[ after the disaster that was everything on that bus, yams is one of the people yin yu will be checking in with. he can't help it, the urge to look after a concerningly wayward disciple entirely too strong.
spotting him once things have settled, yams will be approached by a man in dark clothes, wearing a mask! how suspicious. he greets, quietly: ] Yasusada.
[HELLO MASKED FRIEND a puppy sword is coming to find you!! Well, kind of. The passing of the days hasn't escaped his notice, and like many others, he's a little bit on edge; he's tried to stay somewhat optimistic about this whole thing, but, y'know. As naive as he can be, sometimes, he isn't that dumb.
So he's... kinda-sorta patrolling? But when he sees Yin Yu, he'll wander over with a little wave.]
Hello, Yu-kun. [I guess he's just Yu-kun forever now] Is everything alright so far?
said no one ever. yin yu kicked into business mode almost the minute the garbled, unintelligible voices started to speak, and immediately went out to investigate anything he could as soon as the word was out. such investigations have come to with almost nothing, and the meager scrap of information he's managed to get so far was a (lol) dead end.
he spots yasusada leaving, and keeps it in the back of his mind. by the time he's finished investigating, he seeks yasusada out fairly quickly. that mixed feeling of disappointment and sadness, a twist of bitter anger to it... yin yu's gotten so good at bottling it down that he looks after others, instead, and so, while yasusada's still running off, he'll go seek him out, mask still on his face, but voice still recognizable. ]
[HE PROBABLY TRIED TO FIND YIN YU ON SATURDAY but anyway, here they are! Yasusada will try to find him again, presumably in the garden??? It's a nice place to be.]
Well. So much for Yasusada seeking out Yin Yu, like he'd planned--after that hotass mess of an execution, he's going back to his cabin for his sword, and then immediately heading out into the forest. He'll probably be out there most of the day; whenever Yin Yu finds him, he'll still be doing sword drills with a sharp-eyed look on his face, fully focused and deadly. He's a very different sight from the normally energetic, friendly person he is around camp--the only similarity is likely the ferocity of his strikes, all passion and offense. His arm is, obviously, still very much broken and in its sling, and his sword isn't really made for one-handed strikes, but that doesn't seem to matter to him right now.]
[ now that it's been a day or so, yin yu gets the chance to approach yasusada again. a day or so to meditate, to learn more about what's going on, and... he's feeling okay, but guy couldn't answer a question of his that he thinks maybe only yasusada will really be able to.
so. hello, yasusada!! whatever you're up to, here is a mask man, appearing from the shadows as he does, with his usual polite bow. it's not even particularly stiff. ]
[Well, after the votes come out, Yasusada's mainly sticking with Tsurumaru. It's an awful, complicated situation--and he hates it to his core.
But eventually, probably at night, he'll try and find Yin Yu. They had a lot of discussions during the trial today, and--well.
Yin Yu was nice enough not to leave him alone, when he had feelings he couldn't cope with. Even if that encounter helped change the course of their relationship, it's a kindness he didn't forget.]
Yu-kun?
[He's brought a bottle of tea, since I have no idea how he would heat any fresh tea up. He holds it out.]
[ after a few hours of just sort of dealing with all of those reveals, yin yu sets out to the portal for the first time. he's feeling antsy, in ways he hasn't in a while, and there's someone who he's fairly sure will need this more than he does.
...and, the last time they did this, yasusada needed it then, too. even if it ended the way it did; yin yu does not begrudge yasusada his emotions or his want to protect the person most important to him. things have started to feel a little more even between the two of them, anyway, and he's not sure how to begin addressing the knowledge they learned today with yasusada.
except...he kind of is, actually.
so. when he tracks down yasusada, he announces his presence with a little more noise than usual. it's hard not to - the wings on his back are huge and noisy, and it's harder to be quiet than he'd like. when he gets there, he waits until yasusada has noticed him before he speaks, with a bow of his head, brief, ]
Yasusada. Spar with me. [ it's not asking, this time, as he pulls out that same pink dagger from all those nights ago.]
