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WHO: Kiyomitsu Kashuu & you!
WHERE: Out and about all over Recolle
WHEN: Primarily July 8th/9th, but also through the rest of July
WHAT: Combo birthday and bingo shenanigans! Come for the drinks, stay for the bad fashion.
WARNINGS: Drinking and horrible outfits but otherwise N/A, will update if it changes!

July 8th
i. morning/afternoon, A Good Bean
[There sure is a lot of hustle and bustle around this little cafe today! Tables are being rearranged, the carafe carts are pushed to the side and out of the way, and a space has been cleared in the center of the room. Kiyomitsu stands in the middle of things, directing people who are carrying some very... eclectic outfits, and interchangeably dimming or brightening the lights in the dining area.

Are you just curious and poking your head in? Trying to avoid all this nonsense and get an espresso to wake you up for the long shift ahead? NOT ANYMORE. As soon as he spots you, his target is Locked and he's trotting on over.]

Hm... You! You've totally got the look I need. Gimme just ten minutes of your time, okay? I just need a few more people.

[It's not just ten minutes. It's never just ten minutes. And did someone carrying sparkle mesh just walk by? Maybe you should hightail it outta here while you still can...]

ii. evening, various bars
[So after a fashion show that may or may not have been a hit and may or may not have involved the authorities briefly being called, Kiyomitsu is free for the day! Free to enjoy his new ability to go to bars legally at long last...! He might keep his fake ID for fond memory's sake, though. It got him through so many tough times...

But for now, he's treating himself - with other people's money in a mutually beneficial bingo arrangement. If he spots anyone who appears to be looking at a bingo card or overhears someone so much as say the word bingo, he's turning right on over.]

If you buy me a birthday drink, I'll help you fill your card out. Deal?

iii. late night/earlyass morning, around town
[Occasionally, he'll be taking breaks from his long and arduous 21 Run™ and can be found sitting on sidewalks or benches outside of the bars he's being dragged through. Naturally, that means he's a prime target for the late night street vendors and their deliciously fried and salted foods... There goes a cart with barbequed meats! And another selling fresh greasy pastries!

Eventually, Kiyomitsu will just turn to the nearest person - stranger or not - and point toward the closest cart.]

Let's go get some of that.

[It's a necessity.]

July 9th
iv. afternoon, Peach Beach
[His shades have made a return, as has his old friend, hangover... Kiyomitsu's had an honestly rank morning and it isn't even because of the hangover so much as some shiny new abilities.

And of course, he's dealing with them like a champ by pretending they're absolutely not a thing! Why worry about freaky voodoo swords when you can gripe about the sun, instead?? He may have to be out here for Important Bingo Reasons, but that doesn't stop him from whining like the world is personally against him. Said whining only stops when someone happens to walk between him and the sun, at which point he'll immediately look up and say, very flatly:]

I'll pay you ten bucks if you just stand there and block out the sun for a little bit.

[Save him.]

wildcard;
[Hit me with whatever you're down for! Kashuu's bingo card is here and he's open for any bingo shenanigans all month!]

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[After a while, Kenta is going to notice tat his companion is not exactly having fun here. he's barely looking at the things on display and feels all around jumpy and dissatisfied with the setting.]

Is something wrong? We can go somewhere else if that sin't to your taste.

[Waving a hand!! He figures if Kenta mentioned this place first, it's for a reason. Maybe he really likes museums?? Or swords? He can deal.]

It's fine, it's fine. ...D'you really like swords or something, though? Just curious.

I practice Kendo. I've never held one of those, tough. Only shinai and practice wooden swords. I understand the weight is quite different.

[He does like museums, and has a bit of interest in swords because of the sport he practices.But it doesn't really go much further than that.]

My father probably has a few that he keeps for decoration, but I haven't lived with my parents for a long time, so I can't remember.

Oh...

[Huh. It's almost weird how quickly he'd grown used to the weight of the sword Retrospec had given him - like he'd forgotten until now that he hadn't held one until recently, too.]

Yeah, it's pretty different. But I think it's also pretty easy to get used to the difference, y'know?

Oh. Do you have one, then?

[So, a fashion designer who works as a barista and has a sword.... Jirou has a lot of interesting friends, really.]

I guess I could get one if I really wanted to, but youd need a place to train with it and most dojos here don't do that. Plus finding someone with the knowledge to train you is pretty difficult.

Yeah... Retrospec gave me one a while ago. They're kinda giving out weapons like candy lately.

[It's a little disturbing, honestly. He'd laughed when Yamato said they might be preparing the city for a war, but with the weird fixation they seem to have on forcing people to remember battles and sending them swords and guns and scythes, he's starting to get vaguely concerned.]

But you're right about that. It's not like anyone has any reason to practice with real, actual swords these days anyway, y'know?

