Kaoru Hitachiin (
individuates) wrote in
thebastion2013-06-08 09:47 pm
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Day 74 | Action | Open
Who: Kaoru Hitachiin, Bon (
kyotoprincess ), Rin (
hellpyre ), Kuro (
silvervine ).
Open: Open
When: Day 74
Where: Somewhere nice and grassy near the Monument.
What: Kaoru is sketching. Come and say hello. Perhaps he can design you something?
Format: Action
Warnings: None.
[Kaoru can be found settled on the ground with his knees drawn up. Nestled in the space between his thighs and his chest, there is the large black egg with purple splotches that he "rescued" from the chicken coop at the farm a couple of days before. Adjusting to life with an egg in it is almost as strange as adjusting to Bastion Life itself, but thanks to some pep talks from Seimei, he's managing both. Having the egg has certainly helped - in lieu of settling on a proper name, he has decided to call it Tama-chan for the time being. Sure, it reminds him of home, but what other cute name could he come up with for a giant egg?
He has a few sheets of paper, creased in half and resting on top his knees, and is sketching what seem to be ways of attaching a number of bags to the body for storage, without sacrificing balance and freedom of movement to the shifting of the bags. Tapping the pencil against his upper lip... his current plan is for clothing to which the pieces can attach, but surely some sort of harness or strap system would be more adaptable? And waste less materials as well. Having come from a world where there is always more, he is terrible at conserving things and settling for less. Even his tools today, he has had to remind himself, may be meagre, but they do the job.
He tucks the pencil behind his ear and leans back, rubbing Tama-chan a little. He really ought to chat with someone who actually fights and find out from them what's needed.]
Open: Open
When: Day 74
Where: Somewhere nice and grassy near the Monument.
What: Kaoru is sketching. Come and say hello. Perhaps he can design you something?
Format: Action
Warnings: None.
[Kaoru can be found settled on the ground with his knees drawn up. Nestled in the space between his thighs and his chest, there is the large black egg with purple splotches that he "rescued" from the chicken coop at the farm a couple of days before. Adjusting to life with an egg in it is almost as strange as adjusting to Bastion Life itself, but thanks to some pep talks from Seimei, he's managing both. Having the egg has certainly helped - in lieu of settling on a proper name, he has decided to call it Tama-chan for the time being. Sure, it reminds him of home, but what other cute name could he come up with for a giant egg?
He has a few sheets of paper, creased in half and resting on top his knees, and is sketching what seem to be ways of attaching a number of bags to the body for storage, without sacrificing balance and freedom of movement to the shifting of the bags. Tapping the pencil against his upper lip... his current plan is for clothing to which the pieces can attach, but surely some sort of harness or strap system would be more adaptable? And waste less materials as well. Having come from a world where there is always more, he is terrible at conserving things and settling for less. Even his tools today, he has had to remind himself, may be meagre, but they do the job.
He tucks the pencil behind his ear and leans back, rubbing Tama-chan a little. He really ought to chat with someone who actually fights and find out from them what's needed.]

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But when he gets closer, he sees the drawings, and that piques his curiosity too.]
Yo, what are you doing?
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[Hopefully Kaoru doesn't mind Bon plopping down next to him.]
Those look more like pouches than clothes, though.
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[Eh. No worries. It's a free country, sit wherever you like]
...well I'm into accessories as well. Clothes designs can come once I've had some consultations with people about what they want. These are for packing stuff up in when you're on the Skyway, though I don't know if they'll be of any use to people.
[Oh!] And I never managed to thank you for before, by the way, when I first got here. So... thanks.
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So. How's the father-to-be doin'?
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How've you been, Rin-san?
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[stretching her arms over her head, Rin let out a tired groan]
Mn... sore. I was helpin' in the garden all mornin'. ... but uh. Y'know, you can call me Rin. I ain't gonna get offended.
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[he flaps his papers at her in an attempt at fanning her, with a teasing smile] You know, permission to call you just Rin gives me permission to call you anything else I like, Rin-chan~!
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[Even if they had bigger beds, Kuro would find some way to take up more than half of it.
Rin smiles at Kaoru, leaning back as he "fans" her with the papers. At least until he says 'Rin-chan'. Her face instantly goes red, and she sputters a little.]
D-does it have to be 'chan'? It always sounded so weird to me...
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[oooh, now you've gone and put That smile on his face] Of course not! There are plenty of other options. Rin-Rin. Ricchun. [drawing the last one out for emphasis and added awkwardness] O-hi-me-sa-ma~!
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Oooooh no. No no this isn't happening. This is horrifying!
Any talk of Kuro is completely forgotten as Rin's face gets redder and redder, and she's just about to put her hands over her face when he pulls the 'princess' line on her.]
KAORU! Don't call me that!
[Sorry, Kaoru, you're getting an arm punch.
A very hard one from a very strong half-demon.]
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Wh-what did I do?! What did I say?!
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[Wait, that wasn't one of her classmates that she just punched--]
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...I may need an X-Ray just to be sure...
[you all right there, Tama-chan?]
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L... lemme see it...
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A-again? You mean this has happened to other people?
Did they survive?
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[Pointless in hiding it, but she does elaborate on what that 'yes' means. Rin scoots closer, reaching out to take his arm, hesitant now that she thinks he might be afraid of her.]
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Ow, ow, ow....
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Shh...
[Of course she's not trained or anything, but she did spend fifteen years with Yuki tending her wounds. She's bound to pick up a thing or two.]
It doesn't feel broken... I think I just bruised you pretty bad.
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Hey, what do you have there?
But since he's dealing with someone that is a normal human, it just comes out as a particularly inquisitive meow. ]
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Hi, Cat! Meow!
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He is an absurdly talkative little cat.
Though he supposes he'd sound just as ridiculous if he tried to form human words. As if he is positive he belongs there, he comes in close and bats at the paper. ]
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[shuffling his papers a bit] Designs, see? I'm trying to make something useful for people when they're out on the Skyway. I don't know if it'll be useful, though...