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genessia2019-09-08 03:20 pm
deadly_oro) wrote in genessia2019-09-08 03:20 pm
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When a Wanderer Does Wandering Wrong
Who: Kenshin Himura
When: Throughout September
Where: Fayren, generally not too far from the Amatsu Inn
What: Various!
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fireduck!
Working:
Kenshin has been going about his usual routine of cleaning, helping with laundry, that sort of thing, mostly as something to do. He knows his wife makes more than enough to keep them comfortable, but he's never been able to really sit still. He'd become a wanderer for a reason, and even without that reason in Genessia, he still feels the need to be active. Even if he hasn't really left Fayren since he'd been directed there when he'd first arrived.
He keeps the sleeves of his kimono tied back while he works and really, shows he's pretty darn good at this work too with how fast he works. Clothes get hung up to dry, the floors get swept the mopped, furniture is dusted and what repairs make it to the list are checked on, and fixed if he knew how to do it.
He never minds company while he works either!
Swordsmanship:
But even here, there might be a need for his sword, reverse-blade or not, and he isn't about to let the ability to protect those who need him go sour. He doesn't need to be the best, just... Good enough to keep them alive and well. Especially Tomoe. He won't let her be harmed ever again.
So he finds a good place to practice off the beaten path, and slips into the forms his master had taught him so long ago. Leaps and arial strikes at unseen targets. Swift runs and strikes, quick sheathing and unsheathing. Everything he could practice without another providing rough contact.
Maybe he wouldn't turn an opponent away, if they dare to approach. But an audience would see a change as he tucks away the worst of that side of him. there's no need to show everything to just anyone.
Picnic: Closed to Tomoe
Even the most oblivious of people (one Himura Kenshin) can realize that maybe he should do something special for his wife. But what could she possibly want?
Time away, where she's not expected to manage every little thing, every second. Or so he hopes. He's managed to put together a meal for them off by one of the quiet streams he's become fond of, then goes looking for her. He's put on the kimono she made him, and at least tried to do something about his hair.
"Tomoe? Ah...Would you...have some time today? There is something this one would like to share with you, if you can spare part of your day." So. Very. NERVOUS. But he can't help the shyly hopeful look and soft little smile that tends to appear whenever he sees her.
When: Throughout September
Where: Fayren, generally not too far from the Amatsu Inn
What: Various!
Note: If you want something else, either start it or let me know at
Working:
Kenshin has been going about his usual routine of cleaning, helping with laundry, that sort of thing, mostly as something to do. He knows his wife makes more than enough to keep them comfortable, but he's never been able to really sit still. He'd become a wanderer for a reason, and even without that reason in Genessia, he still feels the need to be active. Even if he hasn't really left Fayren since he'd been directed there when he'd first arrived.
He keeps the sleeves of his kimono tied back while he works and really, shows he's pretty darn good at this work too with how fast he works. Clothes get hung up to dry, the floors get swept the mopped, furniture is dusted and what repairs make it to the list are checked on, and fixed if he knew how to do it.
He never minds company while he works either!
Swordsmanship:
But even here, there might be a need for his sword, reverse-blade or not, and he isn't about to let the ability to protect those who need him go sour. He doesn't need to be the best, just... Good enough to keep them alive and well. Especially Tomoe. He won't let her be harmed ever again.
So he finds a good place to practice off the beaten path, and slips into the forms his master had taught him so long ago. Leaps and arial strikes at unseen targets. Swift runs and strikes, quick sheathing and unsheathing. Everything he could practice without another providing rough contact.
Maybe he wouldn't turn an opponent away, if they dare to approach. But an audience would see a change as he tucks away the worst of that side of him. there's no need to show everything to just anyone.
Picnic: Closed to Tomoe
Even the most oblivious of people (one Himura Kenshin) can realize that maybe he should do something special for his wife. But what could she possibly want?
Time away, where she's not expected to manage every little thing, every second. Or so he hopes. He's managed to put together a meal for them off by one of the quiet streams he's become fond of, then goes looking for her. He's put on the kimono she made him, and at least tried to do something about his hair.
"Tomoe? Ah...Would you...have some time today? There is something this one would like to share with you, if you can spare part of your day." So. Very. NERVOUS. But he can't help the shyly hopeful look and soft little smile that tends to appear whenever he sees her.