onigirisamurai

[onigirisamurai]

[onigirisamurai]

Activity Check [December]

Total Skill Points: (9) —> (10)

Skill Up: N/A

Claims: N/A

Threads

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im number two on the fruit ninja leaderboard. — w/ Ryoma

we in here like a pack of sardine — w/ F!Byleth

In drafts:

What Do We Do With a Baby Sailor? — w/ Nasir

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[onigirisamurai]

Kagetsu raises an eyebrow at the idea, but heads over to stand by his coworkers side all the same. The logic certainly makes sense, he supposes, a test of brains is typically one books would be involved in one way or another, but… Scanning over the bookshelf and taking in the sheer number, he can already feel his attention span practically melting.

“Of course, we must ‘escape’ as they mean to torment us…” The swordsman sighs, resigned to his fate. Forced to read. Ugh. 

Still, he forces himself to reach for a book all the same. He can’t allow his teammate to suffer alone. Teams work together! Bonding through strife! The fact he chose one of the lighter books was entirely coincidence and not at all a purposeful decision!! “I suppose we have no choice, then. Let us—“

Kagetsu’s sentence dies before it can be completed, action dying alongside it. This time, though, the interruption comes from inside the room — more specifically, from the sound of something small and metallic crashing onto the floor. Something that, upon closer inspection, has uncanny resemblance to a key.

“Oh.” He blinks. Then silently picks the key up off the ground. Oh. Well that. That works too. Okay. Sure. “J-Just as planned! The key is revealed! One step closer to freedom! Hooray for books!”

we in here like a pack of sardine

[onigirisamurai]

“Na..sir…” He mumbles the name to himself, unfamiliar syllables feeling strange on his tongue. If the language they were communicating in wasn’t enough to prove the foreign-ness already, the name certainly was. 

The other boy puts his hand on his head — which he does not quite understand, but he assumes must be a greeting in their culture, so he returns the gesture in kind. No matter how strange it feels to casually touch a stranger on the head. Foreigners were always said to be more open than they were. 

Kagetsu beams. Nasir is speaking slower. He appreciates that. “Nice to meet you! I look forward to working with you!”

Though a slower speed can only do so much when half the words are unfamiliar. He heard… ‘brother’? Big brother. Elder brother. Has he lost his older brother here too..? Well, all the more reason to stick together, in any case! As an elder sibling himself it’s his job to look after any and all younger siblings, even if he isn’t entirely sure what said younger sibling is talking about!

“You should talk, yes. I know little. I am sorry.” Curse the limited learning material back home holding him back from his true potential… “Where should we go? Do you know where your home is?”

What Do We Do With a Baby Sailor?

Anniversary | Any +1

[onigirisamurai]

Kagetsu can’t stop the sigh that escapes him at the immediate denial. Of course the other is right; there are rules around the use of swords for a reason, and as professors they are expected to strictly adhere to said rules, but…

His gaze shifts back down to the pile of sliced produce he’d created over the course of what feels like years of his life trapped in this kitchen. Then to the unsliced pile. Then down to his own hand, paused on the half-sliced remains of his current culinary victim in a clawed grip to prevent its escape. 

A hand held not too terribly far from the most recent slice, now that he’s focusing on it…

“Well… If our fingers are of the same strength as a carrot, then we should be keeping them away, from the blade, should we not? And yet, look!” He gestures his free hand down to the cutting board, and by association, his other hand and its distance to the end of the fruits remains. “Is this not more dangerous, then?”

The swordsman steps back from the counter, giving himself enough room to pull the thing that allows him to put ‘sword’ in his title from off his back. Then, position it just above the fruit close enough to where the knife would have been next if he weren’t so determined to prove a point right now, both hands firmly on the sword’s grip. 

“Were we to use our blades, our hands would remain in place well out of range. If anything, this would be the safer course of action. I see no downsides.”

im number two on the fruit ninja leaderboard. get on my level.

