[As injured as Rin is, he's still going to seek out Tsuru on Thursday night. The CYOA was...brutal, to put it lightly, and he needs some help with something.]
Hey, Tsuru? I know we're gonna be locked up for the night soon, so can we spend tonight together? I've got something I want you to look at.
[He sounds a little concerned as he says it too. This is not playtime, no Mochi guesses here.]
[He pulls the sword out so Tsuru can see. There are several cracks in the blade, going from sharp end through almost all the way to the backside, all centering from the same strike point most of the way down the blade. It's a wonder that the blade didn't break entirely.]
(He looks the sword over once and just visibly winces. It isn't even him but given his nature as a sword himself, he can imagine how it feels all too well.)
Let's sit down and see.
(To the living room they go. He leaves his bag on a table or w/e. He also sets his own sword down next to him when he sits down. He'll hold out his hands to accept Kurikara from Rin now that he's settled,)
Tell me what happened. I need to understand first.
(What exactly caused this? Is there anything he really needs to be careful about? )
[Rin hands over Kurikara carefully, not wanting to risk dropping the sword and damaging it further. Once that's done, Rin will stand nearby, hovering nervously. His sword, y'all.]
Where we went, there were a ton of fighting ghosts. Some of them attacked us, and I had to keep fighting back. But I remembered what you taught me! It made it a lot easier to keep the monsters and ghosts back.
[He looks proud of that, for a moment, before his face falls into worry again.]
But then there was a snake, and I think I just hit it too many times in a row, or I hit a bad spot, or maybe its fangs were stronger? But this is what happened.
(He takes it from Rin carefully, his touch delicate as he looks it over. It feels heavy in his hands, heavier than it really should be, and he knows it's because of his own familiarity with Kurikara, or rather, a version of it.
He listens to Rin and smiles softly. It's clear he's proud but holding back some of his energy,)
Well done, Rin-kun. They were lucky to have you.
(And to Kurikara,)
... And you as well, Kara-bou.
(He slides his hand along the blade, getting a feel for the cracks. He notes how they get worse towards the center and to be honest, it doesn't look. This isn't good. He knows he won't be able to do much in this situation and he finds himself wishing the saniwa was here. Their magic would surely be able to fix this. )
[That tone, the fondness Tsuru has for the sword, it makes Rin think Tsuru is talking to an injured friend that just got a bad medical diagnosis. Which Kurikara might have gotten.]
Xie Lian said I should talk to Diluc, he makes weapons back in his world. But making isn't the same as fixing, and you know more about Japanese swords anyway.
[A pause, and then he leans in to look at the sword too.]
And look at the time! As Tsuru turns the sword, some of the cracks deepen and a couple small pieces of sword fall to the ground. It makes Rin stop suddenly, because he feels a tightness in his chest.]
Tsuru-!
[As Rin reaches up to squeeze at his chest, the crack deepens, and now it's one wrong movement from breaking entirely.]
(Ah, there's that sound that make his skin crawl. He'd thought he was being careful enough but the cracks deepen and spread, the first few pieces begin to fall and he flinches even if it isn't him. )
Ah--
(He's almost afraid to move in case it gets worse but then Rin is calling for him. His first assumption is that Rin must be surprised by what happened. )
Rin-kun, I'm sorry...
(And he looks up at Rin apologetically. It's clear there's more going on, though, and he frowns, brows knitting close together as he tries to see what's wrong,)
[It hurts. It's like a pressure is building up in his chest, trying to burst out, and it hurts. Rin's breathing is labored and he clutches his chest like it will help at all, but there's no coming back from this.]
It hurts-
[He gasps and reaches out to grab Tsuru's arm, jostling his elbow.
(And at the moment, he's more worried about Rin than Kurikara. He's about to set it down so he can tend to Rin but his arm is grabbed instead. The motion catches him mid-movement and the sword breaks in half in his hands,
[The grunt of pain shifts to a scream as blue fire erupts from Rin. His clothes aren't burning, and neither is his skin, but the flames feel hot to Tsuru and threaten to burn him if he doesn't keep adequate space.
Rin falls into a void, screaming as he tumbles deep into the darkness.
And then the screams stop, and Rin sinks to his knees. The fire dies down around him, except for two little horn-like spurts near his forehead. His hair abruptly shifts to white with a blue ombre, and his ears and fangs both grow longer.
