries himself to sleep!"
Mitsutada gasped at that, looking horrified.
"I'm kidding!" the white-haired man said, laughing. "The look on your face, he's fine, though he does miss you." He then glanced over to the class at large. "Are these your student?"
"Yes," Mitsutada said, unsure what was about to happen. "You should probably introduce yourself, tell them about your story."
"Right!" the man said, letting go of Mitsutada and waving a partially-gloved hand to the students. "I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Made in the Heian era, I've been passed from owner to owner up until now. Well, that shows just how renowned I am. ...Though, I can't approve of grave-robbing or stealing from shrines out of desire for me... Which has happened."
Tsurumaru grinned. "My first owner was Sadayasu Adachi, a boy of only fourteen when he was killed by Sadatoki Hojo. Sadatoki coveted me so much that he had me dug out of Sadayasu's grave to claim as his own. Eventually I would end up in the hands of Nobunaga Oda, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven. I was presented to one of his retainers, who then died in battle. I was placed in a shrine when I was next found, and again someone was so smitten with me he stole me from the shrine! Then I was sold to the Date clan, which is where I met Mitsubou here, at least back when we were just swords. It was the Date clan that presented me to the Emperor in 1901, and you don't really leave the Imperial Collection, do you?"
He laughed. "I'm a good luck charm, of course." There was a glint in his eye. "So, any questions for me? I've seen a lot of history... or do you want to dig for dirt on your teacher? I know all of his secrets!"
Mitsutada let out a choked noise of confusion.
[ooc: OCD