[ okita-kun, again. he's learned a bit about yasusada's partner since they both arrived here, but this master of his is something of a mystery.
he takes a sip of his drink, thoughtfully regarding yasusada. ] ...What type of person is your master, Yasusada? If you wouldn't mind telling me about him.
[ this is opening pandora's box probably, but he is genuinely curious. ]
w0, at the camp
spotting him once things have settled, yams will be approached by a man in dark clothes, wearing a mask! how suspicious. he greets, quietly: ] Yasusada.
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w0 thursday
So he's... kinda-sorta patrolling? But when he sees Yin Yu, he'll wander over with a little wave.]
Hello, Yu-kun. [I guess he's just Yu-kun forever now] Is everything alright so far?
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week 0 post dead
said no one ever. yin yu kicked into business mode almost the minute the garbled, unintelligible voices started to speak, and immediately went out to investigate anything he could as soon as the word was out. such investigations have come to with almost nothing, and the meager scrap of information he's managed to get so far was a (lol) dead end.
he spots yasusada leaving, and keeps it in the back of his mind. by the time he's finished investigating, he seeks yasusada out fairly quickly. that mixed feeling of disappointment and sadness, a twist of bitter anger to it... yin yu's gotten so good at bottling it down that he looks after others, instead, and so, while yasusada's still running off, he'll go seek him out, mask still on his face, but voice still recognizable. ]
Yasusada.
[ whatcha up to, kiddo. ]
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w1 FRIDAY
But if Yin Yu wants him, he'll have to go to the shore of the lake in the morning, where Yasusada is sitting up and rubbing his eyes blearily
Predictably he's soaking wet, but there's also something black on his face?? what happened to him]
smooth
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w1 saturday
Yu-kun?
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w2 sunday
Yu-kun? Are you alright?
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w3 sunday
Well. So much for Yasusada seeking out Yin Yu, like he'd planned--after that hotass mess of an execution, he's going back to his cabin for his sword, and then immediately heading out into the forest. He'll probably be out there most of the day; whenever Yin Yu finds him, he'll still be doing sword drills with a sharp-eyed look on his face, fully focused and deadly. He's a very different sight from the normally energetic, friendly person he is around camp--the only similarity is likely the ferocity of his strikes, all passion and offense. His arm is, obviously, still very much broken and in its sling, and his sword isn't really made for one-handed strikes, but that doesn't seem to matter to him right now.]
THROWS MYSELF INTO YOUR ARMS sorry it has been a busy afternoon
NO WORRIES YAAAA
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w5 tu... tuesday morning ish?? idk fam
so. hello, yasusada!! whatever you're up to, here is a mask man, appearing from the shadows as he does, with his usual polite bow. it's not even particularly stiff. ]
...Yasusada. Can I have a moment of your time?
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w5 saturday... haha...
But eventually, probably at night, he'll try and find Yin Yu. They had a lot of discussions during the trial today, and--well.
Yin Yu was nice enough not to leave him alone, when he had feelings he couldn't cope with. Even if that encounter helped change the course of their relationship, it's a kindness he didn't forget.]
Yu-kun?
[He's brought a bottle of tea, since I have no idea how he would heat any fresh tea up. He holds it out.]
haha!
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w6, monday late evening
...and, the last time they did this, yasusada needed it then, too. even if it ended the way it did; yin yu does not begrudge yasusada his emotions or his want to protect the person most important to him. things have started to feel a little more even between the two of them, anyway, and he's not sure how to begin addressing the knowledge they learned today with yasusada.
except...he kind of is, actually.
so. when he tracks down yasusada, he announces his presence with a little more noise than usual. it's hard not to - the wings on his back are huge and noisy, and it's harder to be quiet than he'd like. when he gets there, he waits until yasusada has noticed him before he speaks, with a bow of his head, brief, ]
Yasusada. Spar with me. [ it's not asking, this time, as he pulls out that same pink dagger from all those nights ago.]
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w6 graveyard overflow... okitakun!
he takes a sip of his drink, thoughtfully regarding yasusada. ] ...What type of person is your master, Yasusada? If you wouldn't mind telling me about him.
[ this is opening pandora's box probably, but he is genuinely curious. ]
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