[ now that tsuru is wrapped in white and gold, ookurikara wants to put him in the safest place that he can. there... aren't a lot of options in this village, though, and while he doesn't want to leave tsuru alone, he's well aware of how open the armory is. just because kara's been sleeping there doesn't mean he wants to leave the broken sword there when he's gone, vulnerable to people snooping and maybe even touching it, so... he'll have to settle for the next best thing.
so as much as he would love to avoid it after that first day, kara finally heads back to the house where he'd found his own sword on wednesday morning, with the faintest hope that his partner won't be there to ask questions. ]
[ instead of answering, kara will just give a resigned sigh and go over to a corner of the house - the one as far out of view of the doorway as possible, and set the wrapped sword down there, kneeling beside it for just a moment before standing again. ]
[ um. okay. who would be sending him a letter? even the swords at the citadel didn't send letters to anyone out on expeditions or personal training journeys. but if feral insists... he'll go ahead and read it. ]
[ there is a thought and maybe they did mix up the houses.
giving a thoughtful look for a moment before nodding.
maybe lune or sol would know? trying to hold his hand to make a crescent moon shape and then making a circle with both hands to try to indicate that. ]
so when feral is close enough to touch, he'll see a courtyard, lit amber in the sunlight. ookurikara stands in the middle of the courtyard before a platform with a large dial, surrounded by six other people - one of whom feral may recognize as tsurumaru.
one calls ookurikara's name, and hands him a small token, explaining that it's from their master, because they don't know what enemies will be waiting.
"Of course, it's our duty to prevent changes to history," he continues, "but it will not be considered successful unless you all return safely. captain ookurikara, your most important mission is to make sure everyone returns without breaking. don't be mistaken in your judgment."
and kara will yank his hand away from feral before it can go any further. ]
kara will get a memory in return. there's a fire next to a stream. it smells like fish, and there's a young boy- no a girl sulking.
"You really aren't going to give me any?"
big, watery pup eyes are aimed at feral as she tries her best to guilt him to share his food.
he takes another bite from the fish.
she seems to give up, folding her hands over her knees pouting. he could hear her stomach growling from there. with a resigned huff, he moves over to grab her. hauling her up to her feet and dragging her back into the water.
"What are you doing? You're not going to drown me, are you?"
he ignores her words as he takes her to where the fish are. turning to face her and cupping her hands in his before lowering them into the water. he's going to show her how to do this just this one time.
"I dont't think this is a very good idea..."
she seems unsure still. still, he continues to show her. guiding her hands to the fish, and helping her scoop it up. the pup lights up immediately.
"Oh I did it!"
he leaves her to it, while he cleans her sword. looking up to see her returning again and again to catch another and cook it.
afterwards, feral is going just stare perplexed at this whole thing. he has a feeling that something was shared with kara just as he saw kara's.
he's not moving away, but trying to ask if kara saw something. ]
[ kara, on the other hand, takes a step or two back, deciding for the both of them that whatever just happened will not happen again. only then will he look back up at feral, frowning. ]
[ once the battle has ended, kara immediately heads for the armory. the wound on his abdomen has been loosely wrapped, but it's nothing that concerns him. once he repairs the damages to his sword, he'll be fine.
well. that's how it should be, but it for some reason, it doesn't work this time. he doesn't understand why, but maybe it's because he's cut off from the saniwa? maybe he needs their magic to repair himself properly, but the end result is that he's stuck with this wound, and will have to find another way to deal with it.
no idea for the how strikes him, though, but there's something else bothering him. so, slowly, he follows the feeling, back to the house meant for him and feral. kara thinks that maybe, after heading into battle without any other swords, he just wants to see tsurumaru again. he has no idea the feeling is directed toward his partner, though... and probably wouldn't admit it if he did. as it stands, he merely eyes feral tiredly when he makes it through the door. ]
upon seeing him, it feels like he can breathe again and all the anxiousness he couldn't really put a name to just falls away.
or maybe it's because he's getting a rest after nearly bleeding out.
he doesn't really want to think too hard on it. just going to look at him from the couch where he was resting and giving him a nod. also ignore the thump thump of his tail against the couch cushion. ]
[ well. since feral is over on the couch, kara will shuffle over to the bed, since that's closer to where he'd left tsuru anyway. feral can probably see the bandages through the cut in his shirt, he's uh. not trying to hide it, just looking for somewhere to rest i guess. ]
[ he doesn't actually know the first thing about treating wounds since he's a sword and usually these things go away when he repairs his sword? it didn't this time though, so now he's... like this. the only thing he knew to do was wrap it in bandages so it's not looking great - it's probably rather bloody and inflamed, after he's walked around with it. ]
[ raising a brow and then just going to try to dab the wound with it. are you going to let him Kara, or is he going to have to sit on you to get you to behave. ]
[ there's a hiss through his teeth as feral tries to clean the wound, but kara can't lean too far away or he'll make it worse. so he stays put, staring at feral with narrowed eyes. ]
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week 1, wednesday
so as much as he would love to avoid it after that first day, kara finally heads back to the house where he'd found his own sword on wednesday morning, with the faintest hope that his partner won't be there to ask questions. ]
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good news, he can't actually ask questions. but he can express the question. tilting his head as he points to him to try to ask why is he here. ]
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Don't touch it.
[ not even a good morning ]
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oh but that reminds him. giving him a wave to come over as soon as he's done with that. ]
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but he does approach, so there's that. ]
What do you want?
