[Why is he unsure? Yue probably knows, but sssshhh he's fine. And he does, in fact, make it safely to the house without any problems! Knocking on the door, looking around...gosh, it's harder to see when it's all foggy, huh? Please monster changes and stuff, of course.]
Hellooooo? Are you hoooome? [He says that too quietly for anyone to hear unless they're already at the door though.]
[Yamanbagiri's near the front door, so he can be ready to answer it quickly before anyone else does. His sensitive ears picked up on the sounds of someone's knocking on the door, as well as a familiar voice.
Wow, that's rather quiet.
Walking over, he reaches out and opens the door. Hopes Yue like seeing Yamanbagiri's night form because of this damned fog.]
... Yes, I'm home. [He step to the side, so Yue can come inside.]
Yes, that's right. You say it to people today because it's the start of the new year.
[Obviously. Yamanbagiri stands there for a moment, before he brings out the envelopment from under his cloak. He holds it carefully in his paws, offering it to Yue.]
[Yue nods at the answer, gaze focusing on the envelope when the werewolf pulls it out. He'd gotten one from Hijikata-san earlier this morning, but still, the fact he's getting presents from people is...touching. It's with something approaching reverence that he carefully accepts the present, not even bothering to open it just yet.]
[Somehow, it feels almost embarrassing to see exactly how Yue choose to accept his envelop. He's torn between looking away and maintaining eye contact with Yue.]
... You're welcomed, Yue-san. I hope you'll have a good year.
[Hello, Yue. Are you here for another visit on this fine and very much non-foggy day?
Well, for whatever Yue's here for, he may come across the sight of a familiar werewolf in his day form. Because it's day time, so he's looking pretty human with some (coy)wolf features. Especially those fluffy looking pair of ears on his head, idly switching and clearly seen. The grey-ish fur on it do stand out in a way against his blond hair.
... Hang on, his hair? His fluffy ears are exposed?
Oh gosh, Yamanbagiri's cloak are on... but the hood is off!
[Yue does visit reasonably often these days - always in his big form, of course. And in all those visits, he's never seen Kunihiro-san with his hood off...but today! Today of all days! I mean, not that today is particularly special or anything, but. Still!
He approaches with a cheerful smile on his face, giving the most tactful greeting you can imagine at a moment like this:]
[Hearing someone's approach, Yamanbagiri slowly turns over to look and see Yue. He's about to greet him, maybe a tad more reserved and awkward than usual, but Yue got ahead of him first.
And he can feel his cheek growing warm from embarrassment, as his hands shoot up to grab his hood. And pull them over to his hide his ears.]
[Yue was under constant watch all his life, so - while he never actually thought about it before - it's hard to imagine feeling uncomfortable just from people looking at you. He hums, thoughtfully.]
[A brief pause. He was enjoying the blissful anonymity of just... being anyone else. On the other hand, he didn't want to leave Yue hanging by hiding it. Yamanbagiri shake his head.]
No... it's not just that. [Just. His changes never stop giving him mixed feelings because of his complex.] ... Do you know what I am, Yue-san?
That's right. Before I came here, I'm a sword tsukumogami. [He still identifies himself as a sword, even when his spiritual connection to his sword is no longer there. He pause, before he continues.]
... Unlike most other swords, I'm a replica of a famous sword, Yamanbagiri. So... I don't really like people looking at me.
[He looks away from Yue, mainly by instinct. He suspect that Yue wouldn't judge him, or start looking at him like those gazes... but he's still not over his complex.]
... Because when they look at me, I don't know if they're looking at me or Yamanbagiri. As far as I know, they look at me because I was made in his image.
[Ah. He actually knows how that feels, in a way. Yue looks...at him, rather than away like Yaman is doing, and sees nothing of any other Yamanbagiris.
Because he doesn't know any others, of course. Still, he looks, and thinks that incredibly useless fact.]
....I look like someone too, you know. Or I did, before I came here. [He brushes a hand against the feathers on his arm, awkwardly.] It didn't bother me as much, but...I sort of understand. Maybe.
