1 Family Gathering [Private | Training] Mon Mar 05, 2018 5:12 pm
Chigetsu Hōzuki
Dead
The plush of the cushion would be comfortable under his butt. He would wiggle into it a bit, testing the softness. After deciding it passed all his tests, Chigetsu would fluff it a few times while still seated on it before he was completely satisfied. It was one of the few pillows that he had in his rather austere apartment. There wasn't much comfort present throughout his living space whatsoever, outside of his mediocre single bed either. It shouldn't have been completely unexpected though, given his position. The ocean-dwelling commune that Chigetsu was raised on taught him to live a lifestyle rejecting pleasures and living closer to nature, and even as he moved away from these philosophies they would influence him. With the exception of several house plants that he kept in on a stool besides a window, there was not much of anything of note that he owned. That would be from the perspective of outsiders though. From Chigetsu's perspective he simply had everything he desired. There was no need for unnecessary things only existed to look appealing. Things like curtains, table cloths, and furniture were considered unnecessary. Well, not furniture. The reality of the situation was that taking missions as a genin wasn't exactly a job that paid Chigetsu well. He just didn't have the funds to purchase things that were unnecessary, even if he wanted to. He was lucky on most days if he could afford heating and electricity. Water was absolutely a must, and the bill honestly consumed most of his pay. With how uncomfortable Chigetsu's bed was he had a habit of sleeping in his bathtub. That combined with the constant showering and excessive amount of water he consumed led the unfortunately high bill. It was worth it though. He refused to compromise from a lifestyle of excessive water use, feeling incredibly justified by his Hozuki heritage. It just felt natural and doing without it would be horrible. He needed the water.
In front of the Hozuki boy would be a variety of weapons, all placed out over a small brown towel. On this towel were all of his most prized possessions, organized very finely beside each other. On the cloth taking up the most space, and thus being of the greatest importance, was a single kunai. The blade was pointed downwards, faced towards where Chigetsu had seated himself. The kunai was Chigetsu's clear favorite out of all the items laid out on the towel. It was placed closest to him, and great care was taken in order to align the point of the tip directly towards the center of his own body. The blade held a pleasant and sharp shine as well, clearly being well taken care of. It shined in comparison to what was beside it. Three shuriken were placed around the kunai, with one to its left, right, and above it. The distribution of these three shuriken also emphasized the importance of the kunai, which was placed directly in the center. Each shuriken would be aligned perfectly with each other, neatly arranged. Off to the side of this arrangement of weapons was Chigetsu's metal forehead protector. The symbol for Kirigakure no Sato was carved into the metal, signifying Chigetsu's allegiance to his home. This represented the full extent of Chigetsu's current armory. It wasn't much at all, consisting entirely out of what was gifted to him for passing the academy. It wasn't much at all, but it was his. This collection of weaponry and his forehead protector were all that truly mattered to him, and it was why he carried them around at all times. They were his family, his friends, and his only true companions. Chigetsu smiled fondly down at them from his cushion. He had arranged this family meeting on short notice. The fact that he was currently shirtless should be enough evidence for all to see that. This was all prepared after his most recent shower. It was why Chigetsu wasn't wearing a shirt. Or any pants. He would be sitting in his boxer shorts on the cushion, his body still somewhat damp. The dampness applied to the towel he had placed the weapons on as well. The entire situation was clearly ad hoc, but it was good enough for Chigetsu. The weaponry didn't seem to be complaining either. Well, not yet.