Rin stares blankly at his hands for a few seconds before grinning and starting to flex his fingers, testing out how well they move. The broken fingers barely hinder him.
If he sees Tsuru right now, he doesn't acknowledge the man yet.]
(Something is happening. He doesn't understand but something is happening.
He drops the pieces of Kurikara and reaches for his own sword, jumping up and away from the flames. Fire has claimed more than enough swords in his history and the last thing he wants is to meet the same sort of fate. He pulls back and tries to get a safe distance away but he's still worried about Rin.
He doesn't understand the fire or the transformation. What he does know is that he's in danger and he's immediately on edge.
Kiku also takes flight, going over the flames and staying close to Tsurumaru. For now, she's staying in her smaller, magpie form.)
Rin-kun, what's happening?
(Always composed. Always carefree. His tone shifts and he commands,)
[The blue fire is still there, but it's more controlled now. Rin is holding out a hand, grinning as he watches the blue fire make lazy circles around it. He's reveling in the power, taking in that which has been denied to him for all these years.
When he looks to Tsuru, it is with a casual glance.]
Amazing, isn't it? I could burn up this whole town in an instant if I wanted to. That'd be a good way to stretch my legs.
[It's Rin's voice, his tone is unmistakable. But something about the way he speaks- his tone, his word choice, the cruel lilt to everything he's saying- it's off. It's off and very concerning.]
I AM Rin. Unchained from that guilt complex and left to live however I want.
[He's turning to face Tsuru fully now.]
Hey, let's spar. My sword's broken, but we can see how you last against my fire. It's only for 10 minutes so you should be fine, right~? And if you can't survive for 10 minutes then you're not worthy of being my friend anyway.
[The flames are growing in intensity. This fight is not optional.]
(The fire burns. It spreads through the room and he's keenly aware that he's in a closed place with little room to really, actually move as freely as he'd like. The flames lick at him and he knows he needs to escape. He knows he needs to fight.
And yet, he can't bring himself to draw his sword.
He doesn't want to hurt Rin. It's clear he isn't in control.)
I'm surprised, Rin-kun.
(It's hot. It's so hot. But he only has to last for ten minutes? He feels like he can do this. From above, Kiku flies as far from the heat as she can.)
But it's late. Let's put you to rest.
(And in one, swift move, he's charging towards Rin, sword still sheathed for now but intent to knock him back with it. He isn't going to kill Rin. He's only trying to restrain him.)
[Rin is alert, and Rin is fast. By the time Tsuru makes his move, Rin is jumping on the table and then up and over Tsuru's head. And while he's up there floating through the air for a few seconds, He's going to grab onto whatever part of Tsuru he can grab- arms, leg, whatever- and press hideously hot hands into the skin of whatever he reaches.]
(It's faster than he expects and he needs to adjust to make up for it. Thankfully, he's a skilled swordsman and it's easy enough for him to adapt. What he doesn't expect is for Rin to just try and grab him.
Rin can probably grab onto his robe-- the sleeves are loose and flowing. As a result, it ends up pulling his arm at an awkward angle and while he had tried to bring his sword up to slam him in the jaw or something, it's enough to throw him off that he misses. )
(He can grab the sword. Even if Tsurumaru tries to reach for it back, he won't succeed and realizing what this means, he immediately pulls back his arm hard and tries to get away.
He raises his sheath in front of him defensively. He still hasn't lost his cool-- losing his composure now when every minute counts won't do. He needs to stay calm.
The flames are licking at the ends of his hakama and the floor is unbearably hot. He needs to get out and he begins to figure out an escape.)
[The words, they do appeal to something within this demon. After all, the human and the demon both make up Rin. They like the same people, have the same wants in life. So just like with the human Rin, this Rin does favor Tsuru.
But this Rin isn't quite aware of just how much his power affects others. He doesn't know how to hold back on a killing blow. He just. Doesn't. Understand. And he doesn't get why not understanding is a bad thing.]
It's fine, isn't it? We play together all the time and nobody dies. You can survive this, you're not a weakling.
[The stance he takes might look familiar to Tsuru. It's the one he's been teaching Rin.]
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Date: 2021-10-22 02:38 pm (UTC)Hey, Tsuru? I know we're gonna be locked up for the night soon, so can we spend tonight together? I've got something I want you to look at.