[Yue nods as he says this, leaning a little closer and lowering his voice as if this is some sort of big secret. Which it might have been? Nobody had ever really mentioned it, back home.]
It's kind of hard to explain, but...I look just like a person from a very long time ago. Because some people really missed him, I think.
[His smile gets a little sad around the edges for a second, but no, he's fine, moving on.] He's sort of famous, too--back in Utsuwa, at least. So we're similar.
[Yamanbagiri leaned in forward, making it easier for Yue to whisper whatever he's about to say. Even if, for all they know, there's no one else around for now.
Hearing what Yue said made him quiet. To be honest, it's giving him mixed feelings. He never really find another sword he can really understand with about his status. None of them shared his circumstances, even if they don't really care. He does.
On the other hand, a part of him wants to deny it. He didn't want to believe there's someone else out there that might know what he's feeling and experiencing. But the logical side of him knows that odd isn't zero.]
Did those people... also compared you and that person?
[Yue tilts his head slightly at the question, an ambiguous answer, raising a hand up to where his mask would have been, if he'd still had it - but he doesn't, so the motion turns into him just sort of raking his fingers through his hair.
It feels empty, with nothing there. But he should be used to that by now, right?]
Mm...sometimes. I don't think I'm like him at all though, besides how I look.
[He didn't say anything at first, before he looks at Yue's face. Yamanbagiri slowly nods.]
... Yes. Even if we look like someone famous, it doesn't mean we are them.
[It's a simple statement, but one he keeps on saying to himself sometimes. He looks like he's about to say something and opens his mouth. He closes them for a moment, before he finally say something.]
The one good thing about this place is... no one knows us.
That's right. We have our own bodies, and our own lives. Just because we look like them doesn't mean we are them.
[It's the truth! He smiles at the werewolf, wondering what his life must have been like before. Everyone had tried to hide Yue's background from him, he remembers - maybe in the hopes that he wouldn't get as hung-up on it as Yamanbagiri seemed to be?]
You're the only Yamanbagiri I know, Kunihiro-san. And if the other one ever came here, he still wouldn't be Kunihiro-san. So I don't think you have to worry about that.
[It's not the first time he heard that. That he's the only Yamanbagiri anyone knows, but it still gives him a prickling warm feeling in his chest.]
Yeah.
[It didn't remove his lingering doubts completely. What if people drop him and replace him with the superior Yamanbagiri? But he keep such thoughts to himself.
A pause, as his fingers curl around his hood...]
... About earlier. [They already talked this much, and Yue seems to understand. So it's fine to say it, right?] I still don't like people looking at me. But...
[A hesitant pause, and then he continues.]
I'm trying to leave my hood down inside here. [Just at the Citadel. He's not ready for the public, and he doesn't know if it'll go that far.]
[Yue lets out a curious hum at that, watching as Yamanbagiri fiddles with his hood. Has he ever actually met a shy person outside of the werewolf in front of him? He can't think of any, at least.
Does this count as shy? He's not sure about that either.
He smiles, regardless.]
That's good. It must feel really stuffy wearing that hood all day, right? And I don't think anybody will give you weird looks or anything, here. [Not that he'd get weird looks outside the citadel either, outside of the usual reactions from humans. He'll keep that thought to himself, though.]
[Shy, anxious, a bundle of terrible self-esteem. Any of them would fit. Yamanbagiri wouldn't use "shy" for himself, at least.]
I'm used to it. My cloak is more light than stuffy. [His cloak might as well be a part of his body by this point, that taking it off at any time feels off to him.] But I don't know where I'm going with this, just that I want to try.
[He's just going to... tug his hood a bit and looks away.]
Maybe... [Well, he can imagine certain people being happy for him. It's a matter of Yamanbagiri accepting it.] Just as long no one's making a fuss about it.
I'm sure they won't! Probably. [Wait he shouldn't use "probably" here uh] They might not even notice at all--though you wear it so often I think they probably would, hehe.
[And with that, he cheerfully hops a little closer! Just a little.] Ah, since we're here though, do you want to do something together? We could try playing a game, or something.