[onigirisamurai]

Activity Check [October]

Total Skill Points: (7) —> (9)

[+1 Any (Monthly), +1 Flying: Thread (Dropped)]

Skill Up: Flying (E) —> (E+), Sword (C+) —> (B)

Claims: Wo Dao

Threads

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I am ashamed of myself. (none)

In drafts:

we in here like a pack of sardine — w/ Byleth

im number two on the fruit ninja leaderboard. — w/ Ryoma

What Do We Do With a Baby Sailor? — w/ Nasir

If you don’t see your thread here, please DM me. It may have gotten lost in my records.

[onigirisamurai]

Slight a change as it may be, the smile on the other’s face does not go unnoticed — something that only makes his own smile grow wider in turn. “You know me well indeed. Of course I am not!” The swordsman laughs loudly, as if the notion itself is completely absurd. To think there had been a time where he was once worried Zelkov hated him, to now hearing that he actually missed his company? That itself has already made the experience worth whatever injury may or may not end up occurring in the next few minutes. Whatever happens next can’t top that. It’s impossible. “Failure is how we learn. If I must be injured in order to fully understand this activity, then so be it!”

He turns his head a bit, watching the ever approaching front of the line before them. No obviously injured participants or wyverns, parachutes (or at least, what he assumes must be the parachutes) still intact and functional... Everything seems to be fine to him. He doubts Zelkov of all people would be feeling nervous, but who knows? A little reassurance never hurt anyone. “I doubt this could be too dangerous, anyway. Judging by the amount of students in line, they must be adhering to a fair number of safety protocols.” 

Kagetsu’s brow furrows slightly as he inwardly cringes, the memory of the far-too-large book that he still has yet to read given to him upon his arrival bubbling to the surface. Along with the memory of numerous lectures from his superiors for not reading said book. Even though literally no one has gotten hurt as a result, but whatever. “The academy is… surprisingly strict about these things.”

Though it does make him wonder why they’re allowing this, but not him giving out real swords on the first day instead of training ones…

falling with *style*

[onigirisamurai]

‘Homeland’? Kagetsu’s head tilts slightly, child brain working overtime in an attempt to decipher the word. ‘Homeland’ sounds like ‘home’ and ‘land’ combined, so… it probably means the place he’s from! Unless it’s one of the kind of words that sound the same and mean something completely different, but those are stupid so he’s choosing to believe they don’t exist.

“Yes! This is not homeland!” The child nods, cheerful voice not at all matching the words he’s saying. This isn’t so bad so far! It’s pretty easy, actually! He’d thought his first conversation would be more challenging than this. Maybe he’s just a natural! 

…oh that was a lot of words really fast. Uh oh. Okay, he heard ‘lost’ in there, he thinks?? He got that one right earlier so it means what he thinks it means. He thinks. Uh. He takes it back, he is absolutely not a natural and he has no idea what’s going on.

A beat passes as he stares at the other blankly, before finally resolving to taking his hand anyway, even if he isn’t quite sure why. It’s fine, he can just introduce himself! He knows how to do that! That fits at any point in a conversation, right? This is fine. “…My name is Kagetsu! What is your name?”

What Do We Do With a Baby Sailor?

Anniversary | Any +1

[onigirisamurai]

Fodlan truly is a place full of wonder. Falling out of the sky on purpose? For fun? Who comes up with this?! Truly, innovations never cease.

Kagetsu has never been one for flying. It was never something he had the opportunity to learn back in his homeland, and even after he left there was never really a good moment for it. What better opportunity to learn then when it doesn’t matter if you fail or not! He wins either way! The perfect plan.

Or, it would be, if the lines were not so painfully slow. Seriously, how could falling take so long?? You just go! …At least the person he found himself next to was willing enough to strike up a conversation to pass the time. “I could hardly believe it myself—good morning Zelkov— and so then I— Zelkov—? ZELKOV?!” He has to do a double-take, and even then it takes him a moment. 