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he'll just point to him because there has to be a mistake and someone wouldn't leave this for feral. ]
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it just says You’re doing great. Keep it up.
weird, right? ]
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what the fuck
he looks back at feral, not even trying to pretend he isn't lost. ]
Who sent it?
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pointing to the table. it was just left there. ]
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[ flipping the note over, it sure doesn't look it. and kara certainly has no idea who would send something like this to him, so?? ]
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he'll then give a shrug at his question before pointing at himself and making an "x" with his arms. it doesn't make sense for him. ]
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Then maybe it came to the wrong place.
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giving a thoughtful look for a moment before nodding.
maybe lune or sol would know? trying to hold his hand to make a crescent moon shape and then making a circle with both hands to try to indicate that. ]
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kara just. stares blankly. is that supposed to mean something? ]
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and then he'll just reach to grab the letter back from him to just bring it to one of them.
mem sharing y/n? ]
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so when feral is close enough to touch, he'll see a courtyard, lit amber in the sunlight. ookurikara stands in the middle of the courtyard before a platform with a large dial, surrounded by six other people - one of whom feral may recognize as tsurumaru.
one calls ookurikara's name, and hands him a small token, explaining that it's from their master, because they don't know what enemies will be waiting.
"Of course, it's our duty to prevent changes to history," he continues, "but it will not be considered successful unless you all return safely. captain ookurikara, your most important mission is to make sure everyone returns without breaking. don't be mistaken in your judgment."
and kara will yank his hand away from feral before it can go any further. ]
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kara will get a memory in return. there's a fire next to a stream. it smells like fish, and there's a young boy- no a girl sulking.
"You really aren't going to give me any?"
big, watery pup eyes are aimed at feral as she tries her best to guilt him to share his food.
he takes another bite from the fish.
she seems to give up, folding her hands over her knees pouting. he could hear her stomach growling from there. with a resigned huff, he moves over to grab her. hauling her up to her feet and dragging her back into the water.
"What are you doing? You're not going to drown me, are you?"
he ignores her words as he takes her to where the fish are. turning to face her and cupping her hands in his before lowering them into the water. he's going to show her how to do this just this one time.
"I dont't think this is a very good idea..."
she seems unsure still. still, he continues to show her. guiding her hands to the fish, and helping her scoop it up. the pup lights up immediately.
"Oh I did it!"
he leaves her to it, while he cleans her sword. looking up to see her returning again and again to catch another and cook it.
afterwards, feral is going just stare perplexed at this whole thing. he has a feeling that something was shared with kara just as he saw kara's.
he's not moving away, but trying to ask if kara saw something. ]
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You saw it, too?
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...maybe he should find paper. ]
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...Me and Tsuru?
[ but hey kara's not always dumb ]
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giving a nod. making a plus sign with his fingers and then holding up five fingers. five others!
pointing to kara again... and then realizing something. oh
does he feel like he failed his duty then? rubbing the back of his neck as he looks away. ]
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hm. okay. whatever that means. feral seems to have lost steam, though, so kara just frowns at him. ]
...There was a kid.
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he'll point at his own tail to try to ask if they have one, since... as far as he remembers it can be one of the two. ]
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hm. okay, yeah, he'll nod. ]
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she may be annoying but she's still like family.
then he'll try to gesture for him to go on. what else happened? ]
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[ he's just gonna assume that was a boy ]
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give him a moment before he remembers that yeah, people mistook her all the time.
oh. pfft. Feral looks like he's laughing, just you know without the voice. he's not going to even correct him. ]
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your facehe just shakes his hand to try to assure him it's nothing. she would be so mad. ]
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right.
whatever. he's just gonna start to leave then. ]
week 2, tuesday
well. that's how it should be, but it for some reason, it doesn't work this time. he doesn't understand why, but maybe it's because he's cut off from the saniwa? maybe he needs their magic to repair himself properly, but the end result is that he's stuck with this wound, and will have to find another way to deal with it.
no idea for the how strikes him, though, but there's something else bothering him. so, slowly, he follows the feeling, back to the house meant for him and feral. kara thinks that maybe, after heading into battle without any other swords, he just wants to see tsurumaru again. he has no idea the feeling is directed toward his partner, though... and probably wouldn't admit it if he did. as it stands, he merely eyes feral tiredly when he makes it through the door. ]
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upon seeing him, it feels like he can breathe again and all the anxiousness he couldn't really put a name to just falls away.
or maybe it's because he's getting a rest after nearly bleeding out.
he doesn't really want to think too hard on it. just going to look at him from the couch where he was resting and giving him a nod. also ignore the thump thump of his tail against the couch cushion. ]
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going to point at him and then point to the bandages or try to point at it. what's going on there? ]
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We were in a war.
[ what do you think happened ]
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he points again. how bad is it. does he have to worry about swords passing out.
but this isn't really communicated well through hand gestures and he doesn't want to search for paper.]
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I don't know what you mean.
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yeah lets ask the wayward partner to strip nothing will go wrong. ]
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It's a sword wound. I was on the front lines.
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pointing to his own eyes and then pointing at kara's stomach ]
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fine. wincing through the pain, he removes the torn shirt and peels off the bandages so feral can see. are you happy now? ]
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moving in closer to inspect it. that's a slice also do you even know how to treat wounds? does it look inflamed or anything? ]
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pointing to kara, and pointing to the bed. go sit!
he'll just go grab a cloth and damp it before coming back. are you going to let him do this? ]
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What are you going to do?
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Are you some kind of doctor?