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un: Tsurumaru
( Arms crossed and hands tucked into his sleeve, Tsurumaru smiles casually as he speaks. )
I'm looking for someone with experience repairing swords.
( Yes, it's important to get right to the point. No one has time for long winded introductions and explanations! But he supposes an explanation is still needed here so he sighs, running a hand through his hair, pushing back his bangs and scowling just a little, )
I visited a local smith and they were too rough. It felt more like a punishment than care… ( Really! It makes him shudder just thinking about it and he touches a thin scratch on his cheek, ) Eugh. My face still hurts…
( If the smith was going to handle his true form like that, they might as well have just slapped this human body across the face. )
It's a delicate blade and this is a… ( Hm, he doesn't want to have to explain everything right from the get go so he tries to find the right word, ) personal request.

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Tsurumaru… is a sword? Her eyes move toward the sword in question as he unsheathes it – it really is a beautiful blade. If she had to compare it to anything… a Wo Dao? But even then, it’s nothing like those Marianne has seen. It’s made with obvious skill and craftsmanship that even Marianne, who can only claim a passing expertise in swords, can recognize. More importantly, her eyes zero in on the scratch, and the realization flashes across her face.]
A tsukumogami… [Marianne says the word slowly so as not to stumble over it, taking this revelation in and letting it absorb in her mind. It makes sense why her magic couldn’t have helped them, if Tsurumaru is a sword spirit…] That’s why you were asking on the Compass earlier – for someone who’s familiar with swords… And that’s what you meant by not being able to eat…
[and by ‘carrying myself in battle’. Marianne pauses for a moment, thinking back on the few occasions she's spoken to Tsurumaru, but mostly one thing stands out to her now as she looks at him and nods.]
Thank you, Tsurumaru, for telling me.
[for all of tsurumaru's love for surprises, the fact that he was willing to give her the answer instead of keeping it to himself... She’s grateful!!]
I wish I knew more about how to repair swords for your sake... but I'll at least try to find someone who can help you, if you like.
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Yes, that's what he meant when he was looking for someone familiar with swords and why he couldn't eat for so long.
Because he's a casual spirit, he reaches out to pat her on the head. He's an old man! Everyone is a child to him. )
You have a skill greater than any smith. ( Being able to fix a person is a much greater skill than being able to repair a blade, at least, that's what he thinks. ) I'll accept your help, Marianne.
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Tsurumaru: 10
Marianne: 0!!!!
look not many people are so familiar!! especially in a family kind of way... she did get to hold hands with a few people, but this is something like her father might do for her... anyway she feels very SOFT. and also flustered of course... and surprised... is it fun to see Marianne like this when it's so easy to surprise her!!]
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I'll... I'll do my best!
[She was definitely going to help before, but now?? NOW??? SHE'S READY!! She will Find A Great Smith for Tsurumaru!!!]
And um, I'll learn how to take care of my weapons better too...!
[maybe she should learn how to do blacksmithing... or at least how to repair minor damage from swords!!! YEAH!! SHE'LL DO IT FOR TSURUMARU, HER SWORD SPIRIT COMRADE!!]
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... And he can't really let that show! So instead, he stretches and rises to his feet, going over to her desk and beginning to re-arrange some of her things. It isn't much-- just vaguely separating some of the feathers from the bones and clearing away some of the extra clutter. She has exactly one (1) semi-clean corner on her desk now. )
It's really just common sense. ( A vague comment, ) A sword that is cared for is a sword in good condition-- sharper and less likely to break. If you put some effort into it, then it'll pay off.
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[She's not used to putting in effort... And she's also not used to having it pay off, but it's fine. She can try this time! She looks on, a little curious when Tsurumaru starts rearranging, then she stands up and approaches when she realizes -- ]
Oh, you don't have to tidy up, Tsurumaru! I can do it --
[Marianne says, sweeping a hand across the table in an attempt to get at the other corner of the desk but she
ends up just making a mess of that semi-clean corner Tsurumaru just nicely cleaned for her........... oops]
...S-sorry! Um, let me --
[Marianne hurriedly sweeps her hand back and makes the resulting mess even bigger..... hm, perhaps this is a power move of her own!!!]
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Look at him, Marianne. LOOK AT HIM. Do you see this face? Do you see his eyes? Keep looking at them because he's definitely not going to break his eye contact with her. He doesn't say anything... but really, his face is enough to let her know to not move while he's looking at her.
And he vaguely starts to clear things around a little more. It involves working off of touch instead of sight so it isn't as neat as the first time but he can more or less figure it out based on what he saw before he had to KEEP HIS EYES ON HER. )
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S-sorry, Tsurumaru... I'm not very good at tidying up...
[as he PROBABLY SAW!!! Still...]
You're really skilled though! It's impressive...
[that he's cleaning everything without even using his EYES!!]
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( It's just general advice! He hates messes and prefers for things to be clean and organized. OH, but he didn't come her eto scold her so he sighs and touches his cheek, )
Thank you, Marianne.
( And he'll leave her alone! He has a sword to fix. )