"Is there any reason for this ritual?" There. It was beginning already. Chigetsu should have been prepared for it. "I struggle to see why you would need to meet us like this, especially at such a short notice. Couldn't you have at least put some clothing on, Chigetsu?" His kunai was always quick with the sass. He would huff in response, puffing his cheeks out a little bit as he stared down at it. Speak of the devil, and the devil will begin questioning your fashion sense. "Can't we just have a nice and casual get together? One where we all can have fun and hang out?" "No." "No." "No." "No." Four voices immediately rang up to him in unison. Chi would flinch back at it, huffing a bit further now. "Why not? We're all family. Can't we get along?" There would be silence for a moment, enough to make Chigetsu want to flinch again. "Whether or not we get along has no relevance to the state of this meeting. The content of what is to be discussed should be brought to our attention quickly and succinctly. There must be a reason for you doing this. So why don't you tell us quickly?" "If you brought us all together for it, it must be important too. I won't look kindly on you wasting our time." "Wasting your time? What would you be doing instead?" Chigetsu would huff a little bit. "You're stuck with me. There's nothing else that you can do without me." "I was in the middle of a very peaceful activity that consisted of not speaking to annoying little brats." "… Don't you think that one was a bit harsh?" "There's no reason to bicker further. Let's start." "He has a point though about us not being able to do anything else. Should we really care if he takes him time?" "Of course we should! A swordsman needs to respect of his weaponry. If he doesn't have our respect Chigetsu has no right to wield use in battle." "Do we really have a choice?" "Like I said, there's no reason to fight. It's just wasting time." "Wasting time? What else would we be doing?"
Chigetsu cleared his throat, attempting to draw the attention of his assorted weaponry. His kunai was usually nice enough, but the shuriken could get excessive with how much they mouthed off at him. Chigetsu suspected it was the difference between a weapon that stayed close to its wielder compared to one meant to be thrown at a distance, but with his small sample size he really just had no idea. That would be something he had to figure out though. "I have an announcement to make." Chigetsu quickly announced, attempting to speak his mind before he would be distracted again. "Yes. We know this. That's why you brought us here." "There's nothing wrong with being formal. "… Yeah! I just wanted to be a bit formal about it." Chigetsu would cross his arms over his bare chest, glaring down at that one shuriken who seemed unreasonably upset with the situation. He would have to keep an eye on that one. "… What I wanted to say before I was so rudely interrupted...." He would stick his tongue down at his shuriken. "… was that we need to consider adding new members to our little family." After letting that loose Chigetsu would pause, allowing the chance for all of his friends to respond. "… Is that all? Of course, a weapon master would need to collect more weapons." "Waste of time. I told you." "No! That's not all." He would be quick to interject. "I don't mean that just typically though. I mean lots more. More of everything. Even more shuriken and kunai. I was thinking though, when I started to get so many of the same kind of weapon, it would be hard to tell you all apart! It's already pretty hard to tell the shuriken apart, so I -" "He admits to it! See? I told you he always favored the kunai!" The three shuriken would immediately erupt into angry chattering, cutting him off with their own bickering. "N-No! I didn't mean it like that! I love you all equally!" "Then why do you always carry the kunai around with you, and keep us in your pouch?" "Because the kunai has a handle that makes it easy to hold!" "Yes. It's simply that I am more practical to use than shuriken." "Oh, 'I'm just more practical!' Yeah right! What a total load of -" "Come on! Let's not fight!" Chigetsu would have his arms up to cover his eyes now, frustration evident on his face. "What I wanted to say was that I'm going to need to start marking you all and giving you direct names so I can tell you apart... It'll make it so much easier. Wouldn't you all like having names too? It'd be better than just calling you shuriken and kunai. I wouldn't confuse you all anymore either..." "Names are for humans. A weapon is a nameless tool who completes a task. You're foolishly humanizing us, when you instead should focus on weaponizing yourself." "I have to agree. The use of names for weaponry seems pointless. You should focus on reaching a state where you may be able to abandon your own name as well." "Abandon my own name?" Chigetsu would repeat, flabbergasted by the suggestion. "I guess it would make sense, but... If I don't have a name how will people know who I am?" "The only one you should be concern with knowing you is your master. They should know you inside and out, up and down, enough so that there would never be any confusion." "The sort of familiarity that you apparently lack with us. The fact that you can't tell your three shuriken apart just shows what a failure of a weapon master you are." "Unfortunately, I have to agree again. Not being able to tell the shuriken apart is a weakness of yours. Trying to compensate that weakness with names would be a corruption of what it means to be a weapon." "Abandoning my own name...?" Chigetsu would huff again at the idea. "If I would do that, it would have to be with somebody who already knew me like that. In that incredibly personal and absolute way... I don't have anybody like that right now." He would shrug his shoulders a little bit, hunching as he sat now. The idea of getting rid of his name was beginning to be a little bit of a bummer. He really liked his name! It ran off the tongue in a nice way - Chigetsu Hozuki~ It just sounded good. Plus, that was him, wasn't it? What was he other than his name? "It's something you'll have to do eventually if you wish to become like us." "I... Okay. I can't promise that I'll do it right away, but I'll try to eventually work towards that goal..." Chigetsu would turn his eyes downwards, staring with a frown at the ground now. "There's no reason to fret. Nobody would expect you to have all the skills of a master at such a young age. There are still many years of training you have before you will be able to have a complete control and understanding over what it takes to be a weapon master."