Ah... One of those 'deliveries' I've heard about. But weapons, really?

[So that means some people now have weapons that they may not know how to use? That's just... great.]

Do yo know how to use it?

Mm, yeah. I know a guy who even got a raccoon back in the mail. Like, they just sent it to him in a box.

[A tanuki that's actually a yokai, actually, but he sure doesn't know that... Mostly because he doesn't actually understand how his own ability to sense spirits works yet.

As for that:] Kinda? I used to practice kendo, too... Using a real sword is totally different, though.

A... racoon.

[Well okay, then.

Upon hearing that Kashuu also does Kendo, his eyes light up slightly.]

Did you do it in Japan or here? Maybe w=our teams have met up before.

[Although Kenta is a good three years older so that may have ensured he and Kashuu were never at the same level.]

Yeah, it was weird.

[To say the least.....

As far as kendo goes-- He's reluctant to talk about it even now, but he's at least somewhat accepted the fact that it's just going to be a recurring topic for as long as he's got to deal with real swords.]

Mm, no, I joined a dojo over here after I moved from Japan. Didn't really pick it back up when I moved there again later, either.

[Well maybe it's just as well they never had a match given the size difference.]

I was in my school club until high school but with college I quit competition and I just do it for myself. Someone tried to have me scouted for the national team then but apparently they didn't know I was a foreign national.

[Being stepped on by accident in a match doesn't sound like a good time but that's probably exactly what would happen to him, it's true.]

Oh... Huh. That's kinda funny. [The being scouted part... The fact that he quit piques his curiosity, but he hesitates to ask about it for just a second.]

Why'd you decide not to keep competing, though? Like, if it's something you wanna talk about.

It's fine.

[Kenta doesn't mind talking about that and he has done it enough that he can gloss over certain aspects of it.]

I got into a really competitive program in college and my parents wanted me to focus on that. And I have a job lined up that I knew wouldn't leave me time for matches anyway. So now I do it in my free time, for myself.

What dojo do you go to?

Edited 2017-07-24 00:12 (UTC)

Oh. [It's kind of funny, he thinks, how many people have to give up one thing to pursue another.]

It must be kinda nice still being able to do it though, yeah? Even if it's not competitive. [Maybe. He wouldn't know. As for that--]

Mm, my dojo is- [INSERT NAME HERE Kenta will probably recognize it as being prestigious within and outside of Recolle, though. Their instructor was one of a kind.] But I haven't really been active in years.

[Kenta actually looks impressed at the name of the dojo.]

That place is pretty famous. You must be good.

[He smiles wistfully at Kashuu's remark.]

I didn't get into it for the competitive aspect to start with. It was just part and parcel of being in the club and I'm good at it.

[There's just the most minute edge to his smile - barely visible before he turns his attention to one of the bigger displays. "I was" is on the tip of his tongue, but he barely knows Kenta. No reason to ruin a perfectly fine outing with depressing topics.]

Really? That's kinda funny. Most people I knew joined 'cause they totally liked kicking other people to the ground.

[HIS FRIENDS, A VIOLENT BUNCH.]

They probably wouldn't know what to do with someone like you.

Well, I'm not going to say I didn't enjoy winning. And I have a good range but I'm not as fast as some other athletes.

[Kenta is still reading descriptions and admiring the blades as they talk. Not all of them are from Japan but the ones that are hold more interest for him. And of course he tends to gravitate towards the longer ones.]

I bet Jirou has mentioned I'm good with a sword even though I keep telling him I've never even touched one.

Jirou says a lot of stuff.

[Whether it's true or not is debatable, but it's always entertaining and interesting, at least...]

But I guess that's not too surprising. I mean, no one really has any reason to be touching real swords in this day and age... No one here would be doing that either, if it weren't for Retrospec.

[He can't deny that at this point, it'd feel a little strange to be without his own blade, though.]

...They're kinda neat to look at, at least.

That he does.

[He nods at Kashuu's next words.]

They are interesting. And beautiful for most of them. The craftsmanship that went into them is admirable.

Have you ever seen one getting forged?

[He hasn't, in person, but he's been led on wild youtube goose chases and ended up watching a thing or two here and there. It is admirable, he's right about that.]

Only on TV, never for real. I suppose there are still some people with the skill of course, but some of these are real works of art.

[There's some movement that seems to signal that the museum is closing soon and people should head towards the exit.]

Do you think that will be enough for that... bingo square thing?

[He lingers for just a moment on the displays, before nodding and turning toward the exit.]

Mm, yeah, it should be fine. Thanks for coming with me. ...It was kinda neat to see these things up close like this.

[A little nostalgic, somehow.]

It was no imposition. Thank you for going along with it.

[Kenta probably would have been fine with some shopping or anything else, really, but this is more his thing.]

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