[He sounds a little concerned as he says it too. This is not playtime, no Mochi guesses here.]
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Date: 2021-10-22 02:47 pm (UTC)(He glances at the sky, gauging the time... and nods,)
We can stay together.
(He heads over towards Rin, rounding him up and guiding him towards House 2,)
Let's go inside before it gets too late.
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Date: 2021-10-22 03:03 pm (UTC)[They get in just before the doors shut and lock.]
I, uh...do you know anything about fixing swords?
[He always has Kurikara with him but today he's carrying it with more care than he usually shows. Like Kurikara is a fragile piece of glass.]
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Date: 2021-10-22 03:18 pm (UTC)...
(That gets a certain reaction from Tsurumaru. He frowns and rubs the back of his neck, looking uncertain.)
In a sense.
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Date: 2021-10-22 03:25 pm (UTC)[He pulls the sword out so Tsuru can see. There are several cracks in the blade, going from sharp end through almost all the way to the backside, all centering from the same strike point most of the way down the blade. It's a wonder that the blade didn't break entirely.]
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Date: 2021-10-22 03:34 pm (UTC)(He looks the sword over once and just visibly winces. It isn't even him but given his nature as a sword himself, he can imagine how it feels all too well.)
Let's sit down and see.
(To the living room they go. He leaves his bag on a table or w/e. He also sets his own sword down next to him when he sits down. He'll hold out his hands to accept Kurikara from Rin now that he's settled,)
Tell me what happened. I need to understand first.
(What exactly caused this? Is there anything he really needs to be careful about? )
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Date: 2021-10-22 09:08 pm (UTC)Where we went, there were a ton of fighting ghosts. Some of them attacked us, and I had to keep fighting back. But I remembered what you taught me! It made it a lot easier to keep the monsters and ghosts back.
[He looks proud of that, for a moment, before his face falls into worry again.]
But then there was a snake, and I think I just hit it too many times in a row, or I hit a bad spot, or maybe its fangs were stronger? But this is what happened.
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Date: 2021-10-23 03:41 am (UTC)He listens to Rin and smiles softly. It's clear he's proud but holding back some of his energy,)
Well done, Rin-kun. They were lucky to have you.
(And to Kurikara,)
... And you as well, Kara-bou.
(He slides his hand along the blade, getting a feel for the cracks. He notes how they get worse towards the center and to be honest, it doesn't look. This isn't good. He knows he won't be able to do much in this situation and he finds himself wishing the saniwa was here. Their magic would surely be able to fix this. )
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Date: 2021-10-23 03:49 am (UTC)Xie Lian said I should talk to Diluc, he makes weapons back in his world. But making isn't the same as fixing, and you know more about Japanese swords anyway.
[A pause, and then he leans in to look at the sword too.]
Is it beyond hope...?
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Date: 2021-10-23 04:04 am (UTC)(Ah, but the doors are locked and it's late on this night...)
Tomorrow, let's speak to him together.
(He turns the sword just slightly for Rin to see at a better angle,)
It's quite serious. I'm afraid there's very little we can do now but let him rest.
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Date: 2021-10-23 04:13 am (UTC)[Because someone's still going to die tonight.
And look at the time! As Tsuru turns the sword, some of the cracks deepen and a couple small pieces of sword fall to the ground. It makes Rin stop suddenly, because he feels a tightness in his chest.]
Tsuru-!
[As Rin reaches up to squeeze at his chest, the crack deepens, and now it's one wrong movement from breaking entirely.]
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Date: 2021-10-23 04:18 am (UTC)(Ah, there's that sound that make his skin crawl. He'd thought he was being careful enough but the cracks deepen and spread, the first few pieces begin to fall and he flinches even if it isn't him. )
Ah--
(He's almost afraid to move in case it gets worse but then Rin is calling for him. His first assumption is that Rin must be surprised by what happened. )
Rin-kun, I'm sorry...
(And he looks up at Rin apologetically. It's clear there's more going on, though, and he frowns, brows knitting close together as he tries to see what's wrong,)
Rin-kun?
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Date: 2021-10-23 04:25 am (UTC)It hurts-
[He gasps and reaches out to grab Tsuru's arm, jostling his elbow.
Which is enough to break the sword entirely.]
