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Welcome to the dojo

Who: Kogarasumaru and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: At his new dojo on the Iskaulit
When: The rest of June

Broadcast

[The face of the pretty sword of the fleet comes on and he smiles pleasantly at the camera, bowing his head in a way that makes that wing-like hair sway like the flapping of wings.]

A good day to you all. After a welcome suggestion from one of the captains here, I have established a dojo aboard the Iskaulit. It is open and welcome for all but I do wish to mention that I will be offering lessons in swordsmanship here. Please feel free to come and use the space for your purposes.

[He tilts his head just a little.]

For those who have already asked for lessons, they are ready to begin. I look forward to seeing you.

[Another smile and he ends the transmission.]

Action - Dojo

[He has been rather pleased with his find here and has taken a number of days to make sure that the dojo is properly setup. Now it looks like a dojo one might find in Japan and he's even crafted some pieces of wood into practice blades which hang on the wall. Naturally there are a number of sizes since not everyone will be able to wield the same length of blade.

Today he is in a more simplistic outfit. A modified version of what his citadel attire looks like. Something he's put together after gathering some clothes from one of the systems. It will work well for teaching others to use a blade. And this is how one will find him when they walk into his dojo. Sometimes dancing as he waits, sometimes kneeling, sometimes practicing with one of the wooden swords for himself.

No matter how you find him, he will offer a smile in greeting. Welcome to the dojo...]

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[Manji isn't able to get all the way back up onto his feet, but he is at least ready to block the blow.

Or, at least, he would have been ready if he had both arms. He's up in time to block, but doesn't have the strength in the one arm to completely stop Kogarasumaru's strike. Perhaps if he wasn't at such an odd angle or had both arms, but it didn't matter.

Kogarasumaru's attack strikes true as Manji lets out a small grunt of pain. It might be wooden swords instead of steel, but it still hurt!

Even so, he still grins after being hit.] Heh, I guess that means you win this round.

[He smiles down at him from where he's still balanced before lightly jumping off. Landing delicately, he holds out his hand to offer to help him to his feet.]

You are a skilled fighter. I would be honored if you would spar with me more in the future. It seems that this lack of one arm is new for you. With more fights you could regain your balance and strength in the other arm.

[That's what he noticed anyway in this fight. Even if his offer is refused he is pleased to still have it extended all the same.]

[Manji shifts the wooden sword under his arm so he can take that offered hand. He jumps up onto his feet easily enough that he probably didn't need the help, but he appreciates the offer regardless.]

It's not the first time, but it is the longest. [As he forgets that's not something most people can say about losing an arm.] I suppose I won't be able to get that arm back anytime soon so it's probably not a bad idea, but I must admit, I'm not the dojo training type. Not my style anymore.

But you're pretty good. This dojo looks like it's going to be in good hands for any other students that might turn up here.

I would hardly call this a typical dojo training.

[He looks amused as he goes to replace his sword on the wall. Since he's currently not using it, he could at least have his hands free.]

You have my thanks though. It is always the desire of a sword to have their ability acknowledged by a strong warrior.

[Manji follows suit and puts his own borrowed weapon back. Did that guy just call himself a sword? No, he must have misheard.]

Yeah, well, I can admit when I've been beat. You're really fast on your feet. I could hardly keep up with 'ya. But next time will be different. [It's said with a grin. Yes, he wouldn't mind sparring again sometime.]

When I was created, I was made small so that my first own could better wield me. Being so small makes me very fast.

[He sure did say he was a sword, Manji. That wasn't a trick of the ear.]

It will be fun to see your own speed in prove as we spare together in times to come.

Wait... did you say created?

[His head tilts like he's mildly confused by the question.]

Yes. Swords are created.

You don't look like any sword I've ever used. [Manji gestures with his hand up and down as if to reference all of Kogarasumaru.]

I am a tsukumogami of a sword. This is the form that my master gave to me. However, I am still a sword.

[Easy to understand. Totally.]

What? Those things are real? [He really shouldn't be so surprised after some of the other people he's met among the fleet.] So-- do you cut people by touching them or somethin'?

The way my master summoned me was in this human form and able to wield my sword form for battle.

[A pause and then he holds up a hand with very long pointed nails. They honestly look more like claws.]

Though I could cut you with these.

I'm not interested in testing those out.

[Although that's still interesting. Manji is sort of wondering how one summons a personified sword.] What sword do you usually use in battle for him?

Myself. The sword Kogarasumaru which inspired the creation of all other swords from then on in Japan.

[He lowers his hand now.] I am the Father of all Swords.

Kogarasumaru? [Manji whistles to show that he's impressed.] That is an impressive blade. And you were really the first? [Still seems a bit hard to believe.]

The first sword? No, I would not make that claim. I am merely the sword that inspired katana as we know them now.

Well then I suppose I'm a fan of your work. [Big fan of the katana. Very good at stabbing.]

This one could hardly credit its own creation. However, I am pleased that you are such a fan of my children.

[He's very proud of them, after all.]

Your children? [He chuckles in amusement at the terminology.] They have proven useful in the past.

Of course. If I am the Father of Swords then they would be my precious children. [Makes sense, right?]

[Nope. Not that Manji cares.] Wait, does this mean my swords back home literally have souls? I've heard people talk about the soul of a sword, but I never took that literally.

If they are old enough. A tsukumogami is born after an object has lived for one hundred years.

That's good. I'm pretty sure none of my blades are that old yet. [He did steal most of them so he's not completely sure.]

If they were they perhaps would not be able to tell you. It was my master who gave me this form. I was only a sword for many, many years. [Just watching the world pass by.]

Do you remember much before being turned into a person-sword?

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