day one

[judgejudy]

DAY 1 Complex Population: 35 ( October 3 - October 6 ) It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. There's breakfast avaliable in the cafeteria if you want it, as well as meals from 11AM-12PM and 7PM-8PM, but otherwise? The day is yours. Take your time to explore the complex, relax, and enjoy each others' company, as who knows what the next day has in store? Though as you explore, you may notice that there's a new door unlocked and a new place for you to spend the day. One of the locked doors on the second floor is now open, so residents can partake in the clean, modest gym if you're the kind to keep in shape. — This post is for the first day as defined in the schedule. This post is for general mingling and CR buidling, and will not include significant plot interaction. character statuses character profiles private conversations

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oct 3!

[modissty]

[Sakyou's skimmed over the profiles, of course, but it seems like such a violation of privacy that that's about all he's done. Still, there's no need for him to lie about a question like that! Once he looks over to make sure it's his entry, he nods.]

Yes, that's me. I suppose it isn't surprising that the people responsible for the rest of this- [A gesture around them.] -would know other things.

[turinged]

It is very interesting.

[she glances towards it again, then back to him.]

How did you become an expert in swordsmanship?

[modissty]

Interesting is one way to put it...

[Invasive and rude are some others, but he'll keep those thoughts to himself for now. Instead:]

I come from a family of samurai, so I've been studying since I was very young.

[turinged]

I see. Is it something that you enjoy, Sakyou?

[modissty]

Enjoy?

[A pause for consideration... He's never actually thought about that before.]

Rather than enjoying it or not, I think it would be difficult to imagine things differently. It's been a large part of my life, and I wouldn't want to dishonor my sword.

[turinged]

[it isn't a concept she's familiar with, and so she pauses when he speaks those last words.]

Dishonor your sword? What do you mean?

[modissty]

[His expression softens a little.]

My sword, Hotarumaru, is something that I inherited from my parents. It's been passed down through my family for generations, and it's strong and reliable and never wavers. If I couldn't wield it properly - if I wasn't good or strong enough myself to compliment its strength - then I wouldn't be able to honor everything that it's done for us.

[The way he's discussing it makes it sound more like he's talking about an Actual Human Partner™ than a sword, goodness. But his fondness is genuine and he wears it openly.]

[turinged]

It is something of great importance to you and your family, then. I hope it is the item that you were allotted in this place.

[modissty]

[His expression falls a little at that.]

Unfortunately not. I've looked everywhere for it, but... if it's here, I haven't found it yet.

[turinged]

...I am sorry. I hope you are able to find it soon.

[modissty]

Thank you. I hope so, as well... It feels strange for it to be gone now.

[turinged]

[she pauses for a moment, but there is one thing she's curious about]

When you used it... Was it often for combat?

[modissty]

[Another nod!]

Yes, it was. The job of a samurai is to protect their daimyo from harm... Ah, though I don't currently have one to protect. [#roninlife] Still, the streets are somewhat dangerous, and I've had to take care of myself since I was young.

[turinged]

[a curious tilt of her head]

Your parents did not take care of you?

[modissty]

[There's a little, considering pause, and then:]

While they were alive, they did.

[turinged]

Oh.

[a sympathetic frown, taking pause as those words sink in.]

I am sorry, Sakyou.