The prior conversation is immediately abandoned, the swordsman sprinting towards his fellow retainer with little thought to anything else. Including the looks he gets from those he pushed past and cut in front of in his quest to hop over the lines barricade and force his former coworker into a reunion hug. Not the most polite or professional thing he could’ve done, but that’s not just his fellow retainer. That is his BEST friend.

…At least, he is Kagetsu’s best friend. He doesn’t know if Zelkov feels the same. They haven’t had that talk yet. The regular ‘are we friends’ talk was difficult enough.

Pulling back almost as abruptly as he had started it, his already bright expression somehow manages to light up even more at the familiar face. “Ahaha, so it is you! I had known with Queen Ivy present, you would not be far behind!” He, in fact, did not know that. He had hoped, sure, but he hadn’t ever heard anything that would confirm that hope to be true. Unless this counts, but he’s pretty sure it doesn’t.

He gives a pat to Zelkov’s arm before stepping back fully, finally returning his personal space to it’s rightful owner. “It is good to see you, my friend. I will admit, things have not quite been the same without your company. Are you here for the ‘sky-diving’ as well?”

falling with *style*

[onigirisamurai]

“Huh?” The child blinks. Once, twice, then a third time. Yet the sword in his hand doesn’t change. He could’ve sworn he’d had his training sword just a moment ago, yet this thing’s almost as big as he is. Weird. Not that he’s complaining. Weirder still, literally none of the surrounding area even begins to look anything close to Pale Sands…

Did he accidentally wander past their boarders?? No, that couldn’t be it, he has too many guards following him after last time for that to have been possible. He’s nowhere near stealthy enough. Plus, he promised he wouldn’t try that again after how much his family freaked out.

….HIS FAMILY IS PROBABLY FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW AREN’T THEY??? OUUUGHHHH HE’S GONNA BE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE……

He cringes at the thought for a moment, taking a deep breath. To ‘refocus’ himself, or whatever that’s supposed to do. It doesn’t really work, but the aircertainly does. The feeling is distinctly different from the air in Pale Sands, somehow. 

It’s different. He’s not in Pale Sands. He’s out. He’s actually outside! He knew it — he knew he wasn’t meant to be in there forever! This must be the work of fate itself!

His legs take him before he can pick a direction, sprinting in the direction of the closest person, brain scrambling for every scrap of knowledge he had managed to ever dig up of how the world beyond their borders communicated. His family will forgive him, surely. “O— uh, hello!” Kagetsu stops just shy of running straight into the boy, beaming from ear to ear in excitement. This one has blue hair like him (sort of)! And looks just as confused as he felt a moment ago! Fate must have brought them there together! A destined friendship!! 

“Are you… um….” oh dragons, what was their word for it?? THINK KAGETSU, COME ON. THIS IS YOUR ONE CHANCE TO MAKE A FOREIGNER FRIEND. “Lost? Are you also?” Is that correct? He thinks that’s correct. It must be. He hopes.

What Do We Do With a Baby Sailor?

Anniversary | Any +1

[onigirisamurai]

Students in the cafeteria have decided to make a game of eating their fruits and veggies-which is to say, instead of simply eating their food as a cooked ingredient or a snack between classes, many of them have decided to make it a game! Inspired by the ninja of Hoshido, it is called: Produce Slicer! Students compete to slice the most food in just a minute, earning bragging rights for being the top scorer. The staff don't seem to be too fond of all the mess though-are you on the side of the game or the dining hall staff who have to clean up afterwards? [Grants Sword +1]

Every day in a new place brings new experience, and every experience is a new lesson. Today’s lesson; slicing fruit is boring. 

Kagetsu doesn’t mind cooking duty, he really doesn’t, he had plenty of time to get used to it during his time on the somniel, but the somniel was different. ‘Cooking duty’ on the somniel was only making food for like, 10 people during a shift. Maybe. He never counted. But he doesn’t need to count to know just by the sheer mountain of fruit there is a lot more than 10 people in Garreg mach.

chop, chop, chop.