The male would sigh. His body was nearly dry now, the entire conversation taking place in the open sunlight streaming in through the open window. He would turn now, staring towards the light. The plants he kept were mostly in the way, and most of the light would be absorbed by them before passing on to him. "It's such a beautiful day out, isn't it?" "How are we supposed to know?"
Chigetsu broke out into giggles.
[WC: 2088]
In front of the Hozuki boy would be a variety of weapons, all placed out over a small brown towel. On this towel were all of his most prized possessions, organized very finely beside each other. On the cloth taking up the most space, and thus being of the greatest importance, was a single kunai. The blade was pointed downwards, faced towards where Chigetsu had seated himself. The kunai was Chigetsu's clear favorite out of all the items laid out on the towel. It was placed closest to him, and great care was taken in order to align the point of the tip directly towards the center of his own body. The blade held a pleasant and sharp shine as well, clearly being well taken care of. It shined in comparison to what was beside it. Three shuriken were placed around the kunai, with one to its left, right, and above it. The distribution of these three shuriken also emphasized the importance of the kunai, which was placed directly in the center. Each shuriken would be aligned perfectly with each other, neatly arranged. Off to the side of this arrangement of weapons was Chigetsu's metal forehead protector. The symbol for Kirigakure no Sato was carved into the metal, signifying Chigetsu's allegiance to his home. This represented the full extent of Chigetsu's current armory. It wasn't much at all, consisting entirely out of what was gifted to him for passing the academy. It wasn't much at all, but it was his. This collection of weaponry and his forehead protector were all that truly mattered to him, and it was why he carried them around at all times. They were his family, his friends, and his only true companions. Chigetsu smiled fondly down at them from his cushion. He had arranged this family meeting on short notice. The fact that he was currently shirtless should be enough evidence for all to see that. This was all prepared after his most recent shower. It was why Chigetsu wasn't wearing a shirt. Or any pants. He would be sitting in his boxer shorts on the cushion, his body still somewhat damp. The dampness applied to the towel he had placed the weapons on as well. The entire situation was clearly ad hoc, but it was good enough for Chigetsu. The weaponry didn't seem to be complaining either. Well, not yet.
"Is there any reason for this ritual?" There. It was beginning already. Chigetsu should have been prepared for it. "I struggle to see why you would need to meet us like this, especially at such a short notice. Couldn't you have at least put some clothing on, Chigetsu?" His kunai was always quick with the sass. He would huff in response, puffing his cheeks out a little bit as he stared down at it. Speak of the devil, and the devil will begin questioning your fashion sense. "Can't we just have a nice and casual get together? One where we all can have fun and hang out?" "No." "No." "No." "No." Four voices immediately rang up to him in unison. Chi would flinch back at it, huffing a bit further now. "Why not? We're all family. Can't we get along?" There would be silence for a moment, enough to make Chigetsu want to flinch again. "Whether or not we get along has no relevance to the state of this meeting. The content of what is to be discussed should be brought to our attention quickly and succinctly. There must be a reason for you doing this. So why don't you tell us quickly?" "If you brought us all together for it, it must be important too. I won't look kindly on you wasting our time." "Wasting your time? What would you be doing instead?" Chigetsu would huff a little bit. "You're stuck with me. There's nothing else that you can do without me." "I was in the middle of a very peaceful activity that consisted of not speaking to annoying little brats." "… Don't you think that one was a bit harsh?" "There's no reason to bicker further. Let's start." "He has a point though about us not being able to do anything else. Should we really care if he takes him time?" "Of course we should! A swordsman needs to respect of his weaponry. If he doesn't have our respect Chigetsu has no right to wield use in battle." "Do we really have a choice?" "Like I said, there's no reason to fight. It's just wasting time." "Wasting time? What else would we be doing?"
