When you teach a sword about Christmas...

[sakeplz]

Who: The Sword House and Friends! (Basically if you know any of the swords or Gilbert then you were invited)
When: A little before Christmas~
Where: The Sword House! (Jirou's place of residence)
What: Jirou learned about Christmas and now he wants to share that information with everyone! So all friends of the swords and Gilbert are invited!
Rating: PG (BE GOOD EVERYONE THERE ARE CHILDREN. No not really. The swords are all older than you.)

After finding out about this Christmas thing Jiroutachi had made sure that he got straight to work on a party for it. His main motivation being that Christmas involved alcohol. This surprised no one but what was surprising was that he'd bothered to help the other with decorations and such to make the house look festive. So now there were decorations everywhere with warm food for guests and a variety of drinks as well.

For those willing to go outside, there was a lovely fire setup to allow people to enjoy the lovely gardens while still staying warm. Jirou had even made sure that there was warmed wine for people to drink! (Or hot chocolate. Though that had likely not been his idea.)

So now all friends were invited to come and celebrate with them! To join the wonder of this Christmas thing!

[ooc: Feel free to tag around with each other or even have private threads. If you have met Jiroutachi, Kousetsu, Shinano, Nakigitsune, or Gilbert Nightray then you are automatically invited. If you want to say you slipped in without an invite that's cool too. If you want to be a friend of a guest then the more the merrier. Just go spread around and have fun!]

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Jiroutachi | OTA

[sakeplz]

As the one who had had the idea of this in the first place, Jiroutachi was playing a good host. Which meant he was flitting about saying hello to everyone and offering drinks. Usually alcoholic. Mainly because he didn't really understand age limits and such given how there were a number of swords who looked like children but were older than him. Not to mention one sword that clearly looked younger than him but probably drank as much as he did.

Ah well!

So there was the beautiful oodachi with two cups of sake in hand, holding one out to the next person he happened to come across. "Sake?"

One could refuse it of course. He was more than happy to double fist his drinks.

[foxhands]

Naki was...not exactly mingling, at this party. Which was probably to be expected, though at least he seemed(???) happy enough, watching people from his position in the wallflower corner. All the warmth and company and decorations! It was honestly almost distracting. He looked up when Jirou spoke though, accepting the sake cup.

A short pause.

"Thank you."

(He's working on it.)

[sakeplz]

What a good little fox sword. He chuckled a bit then went to go wrap an arm around him. Which meant that the little sword got to be wrapped up by pretty kimono sleeves. But that wasn't anything too unusual. This was Jiroutachi and he just tended to be all over the place in general.

"Naki-chan, are you having fun? You're here by yourself! You should come spend some time with Jirou-san."

[foxhands]

Ooh snowflake sleeves. He looked down at the new pattern for a moment before focusing back on the man wearing them. He was having fun! Even if he was by himself! But, Naki being Naki, all he said was "Doing what?"

Were they gonna spend time drinking...should he try a sip of this sake....should he go on a search for inari sushi! Questions.

[sakeplz]

"A game! Though I'm not sure what game yet. Maybe we should see what there is."

He really should pay more attention to these things. Really he'd been so interested in the alcohol he'd just let everything else slip by him. Whoops! Not that anyone was surprised by this given Jiroutachi's very nature but was that really the point? No, no it wasn't.

"How does that sound?"

[foxhands]

The suggestion got a nod from Naki, followed by a tentative sip of his drink as he scanned the area for something that looked game-like. Hm, hm...

....Around this point his fox probably would have suggested a direction for them to look, or at the very least voiced out loud that nod...maybe eventually he'd get his carrier to start talking for him. Instead, another sip!

[sakeplz]

"Oh! That's a very good direction to look! And there's food and drink over there! Did you help Gi-chan make any of the food?"

Because if that was the case he wanted to make sure that he tried some of it. Or several of it. Really Jirou was likely to just keep on eating since snacks were always great to have when one was drunk. Which he always was.

[foxhands]

"I helped with cookies." Delicious sword cookies! And maybe a few awkwardly fox-shaped ones, because he's predictable. He looked up at Jirou again as he said this, pointing at a plate of said cookies over by the snacks. Were cookies a good side dish for drinking? They tasted good, at least.

"...Do you want one?"

[sakeplz]

Were they going to play a game? Apparently not anymore! Jirou was now distracted by cookies! He immediately went to go get one for himself, actually reaching for the fox shaped ones first. One for him and one for the smaller sword. "Waaaah! It's a foxy-chan!"