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<kotou> BACKDATED TO Jan 1??
yue-san.
happy new year.
are you busy?
<vessel07>
happy new year!!!!
im not busy
why?
<kotou>
i want to give you something.
can we meet?
<vessel07>
give me
what are you giving
where do you watn to meet
:?
<kotou>
if you don't mind.
can you come to [INSERT LOCATION]?
[Look, who knows if Yue's allowed to go outside in the fog. Or maybe he can handle it.]
or i can always come to your place.
<vessel07>
??
ill come find you
[Nobody'll notice if he's only gone a little while, right?]
<kotou>
are you sure?
if you are, i'm still at the house.
but i can leave now.
[He almost type "my place". But manage to stop himself.]
<vessel07>
thats not too far i think
nobody will notice i was gone
<kotou>
okay.
then
i'll see you there?
[WHY IS HE SO UNSURE, HE'S THE ONE WHO INVITED YUE FIRST]
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Hellooooo? Are you hoooome? [He says that too quietly for anyone to hear unless they're already at the door though.]
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Wow, that's rather quiet.
Walking over, he reaches out and opens the door. Hopes Yue like seeing Yamanbagiri's night form because of this damned fog.]
... Yes, I'm home. [He step to the side, so Yue can come inside.]
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Happy New Year! That's what we're supposed to say today, right?
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Yes, that's right. You say it to people today because it's the start of the new year.
[Obviously. Yamanbagiri stands there for a moment, before he brings out the envelopment from under his cloak. He holds it carefully in his paws, offering it to Yue.]
Happy New Year, Yue-san.
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Ah....thank you very much, Kunihiro-san!
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... You're welcomed, Yue-san. I hope you'll have a good year.
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[He notes Yaman's awkward reaction, and...smiles a little wider.]
Maybe I'll visit your store again later! And this time I'll actually get something.
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Whenever you do, I'll be there to help you.
[And then the boss got dropped and Yaman doesn't have a job. But that's a little later after this.]
[Action] May 6th!?
Well, for whatever Yue's here for, he may come across the sight of a familiar werewolf in his day form. Because it's day time, so he's looking pretty human with some (coy)wolf features. Especially those fluffy looking pair of ears on his head, idly switching and clearly seen. The grey-ish fur on it do stand out in a way against his blond hair.
... Hang on, his hair? His fluffy ears are exposed?
Oh gosh, Yamanbagiri's cloak are on... but the hood is off!
How would Yue react to this rare sight?!]
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He approaches with a cheerful smile on his face, giving the most tactful greeting you can imagine at a moment like this:]
Kunihiro-san's ears are out!
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And he can feel his cheek growing warm from embarrassment, as his hands shoot up to grab his hood. And pull them over to his hide his ears.]
S-so what if they are!?
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[Ah, he covered up again...Yue looks disappointed. Like, very definitely obviously so.]
I just thought it was nice....do you really have to hide them?
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It's just... [Right, Yue probably doesn't know about his complex.] ... I don't like people looking at me.
[And his ears are pretty expressive? Like how they're twitching underneath his hood and anyone can see the movements...]
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[Yue was under constant watch all his life, so - while he never actually thought about it before - it's hard to imagine feeling uncomfortable just from people looking at you. He hums, thoughtfully.]
...Are you worried about your ears?
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No... it's not just that. [Just. His changes never stop giving him mixed feelings because of his complex.] ... Do you know what I am, Yue-san?
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You're a werewolf, right? With the tail and everything.
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... Yes, that's right. But before I changed into a werewolf, who I... am before I came to this world. Do you know that?
[He wants to know if the others tell Yue about their nature.]
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......A sword?
[Like Yasusada!]
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That's right. Before I came here, I'm a sword tsukumogami. [He still identifies himself as a sword, even when his spiritual connection to his sword is no longer there. He pause, before he continues.]
... Unlike most other swords, I'm a replica of a famous sword, Yamanbagiri. So... I don't really like people looking at me.
[That's putting it very, very mildly and simply.]
