Who ⬤ Hizen Tadahiro & you What ⬤ Catchall for open substories, closed prompts, and custom starters for September and October. When ⬤ September and October Where ⬤ Everywhere Content Warnings ⬤ N/A for now
All Heroic Spirits are summoned with the basic knowledge needed to survive a Holy Grail War. That includes quite a lot of history that they wouldn't be familiar with otherwise. It's how a minor Japanese spirit like himself was able to pick out Excalibur instantly.
Unfortunately a samurai's katana would not pass muster here. Few of them are notable enough to be considered a Noble Phantasm, but the name still rings a bell. ]
Like the old province?
[ Well, pseudonyms are fairly common all over the world. It's enough to be a minor curiosity but ultimately not a huge issue. ]
More importantly, why did you decide to take a swim in the river?
(He isn't surprised that Kojirou would know. The area was called Hizen back then, as well. He doesn't expect many to recognize his own name right away. Tadahiro swords are largely regional with the more famous ones making their name in later eras...)
I didn't! I fell!
(From directly under a bridge into the water. Yeah.)
(Oh, no. He's being judged now and he can feel his temper rising. He's losing his cool and he snaps quickly,)
Quit lookin' at me like that.
(His sword is still drawn!! Because he's really trying to dry out his sheath as much as possible before he returns it. He clenches his fist around the handle and glares,)
One minute I was chasin' after some punks and the next thing I knew, I was in the river.
[ Kojirou is usually very careful about keeping his presence in check. If he were at his best, even powerful sixth senses would not be able to see him as anything more than a harmless, ordinary flesh and blood human.
But if he's going to be physically threatened, then that facade drops immediately, the sword casually hanging over his shoulder dropping to waist level, ready to be drawn at a moment's notice.
But he doesn't go any further than that, continuing to talk in his usual, elegant tone of voice. ]
So you fell into a trap. Most people will, once or twice in their lives. Where did you fall?
(He is just... frustrated. Embarrassed. Let him be tense and prickly because his grip isn't relaxing. He's just an angry, soaking ball of tension and hurt pride.)
It wasn't... a trap. (And he looks down at the ground.) Just can't... it's stupid. Don't worry about it.
Then relax, or you might set off my own bloodlust.
[ But Kojirou does seem to relax a little, just a hair of tension leaving his body. He seems to have some control over his own faculties at least, and isn't going to just start swinging. ]
If it wasn't a trap then what was it? I doubt someone who dares to call themselves a swordsman is the type to trip over nothing and fall into a river.
Ah, that catches his attention. He looks surprised to hear someone speak about it so casually after just meeting them...
But it's funny that he mentions how no swordsman would dare trip over nothing and fall into the river because Hizen just looks even more embarrassed and grumbles,)
... You don't know me. (He isn't just a swordsman but he's an actual sword!) Who d'ya work for? Didn't see ya at the welcome party...
[ Is that a thing you're allowed to say around an actual sword? Too bad, Kojirou doesn't know better, but what he does know is that there is a certain amount of training even the most wretched and pathetic samurai is supposed to put themselves through.
Wouldn't want to end up having some rich kid stab their own eye out with their own sword. ]
I happen to be contracted to the Tamamo clan, but all the clans need their bodyguards. [ That's how he's rationalising being stuck in this whorehouse, at least. But he also wants to say that just because he's not with the Shuten doesn't mean that he should be underestimated. ]
(No training required when you manifest into the world just knowing how to fight because of your nature as a spirit.... but yes, good point.)
...
(Tamamo, huh?)
The fox.
(A clan that Shuten has clashed with quite a bit in particular. Hizen isn't naive to really expect their peace to last for long and this means he should be careful, especially against someone who can so freely admit they have bloodlust. He's a cautious spirit and he gives his sheath one last shake dry before returning his sword to it.
... It still feels uncomfortable but he can tolerate it for now.)
My contract is with Shuten. Nothing personal but I ain't gotta explain what I can do to you.
(But he knows how it looks. He looks foolish still dripping water and missing a shoe after falling into the river like that so he'll admit one small thing,)
When it comes to matters of battle, words are unnecessary. The only way you could explain what you can do is through your blade.
[ They'll get around to properly fighting sooner or later, but Kojirou has no interest in putting down a wet dog who is still missing an entire shoe. Or perhaps he's more of a cat? ]
Where words are necessary, however, is explaining how you fell into the river, unless you wish to do a reenactment.
[ He'll swim after you again if it comes to that, don't worry! ]
But here I was, thinking that a life debt was worth a bit more than this. That vixen certainly hasn't earned enough of my loyalty to get me caught up in her personal affairs.
[ Shuten, Tamamo, who even cares about that? Well, lots of people, but Kojirou wouldn't count himself amongst them. He does exactly enough to fulfil his contract to keep Tenkohime off his back, and that's about it. ]
You're asking for techniques before we even fight.
(Which, as far as Hizen is concerned, is an! unfair! advantage! And when you're an assassin, you have to use everything you can to your advantage. Speed, skill, strength, intel, the environment, and especially surprise...)
Tch. Fine. (Like a child, he pouts,) Ain't like i can't kick your ass without it anyway.
I learned a new technique. Let's me travel around faster than before but I can't control it yet, okay?! I made it happen and I ended up in the water.
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All Heroic Spirits are summoned with the basic knowledge needed to survive a Holy Grail War. That includes quite a lot of history that they wouldn't be familiar with otherwise. It's how a minor Japanese spirit like himself was able to pick out Excalibur instantly.
Unfortunately a samurai's katana would not pass muster here. Few of them are notable enough to be considered a Noble Phantasm, but the name still rings a bell. ]
Like the old province?
