foxicide | UWOOO BUZEN UWOOOOOWOW

[please stop scaring me

buzen just looks over and doesn't even seem to mind that the greeting was impolite,]

Twenty!

[he has twenty money :)]

[i love u buzen i love swords who can count

rang clicks his tongue at the realization that they're all poor in the afterlife damn,]

Tch.

[rang looks at buzen's outfit. i need to check i don't trust buzen. is he half naked now has he donated his clothing to the ailing matsui yet]

[i've been gone for the past two hours so as of now buzen is still fully clothed

he'll just bring his arms out as if t-posing and ready for inspection, and then will do a little turn like that'll help rang get a better look at him]

Am I being sized up?

[as of now huh....... smiles

anyway yeah rang will take that better look. he flicks through the clothes, faster this time, tossing shirts on the floor like my least favorite kind of target customer]

How is it fair that we both died, but your clothes are fine and mine aren't?

[imagine being a karen about ur clothes in the afterlife]

[well

looks more closely at him,]

Did you get in a fight before you got here...? Are you uninjured?

[his face has traces of blood on it and his hair is matted with it but most of it's been wiped away? he's not Freshly Bleeding at least.]

It had to be a fight. [wow, so confident] There's no way I would have died from anything else.

What about you? You look like the fragile type. Were you sick or something?

[this is the wrong sword to assign ailing victorian to]

[

hold on,]

Fragile?

[rang makes a vague gesture]

Yeah! You know, like a human.

[he's gonna get knocked out]

Oh! Okay.

[he laughs, amused]

Well, I can get the reason for the mistake, but I'm neither human nor fragile.

[he looks momentarily annoyed at the laughter, like a child who's just lost a lollipop, then gives buzen another once-over, appraising,]

Are you a spirit then?

Mm, that's right!

[easily, tilting his head]

A tsukumogami... a sword spirit summoned in this form that resembles a human's. Convincing, huh?

[winks]

[amused, imagine i said this was horny amused]

You look so harmless for such a dangerous spirit! It'd be different if you were a teakettle or a pair of shoes, but a weapon? Your human guise must make things easy for you.

[dont assign buzen murderer even tho he technically is but still]

Easy? No way - being a human is so hard. There's so many feelings! Way more than we felt as blades...

[he didn't even think about the murder part, he's so stupid]

Do you feel the same way humans do? Or are you a different kind of spirit?

[rang squints bc buzen isn't addressing the murder part, then looks annoyed,]

Humans aren't the only ones with feelings.

[case in point, he keeps dropping clothes on the floor like an angy cat.]

I'm a gumiho. Similar to a kitsune, but not by a lot. We're closer to them than we are to humans.

[hmmm

buzen watches for a little longer before just walking over and going to pick up the discarded clothes, putting them back on the hangers - but placing them elsewhere since they've been Rejected.]

Ah, I get it, I get it. You're the first gumiho I've met—but it is nice to meet you. I'll do my best to learn well.

[DON'T PICK UP AFTER HIM!!! WHAT IF HE'S MOLLIFIED BY THIS GESTURE THAT REMINDS HIM OF SOMEONE!!!!]

If that's so you can kill me later, then forget about it. We don't have any weaknesses.

[besides like

the fact that they're all weak now....................]

[stop buzen isn't a housewife sword but he doesn't like seeing stuff just scattered everywhere,

he tilts his head]

Why would I want to do that? Are gumihos and tsukumogami supposed to be natural enemies? Even then, I can't say I like it...

We're here to make teams and play against each other, so that we can go back to wherever we were before. That's something people could easily kill for -- human or not.

[he says it in the sort of matter of fact tone someone uses to comment on how the sky is blue,]

It might not be the point of the game, but I'm not taking any chances. If any of you try to kill me, then I won't go down without taking you all with me.

[sane things to say #1]

Hmm.... I don't think I'm supposed to agree to this, but I can't blame you for how you feel.

You must have something really important to get back to, then. Or you just want to live really badly... Both make sense, I think.

They're common enough reasons, I guess.

[he smiles, a little thinly]

What about you then? What would be important to a sword? Or do you like that body too much to give it up for good?

I like this form! I like my old one too - but this one lets me run around, and see a lot more sights and people. So I think that's something I'm grateful for.

[easily! but he laughs a bit too,]

I guess there's people I'd definitely take the chance to see again, if it was offered. I have things that matter to me, for sure... but I think my perspective on it is probably different from other people.

Different in what way?

[is this a sword vs human thing]

[he tilts his head]

Can I ask how many years you've lived?

You sure are polite.

[he doesn't dislike that though,]

I don't remember the exact number. Six hundred? Seven hundred? It's mostly a blur by now.

I don't believe in making people talk about things they don't want to.

[as a way of quick explanation,

but he nods!]

Mmm. I've had this body for - three years? I think... so it's a little short, but my spirit is somewhere around eight hundred years old. And in the end, swords are forged for humans... so I just wonder -

If a human who's only gotten - I dunno, thirty, twenty, twelve years gets that cut short... do I get to ask for more time? [ . . . he tilts his head for a moment before laughing,] Well, that's why I'd like it if every team could win.

And I'm sure there would be people who'd be mad at me for asking that question... so I guess I should start keeping it to myself...

[LIKE HE ONLY JUST REALIZED AFTER SAYING IT OUT LOUD,]

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WHY DID I DATE THIS SATURDAY IT'S FRIDAY

THE DAY IS GONE

STOP IT WAS THERE ONCE

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