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[That's like...a copy? So there were two Yamanbagiris?...Having two people--or swords--with the same name seems kind of strange, but.]
Why don't you like people looking at you?
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... Because when they look at me, I don't know if they're looking at me or Yamanbagiri. As far as I know, they look at me because I was made in his image.
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Because he doesn't know any others, of course. Still, he looks, and thinks that incredibly useless fact.]
....I look like someone too, you know. Or I did, before I came here. [He brushes a hand against the feathers on his arm, awkwardly.] It didn't bother me as much, but...I sort of understand. Maybe.
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Their circumstances might be different, but the idea that someone might understand even a little... He didn't know how to think about it.]
... Really?
[He's not disbelieving Yue's words, just... surprised and all.]
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[Yue nods as he says this, leaning a little closer and lowering his voice as if this is some sort of big secret. Which it might have been? Nobody had ever really mentioned it, back home.]
It's kind of hard to explain, but...I look just like a person from a very long time ago. Because some people really missed him, I think.
[His smile gets a little sad around the edges for a second, but no, he's fine, moving on.] He's sort of famous, too--back in Utsuwa, at least. So we're similar.
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Hearing what Yue said made him quiet. To be honest, it's giving him mixed feelings. He never really find another sword he can really understand with about his status. None of them shared his circumstances, even if they don't really care. He does.
On the other hand, a part of him wants to deny it. He didn't want to believe there's someone else out there that might know what he's feeling and experiencing. But the logical side of him knows that odd isn't zero.]
Did those people... also compared you and that person?
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It feels empty, with nothing there. But he should be used to that by now, right?]
Mm...sometimes. I don't think I'm like him at all though, besides how I look.
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... Yes. Even if we look like someone famous, it doesn't mean we are them.
[It's a simple statement, but one he keeps on saying to himself sometimes. He looks like he's about to say something and opens his mouth. He closes them for a moment, before he finally say something.]
The one good thing about this place is... no one knows us.
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[It's the truth! He smiles at the werewolf, wondering what his life must have been like before. Everyone had tried to hide Yue's background from him, he remembers - maybe in the hopes that he wouldn't get as hung-up on it as Yamanbagiri seemed to be?]
You're the only Yamanbagiri I know, Kunihiro-san. And if the other one ever came here, he still wouldn't be Kunihiro-san. So I don't think you have to worry about that.
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Yeah.
[It didn't remove his lingering doubts completely. What if people drop him and replace him with the superior Yamanbagiri? But he keep such thoughts to himself.
A pause, as his fingers curl around his hood...]
... About earlier. [They already talked this much, and Yue seems to understand. So it's fine to say it, right?] I still don't like people looking at me. But...
[A hesitant pause, and then he continues.]
I'm trying to leave my hood down inside here. [Just at the Citadel. He's not ready for the public, and he doesn't know if it'll go that far.]
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Does this count as shy? He's not sure about that either.
He smiles, regardless.]
That's good. It must feel really stuffy wearing that hood all day, right? And I don't think anybody will give you weird looks or anything, here. [Not that he'd get weird looks outside the citadel either, outside of the usual reactions from humans. He'll keep that thought to himself, though.]
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I'm used to it. My cloak is more light than stuffy. [His cloak might as well be a part of his body by this point, that taking it off at any time feels off to him.] But I don't know where I'm going with this, just that I want to try.
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But that's probably a bad idea, huh?]
Well...wherever you go with it, I'm glad I can see your ears now. I'm sure everyone else will be happy, too! [A pause.] For you, I mean.
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Maybe... [Well, he can imagine certain people being happy for him. It's a matter of Yamanbagiri accepting it.] Just as long no one's making a fuss about it.
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[And with that, he cheerfully hops a little closer! Just a little.] Ah, since we're here though, do you want to do something together? We could try playing a game, or something.
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[Of course they would. What's important is how they react to the sight, which makes him nervous.
But then, he blinks and slowly nods.]
I don't mind whatever we might do. I am free for the moment.
[Who knows how busy he'd get with the citadel and the cats around.]