The knife slices through another fruit, though the slicer’s attention has long since wandered away. They’ve mostly been working in silence this far, but he can’t help but sneak a glance at his partner for this out of the corner of his eye. He seems strong. Almost reminds him of King Diamant in a way, for whatever reason. Maybe it’s the red?

Of course, no matter how much he may want to (and he wants to, SO bad), he can’t exactly challenge him to spar in this situation. Both for job reasons and fire safety reasons, not a good idea. But on the other hand… if he doesn’t do something interesting soon he will probably die. He has to do what he must. To survive. “You know… These knives are rather small. We could get through this much faster if we used our swords.”

@raijintosworn

im number two on the fruit ninja leaderboard. get on my level.

[onigirisamurai]

A new establishment has popped up just outside the monastery grounds, run by a mysterious proprietor. What is it in the business of? Encouraging team-building and leadership skills through cooperation! And how do they do that? Lock you in a room and force you to use your combined wit to escape! Rumor has it that some of the puzzles you will be confronted with are brain-bendingly difficult... but surely you can escape a room, can't you? No brute force allowed! [Grants Authority +1]

Kagetsu frowns, lightly shaking the locked box held in his hands. One of many locked things in this room, if the (what he thinks was) excessively long explanation on what does and does not as a ‘clue’ is anything to go by. Front door included. They weren’t lying, it was most definitely locked. Though the door didn’t rattle the same way the box does when he had initially tested it.

It’s definitely a better indicator that the box has some level of importance than nothing would be, at least. Not a great indicator and one he has absolutely no idea what to do with, but better! He’s on the right track! Now he just has to figure out how to open the box with no key!

His eyes narrow, staring down his rectangular enemy as though he could intimidate it into giving up. Which of course does not work on the box because it is a box. Though it apparently works well enough for the box’s owner to feel the need to project their voice into the room with them, words slightly obscured by the spells magical static (or, that’s what he assumes that sound is), but still clear enough to get the message across. “Please don’t break the box.”

The box is almost immediately freed from his grasp in favor of raising his hands in the air, sputtering a little as he steps back from the box to further prove his innocence. “I was not going to!” How could they come to such a conclusion?! The audacity. Sure, okay, he was considering it maybe, but…!

He lets out a sigh, crossing his arms since apparently they don’t trust him touching things and turning his attention instead to his teammate for this challenge. They’re faculty as well, if he remembers right, and they seem smart. So they must be smart! Smart enough to have not gotten yelled at in the first five minutes, at least. Though in his defense it would’ve gotten it open… 

“How go things on your end? Any progress?”

@ashenprofessor

we in here like a pack of sardine

[onigirisamurai]

Activity Check [September]

bro I just got here

[onigirisamurai]

Closed RP account for Kagetsu of Fire Emblem: Engage! Affiliated with The Officers Academy.

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Portrayal Notes:

Kagetsu is taken from the post game! Though not as Ivy’s retainer! He got bored and left!! Again!!! Remember to leash your Kagetsus when taking them on a walk they wander off easily

If your muse is one with a canon support chain with Kagetsu, I assume they have “A” rank by default. If you want to start at a different point, please don’t hesitate to contact me! Otherwise I will have no idea and proceed with the default, sorry. Unfortunately I can’t read minds. Yet. I’m working on it.

Kagetsu’s TOA default Alear is whichever he runs into first. I am indecisive. Currently he hasn’t encountered either one, so I will be leaving his divine dragon ambiguous until that changes.

Kagetsu talks weird. He is not flirting with your muse unless we specifically discuss otherwise. IC "will you go out with me" misunderstandings can be funny but I don't want any OOC confusion. I'm not being weird I swear

In the interest of keeping this area brief I’ve left notes on things like the Fell Xenologue, shipping, and emblem stuff in his ‘about’ page (linked above)! So go look at that if any of that is relevant to you I guess okay bye byeee

[onigirisamurai]

He is just here for the food.