Chigetsu cleared his throat, attempting to draw the attention of his assorted weaponry. His kunai was usually nice enough, but the shuriken could get excessive with how much they mouthed off at him. Chigetsu suspected it was the difference between a weapon that stayed close to its wielder compared to one meant to be thrown at a distance, but with his small sample size he really just had no idea. That would be something he had to figure out though. "I have an announcement to make." Chigetsu quickly announced, attempting to speak his mind before he would be distracted again. "Yes. We know this. That's why you brought us here." "There's nothing wrong with being formal. "… Yeah! I just wanted to be a bit formal about it." Chigetsu would cross his arms over his bare chest, glaring down at that one shuriken who seemed unreasonably upset with the situation. He would have to keep an eye on that one. "… What I wanted to say before I was so rudely interrupted...." He would stick his tongue down at his shuriken. "… was that we need to consider adding new members to our little family." After letting that loose Chigetsu would pause, allowing the chance for all of his friends to respond. "… Is that all? Of course, a weapon master would need to collect more weapons." "Waste of time. I told you." "No! That's not all." He would be quick to interject. "I don't mean that just typically though. I mean lots more. More of everything. Even more shuriken and kunai. I was thinking though, when I started to get so many of the same kind of weapon, it would be hard to tell you all apart! It's already pretty hard to tell the shuriken apart, so I -" "He admits to it! See? I told you he always favored the kunai!" The three shuriken would immediately erupt into angry chattering, cutting him off with their own bickering. "N-No! I didn't mean it like that! I love you all equally!" "Then why do you always carry the kunai around with you, and keep us in your pouch?" "Because the kunai has a handle that makes it easy to hold!" "Yes. It's simply that I am more practical to use than shuriken." "Oh, 'I'm just more practical!' Yeah right! What a total load of -" "Come on! Let's not fight!" Chigetsu would have his arms up to cover his eyes now, frustration evident on his face. "What I wanted to say was that I'm going to need to start marking you all and giving you direct names so I can tell you apart... It'll make it so much easier. Wouldn't you all like having names too? It'd be better than just calling you shuriken and kunai. I wouldn't confuse you all anymore either..." "Names are for humans. A weapon is a nameless tool who completes a task. You're foolishly humanizing us, when you instead should focus on weaponizing yourself." "I have to agree. The use of names for weaponry seems pointless. You should focus on reaching a state where you may be able to abandon your own name as well." "Abandon my own name?" Chigetsu would repeat, flabbergasted by the suggestion. "I guess it would make sense, but... If I don't have a name how will people know who I am?" "The only one you should be concern with knowing you is your master. They should know you inside and out, up and down, enough so that there would never be any confusion." "The sort of familiarity that you apparently lack with us. The fact that you can't tell your three shuriken apart just shows what a failure of a weapon master you are." "Unfortunately, I have to agree again. Not being able to tell the shuriken apart is a weakness of yours. Trying to compensate that weakness with names would be a corruption of what it means to be a weapon." "Abandoning my own name...?" Chigetsu would huff again at the idea. "If I would do that, it would have to be with somebody who already knew me like that. In that incredibly personal and absolute way... I don't have anybody like that right now." He would shrug his shoulders a little bit, hunching as he sat now. The idea of getting rid of his name was beginning to be a little bit of a bummer. He really liked his name! It ran off the tongue in a nice way - Chigetsu Hozuki~ It just sounded good. Plus, that was him, wasn't it? What was he other than his name? "It's something you'll have to do eventually if you wish to become like us." "I... Okay. I can't promise that I'll do it right away, but I'll try to eventually work towards that goal..." Chigetsu would turn his eyes downwards, staring with a frown at the ground now. "There's no reason to fret. Nobody would expect you to have all the skills of a master at such a young age. There are still many years of training you have before you will be able to have a complete control and understanding over what it takes to be a weapon master."
The male would sigh. His body was nearly dry now, the entire conversation taking place in the open sunlight streaming in through the open window. He would turn now, staring towards the light. The plants he kept were mostly in the way, and most of the light would be absorbed by them before passing on to him. "It's such a beautiful day out, isn't it?" "How are we supposed to know?"
Chigetsu broke out into giggles.
[WC: 2088]