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Date: 2021-10-23 04:32 am (UTC)(And at the moment, he's more worried about Rin than Kurikara. He's about to set it down so he can tend to Rin but his arm is grabbed instead. The motion catches him mid-movement and the sword breaks in half in his hands,
His heart drops.)
Kara...! (But also--) Rin--
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Date: 2021-10-23 04:58 am (UTC)Rin falls into a void, screaming as he tumbles deep into the darkness.
And then the screams stop, and Rin sinks to his knees. The fire dies down around him, except for two little horn-like spurts near his forehead. His hair abruptly shifts to white with a blue ombre, and his ears and fangs both grow longer.
Rin stares blankly at his hands for a few seconds before grinning and starting to flex his fingers, testing out how well they move. The broken fingers barely hinder him.
If he sees Tsuru right now, he doesn't acknowledge the man yet.]
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Date: 2021-10-23 05:09 am (UTC)He drops the pieces of Kurikara and reaches for his own sword, jumping up and away from the flames. Fire has claimed more than enough swords in his history and the last thing he wants is to meet the same sort of fate. He pulls back and tries to get a safe distance away but he's still worried about Rin.
He doesn't understand the fire or the transformation. What he does know is that he's in danger and he's immediately on edge.
Kiku also takes flight, going over the flames and staying close to Tsurumaru. For now, she's staying in her smaller, magpie form.)
Rin-kun, what's happening?
(Always composed. Always carefree. His tone shifts and he commands,)
Answer me!
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Date: 2021-10-24 03:33 am (UTC)When he looks to Tsuru, it is with a casual glance.]
Amazing, isn't it? I could burn up this whole town in an instant if I wanted to. That'd be a good way to stretch my legs.
[It's Rin's voice, his tone is unmistakable. But something about the way he speaks- his tone, his word choice, the cruel lilt to everything he's saying- it's off. It's off and very concerning.]
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Date: 2021-10-24 03:41 am (UTC)And yet, it clearly still is.
When he speaks, his tone is careful-- controlled and steady,)
What did you do to Rin-kun?
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Date: 2021-10-24 03:54 am (UTC)I AM Rin. Unchained from that guilt complex and left to live however I want.
[He's turning to face Tsuru fully now.]
Hey, let's spar. My sword's broken, but we can see how you last against my fire. It's only for 10 minutes so you should be fine, right~? And if you can't survive for 10 minutes then you're not worthy of being my friend anyway.
[The flames are growing in intensity. This fight is not optional.]
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Date: 2021-10-24 04:18 am (UTC)And yet, he can't bring himself to draw his sword.
He doesn't want to hurt Rin. It's clear he isn't in control.)
I'm surprised, Rin-kun.
(It's hot. It's so hot. But he only has to last for ten minutes? He feels like he can do this. From above, Kiku flies as far from the heat as she can.)
But it's late. Let's put you to rest.
(And in one, swift move, he's charging towards Rin, sword still sheathed for now but intent to knock him back with it. He isn't going to kill Rin. He's only trying to restrain him.)
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Date: 2021-10-24 04:37 am (UTC)Too slow~
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Date: 2021-10-24 04:42 am (UTC)Rin can probably grab onto his robe-- the sleeves are loose and flowing. As a result, it ends up pulling his arm at an awkward angle and while he had tried to bring his sword up to slam him in the jaw or something, it's enough to throw him off that he misses. )
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Date: 2021-10-24 05:33 am (UTC)So Inner!Rin will grab onto the hilt of Tsuru's sword and try to pull it out of the scabbard, using his hand to stop the sword from hitting his jaw.]
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Date: 2021-10-24 05:46 am (UTC)He raises his sheath in front of him defensively. He still hasn't lost his cool-- losing his composure now when every minute counts won't do. He needs to stay calm.
The flames are licking at the ends of his hakama and the floor is unbearably hot. He needs to get out and he begins to figure out an escape.)
Rin-kun. (He has to try,) Listen to me.
This doesn't have to be to the death.
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Date: 2021-10-25 01:41 pm (UTC)But this Rin isn't quite aware of just how much his power affects others. He doesn't know how to hold back on a killing blow. He just. Doesn't. Understand. And he doesn't get why not understanding is a bad thing.]
It's fine, isn't it? We play together all the time and nobody dies. You can survive this, you're not a weakling.
[The stance he takes might look familiar to Tsuru. It's the one he's been teaching Rin.]
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