Decorations —

Kagetsu can give: White Feather!

Black feather:  White feather:  String of pearls:  Small bell:  Teardrop crystal:

Outfit —

Kagetsu is literally just wearing his normal outfit. He didn’t dress up for Ivy’s coronation, why would he start now. It’s called consistency.

[onigirisamurai]

Kagetsu’s smile broadens as the ‘duel’ is announced, only to falter as soon as he actually looks at the indicated rules. That is… a lot of text. Far more text than he would’ve anticipated going into a game. He winces, looking away from the rules and back down at his cards, only to be greeted with even more text. 

Uh oh.

He doesn’t speak of it, but he does not particularly like reading, to put it lightly. He never has, he always preferred to be outside, training; only reading if he had to. But he didn’t think that avoidance would ever have consequences in real life! Usually he can understand what he’s reading fine, but this?? He can hardly understand what he’s looking at!

The merchant clears his throat beside them, and Kagetsu recognizes he’s been taking a noticeably long time to play even one card. Which is incredibly rude of him, considering he is the one who initiated the challenge. “Ah— apologies. I-I was just… reading the rules! As is normal card game learning behavior! Of course! Reading! Fun!” He laughs awkwardly, slightly embarrassed by his own behavior.

Not wanting to take any longer, he decides to base his selection solely off the pictures. Who needs the rules anyway? It’s just a game, he can figure it out! How hard can it be.

The table shakes slightly as he slams a card down with a loud ‘thud’, fully confident in his attack despite having absolutely no idea what the card does. It looks like a dragon to him, and the divine dragon is good, so the card must be good as well! Simple logic. “The card is played! Now it is your turn, yes? Go then! Show me your best!”

haha yugioh reference

[onigirisamurai]

“ Kagetsu! ”‎ ‎ Lapis cries out the moment she finally catches a glimpse of his visage. She charges his way, purposeful and frantic strides quickening her pace. From far away, she might have looked like she was looking for a fight, but the closer she gets, the more apparent from her concerned expression that she was in actuality quite frazzled.‎ ‎ “ Boy, am I glad to see you! I need your advice on something really quick. You wouldn't happen to know what kinds of foods Queen Ivy likes, do you? ”

She tries to play it off casually, but her face is downright pleading at this point.

“ I've got to prepare some food for her, but I have no idea where to even start! I can't even imagine what an Elusian queen might like… ”

“Lapis? Is something wrong?” Kagetsu meets her with an equally concerned and slightly confused expression as she approaches, immediately pausing any and all prior activity to give her his full attention. Though as she explains the situation and he begins to understand, the concern gives way to lighthearted laughter at the situation. “Ah, I see.”

He hardly even has to think about the question at this point, having served as the Queen’s retainer long enough to answer near instantly: “She seems to find sweets most enjoyable. And foods that contain potatoes as well, if I recall.” It was a little difficult for him to learn this information, but it’s information he will never forget (even if it was never officially discussed between them). “Though I do not doubt she would be appreciative of anything you may give her.”

He nods, confident in his words content to leave it at that… until he remembers something that is probably important to mention. For Ivy’s sake. “Or— anything as long as it is not pickled or… excessively spiced.” Just as he remembers the way her expression shifted to slightly more positive when he predicted the former foods were to be served, he also remembers the displeasure ever so slightly on her face, even if it wasn’t too often voiced to him. “Perhaps do not give her anything like that.“

“Other than that, I stand by my prior sentiment! I have faith you will not poison her.” Kagetsu laughs again, though with how stressed Lapis seemed over the whole ordeal, he does realize it may not be the right opportunity to joke. Especially considering how much he relates to worrying about whether or not Ivy will like something. Sure, that ‘something’ was him, but... It can’t be that different. He can still offer an encouraging smile in these trying times. “Though should you need any more suggestions, do not hesitate to ask! My time is always free if it is for Queen Ivy.”