[ Well, pseudonyms are fairly common all over the world. It's enough to be a minor curiosity but ultimately not a huge issue. ]
More importantly, why did you decide to take a swim in the river?
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Mhm.
(He isn't surprised that Kojirou would know. The area was called Hizen back then, as well. He doesn't expect many to recognize his own name right away. Tadahiro swords are largely regional with the more famous ones making their name in later eras...)
I didn't! I fell!
(From directly under a bridge into the water. Yeah.)
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looks at the spot where Hizen was threading water
looks at Hizen ]
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Quit lookin' at me like that.
(His sword is still drawn!! Because he's really trying to dry out his sheath as much as possible before he returns it. He clenches his fist around the handle and glares,)
One minute I was chasin' after some punks and the next thing I knew, I was in the river.
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[ Kojirou is usually very careful about keeping his presence in check. If he were at his best, even powerful sixth senses would not be able to see him as anything more than a harmless, ordinary flesh and blood human.
But if he's going to be physically threatened, then that facade drops immediately, the sword casually hanging over his shoulder dropping to waist level, ready to be drawn at a moment's notice.
But he doesn't go any further than that, continuing to talk in his usual, elegant tone of voice. ]
So you fell into a trap. Most people will, once or twice in their lives. Where did you fall?
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(He is just... frustrated. Embarrassed. Let him be tense and prickly because his grip isn't relaxing. He's just an angry, soaking ball of tension and hurt pride.)
It wasn't... a trap. (And he looks down at the ground.) Just can't... it's stupid. Don't worry about it.
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[ But Kojirou does seem to relax a little, just a hair of tension leaving his body. He seems to have some control over his own faculties at least, and isn't going to just start swinging. ]
If it wasn't a trap then what was it? I doubt someone who dares to call themselves a swordsman is the type to trip over nothing and fall into a river.
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Ah, that catches his attention. He looks surprised to hear someone speak about it so casually after just meeting them...
But it's funny that he mentions how no swordsman would dare trip over nothing and fall into the river because Hizen just looks even more embarrassed and grumbles,)
... You don't know me. (He isn't just a swordsman but he's an actual sword!) Who d'ya work for? Didn't see ya at the welcome party...
(This guy isn't with Shuten........)
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[ Is that a thing you're allowed to say around an actual sword? Too bad, Kojirou doesn't know better, but what he does know is that there is a certain amount of training even the most wretched and pathetic samurai is supposed to put themselves through.
Wouldn't want to end up having some rich kid stab their own eye out with their own sword. ]
I happen to be contracted to the Tamamo clan, but all the clans need their bodyguards. [ That's how he's rationalising being stuck in this whorehouse, at least. But he also wants to say that just because he's not with the Shuten doesn't mean that he should be underestimated. ]
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...
(Tamamo, huh?)
The fox.
(A clan that Shuten has clashed with quite a bit in particular. Hizen isn't naive to really expect their peace to last for long and this means he should be careful, especially against someone who can so freely admit they have bloodlust. He's a cautious spirit and he gives his sheath one last shake dry before returning his sword to it.
... It still feels uncomfortable but he can tolerate it for now.)
My contract is with Shuten. Nothing personal but I ain't gotta explain what I can do to you.
(But he knows how it looks. He looks foolish still dripping water and missing a shoe after falling into the river like that so he'll admit one small thing,)
... I'm learning something new.
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[ They'll get around to properly fighting sooner or later, but Kojirou has no interest in putting down a wet dog who is still missing an entire shoe. Or perhaps he's more of a cat? ]
Where words are necessary, however, is explaining how you fell into the river, unless you wish to do a reenactment.
[ He'll swim after you again if it comes to that, don't worry! ]
don't worry about it lol
Go ahead and try.
(Because he isn't going to get caught off guard again! )
'Sides, I don't gotta explain anything to ya. 'Specially if we're just gonna end up fighting someday.
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[ At least have both shoes on! ]
But here I was, thinking that a life debt was worth a bit more than this. That vixen certainly hasn't earned enough of my loyalty to get me caught up in her personal affairs.
[ Shuten, Tamamo, who even cares about that? Well, lots of people, but Kojirou wouldn't count himself amongst them. He does exactly enough to fulfil his contract to keep Tenkohime off his back, and that's about it. ]
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What? You're saying answering a question's all I gotta do to pay you back?
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[ beat ]
Probably not, but I am starved for entertainment and this seems like a better idea than warming up by huddling up to the nearest warm body.
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(Which, as far as Hizen is concerned, is an! unfair! advantage! And when you're an assassin, you have to use everything you can to your advantage. Speed, skill, strength, intel, the environment, and especially surprise...)
Tch. Fine. (Like a child, he pouts,) Ain't like i can't kick your ass without it anyway.
I learned a new technique. Let's me travel around faster than before but I can't control it yet, okay?! I made it happen and I ended up in the water.
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[ Kojirou pats Hizan on his shoulder. ]
Keep trying. If we got all our techniques perfect the first time nobody would have to train.
[ But maybe don't try moves you don't really know how to do when it really matters? Okay Kojirou won't add that last bit. ]
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Don't touch me.
(Saving him from drowning does not give automatic rights.)
If you wanna see... I work at the arena. I'll mak sure I figure this shit out in time to really kick your ass.
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[ Somehow Kojirou is pretty confident in his odds of success, though. He doesn't think he could lose to an angry kitten. ]
Now, what say we retire before an open fire instead of continuing to soak through to our bones?
[ Not like, together, probably, but have you seen his hair? That shit doesn't dry off easily. ]