(He is, in fact, surprised! Not that it really shows much. It's very slight-- he tenses just the smallest bit, suddenly much more alert.
And he freezes, going completely still for a moment before reaching up to put his hands over them too? Now they're just both covering his eyes,)
Aah, Kitty-chan, what big paws you have!
(He lowers his hands but still doesn't turn around.)
You're different.
(Not like the ones they met earlier.)
And he freezes, going completely still for a moment before reaching up to put his hands over them too? Now they're just both covering his eyes,)
Aah, Kitty-chan, what big paws you have!
(He lowers his hands but still doesn't turn around.)
You're different.
(Not like the ones they met earlier.)
(He will stay right here. At least, for a while longer.)
Haha! Such a polite kitten.
(And he takes a step forward, pulling himself away from their hands and turning to face them. What's the height comparison here? Taller? Shorter? The same? Is Tsurumaru meeting them at "eye level" or does he need to look up/down.)
Shall we introduce ourselves?
(Who's first... who's move is it.)
Haha! Such a polite kitten.
(And he takes a step forward, pulling himself away from their hands and turning to face them. What's the height comparison here? Taller? Shorter? The same? Is Tsurumaru meeting them at "eye level" or does he need to look up/down.)
Shall we introduce ourselves?
(Who's first... who's move is it.)
(The introduction is easy and direct enough. It feels strange introducing himself without his sword by his side. Is it really an introduction if he isn't really here!? Instead of touching his sword like he usually would, he wonders what he should do instead.
Place?? A hand to his heart? Gross. He'll just settle for bowing his head,)
Tsurumaru Kuninaga. It looks like we'll be working together. Please, take care of me~
(You can never go wrong with a good old fashioned ~yoroshiku~.
Crossing his arms across his center. It's less of a defensive posture and more of a relaxed, confident one,)
You don't plan on making me fight with a kitchen knife, do you?
Place?? A hand to his heart? Gross. He'll just settle for bowing his head,)
Tsurumaru Kuninaga. It looks like we'll be working together. Please, take care of me~
(You can never go wrong with a good old fashioned ~yoroshiku~.
Crossing his arms across his center. It's less of a defensive posture and more of a relaxed, confident one,)
You don't plan on making me fight with a kitchen knife, do you?
(And then RNG has the absolute audacity of giving Tsurumaru the ocean option to get his things back. Thanks.)
I'll look forward to it.
(But yes, time to get to some business, ahem. He's going to reach into his handydandy bag and hold out his coin to Rameel,)
Celestial Watchers and Temporals, hm? Is there a reason you've divided us so secretly? (And he tilts his head to one side, watching Rameel-- or rather, watching their mask,) What else are we hiding?
I'll look forward to it.
(But yes, time to get to some business, ahem. He's going to reach into his handydandy bag and hold out his coin to Rameel,)
Celestial Watchers and Temporals, hm? Is there a reason you've divided us so secretly? (And he tilts his head to one side, watching Rameel-- or rather, watching their mask,) What else are we hiding?
(He will never rest. He will never forgive this. If Akira, KDJ, and YJH end up dead, 'twas Tsurumaru Kuninaga!!!
But oh. Hm. He crosses his arms and taps at his chin, thinking,)
If it was just to make us easier to manage, it wouldn't need to be a secret. (And he's quiet for just a moment as he considers something and then moves on,) Could it be for fun?
(Why else are there secret teams besides boring reasons, bad reasons, or fun reasons!!)
... Do you work for the ministry?
(Tilting his head and just now like, tapping the side of his face, next to his eye. He's signalling about the mask.)
Uwah. Am I in trouble?
(DID THE GOVERNMENT GET TIRED OF HIS PRANKS???)
But oh. Hm. He crosses his arms and taps at his chin, thinking,)
If it was just to make us easier to manage, it wouldn't need to be a secret. (And he's quiet for just a moment as he considers something and then moves on,) Could it be for fun?
(Why else are there secret teams besides boring reasons, bad reasons, or fun reasons!!)
... Do you work for the ministry?
(Tilting his head and just now like, tapping the side of his face, next to his eye. He's signalling about the mask.)
Uwah. Am I in trouble?
(DID THE GOVERNMENT GET TIRED OF HIS PRANKS???)
Ah, but I don't have anything and I was hoping to count on you!
(He has no ID? No passport? He just has his name. Can't believe Rameel is just going to let Tsuru get taken by the feds wow.)
Not answers, our things... do you have anything? Who is your boss? I want to talk.
(Turn on your location.)
(He has no ID? No passport? He just has his name. Can't believe Rameel is just going to let Tsuru get taken by the feds wow.)
Not answers, our things... do you have anything? Who is your boss? I want to talk.
(Turn on your location.)
(Look at him. Look! At! Him!)
I wouldn't trust anyone who didn't like cats. (Yeah.) That said...
(Voice trailing and a thought kept to himself. It would take more than liking a cat to earn one's trust. Well, some things can't be helped. For now.)
Have you been waiting since the adults left?
I wouldn't trust anyone who didn't like cats. (Yeah.) That said...
(Voice trailing and a thought kept to himself. It would take more than liking a cat to earn one's trust. Well, some things can't be helped. For now.)
Have you been waiting since the adults left?


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