He looked so thrilled by that before he bit down and then wiggled about happily. "So good, Naki-chan!"

[foxhands]

Distractions ahoy! Tasty ones too, he'd tasted a few earlier. Naki accepted the fox cookie, bringing it up to his lips, though rather than eating it the smaller sword seemed - for the moment - to be more interested in Jirou's reaction to his own cookie. He liked the fox shape! He looked so happy! To be honest, Gilbert had done all the actual cooking; Naki had only made shapes...still, there was something nice about seeing someone enjoy something you'd kindasorta partly made yourself.

"I'm glad...you like it." as he finally (carefully) nibbled his fox.

[sakeplz]

"Naki-chan helped make it so of course I do!"

Really he was not the oldest of the swords here at all. Honestly he only looked older than the smaller swords because he was bigger than them. All the same this didn't stop him from wanting to take care of them and see that they were happy. His little Naki wasn't the most vocal but he could still communicate that something made him happy. In this case, compliments about his hard work!

"What else did you help make?"

[foxhands]

Nakigitsune was probably the oldest of the swords here right now, honestly...still, he was kind of enjoying being treated like this. Hugs and compliments and snacks! The tantou treatment. He didn't look up from his cookie this time, taking another tiny bite before answering Jirou's question.

"Inari sushi."

Of course.

[sakeplz]

Oh. Oh no. That was so...so cute.

Bursting out with some giggles, he wrapped his arms around Nakigitsune and pulled him close for a tight hug. Really how could this sword be this adorable? Just what was he going to do with him? "I want to try some of your inari sushi!"

[moreasleep]

He knew it was a mistake coming here; he knew it was a mistake staying here. Yet, the garden caught his attention and would not let go. Slowly, he walked along the greenery, observing the plants and, on occasion, gently running his gloved hand over it. When he heard someone coming, he quickly snapped his hand away and whirled around to face Jiroutachi.

Rory folded his arms and said curtly, "You know I don't drink that shit."

[sakeplz]

"Waaaah! I didn't recognize you from behind! You will want tea or hot chocolate then, right?"

And he actually downed the second cup in his hand before wandering off towards where all the drinks were inside. Somewhere along the way he even finished that second cup before coming back with tea and hot chocolate so that way Rory could pick which one he wanted.

"Here you go! No alcohol!"

Apologies for the delay!

[moreasleep]

"Wait—"

Yet Jiroutachi was already gone. Rory sighed, his breath misting in the cold air. Of course, he could not blame him; he never told his supposed 'friend' that he hated drinking and eating anything. When he came back, Rory stared down at both the cups as if they were poison. The steam coming from them looked inviting, yet he knew drinking either would be torture.

"No, thanks," he said brusquely said. "I'm not thirsty." He took another look at the hot chocolate; he could smell it from here. "Why don't you try putting some bourbon in there?"

That's okay! I was busy too!

[sakeplz]

He blinked at that. Not at being told no to his offer because he was rather used to that from him honestly. Instead he looked at the hot chocolate then back up at him. Bourbon was not an alcohol he'd tried yet. Though he likely did have a bottle in his collection.

"And that would taste good?"

[moreasleep]

Without missing a beat, he replied in a voice that dripped with sarcasm. "No, I said that because it'll taste like shit."

Rory shook his head before he gestured to the house.

"Try it. I'm sure you have some." And everything else remotely alcoholic, he thought.

Usually he would be more reserved about suggesting alcohol to an obvious alcoholic, but it was the holidays, or some version of it. This was about the only appropriate time to indulge. Besides, the more time Jiroutachi spent inside the house, the more time Rory could observe the garden without interruption.

[sakeplz]

"That'll take me away from you until I find it though..."

He hummed a bit then finally came to the perfect conclusion. Reaching into his sleeve, he pulled out a bottle. Opening it up, he poured a clear liquid into the cocoa then had a sip. "Mmmm! This will work just fine for now! See, I can spend some more time with you. How do you like our garden?"

...And once again, apologies. This should be the end of the havoc.

[moreasleep]

Rory looked at the liquid and he smelled the air, trying to detect what Jiroutachi put in there, vodka, perhaps?

He wrapped his arms around himself. His plan failed, which was not surprising in the least. Why Jiroutachi bothered at all was beyond him. The man must want something, perhaps more beer.

"It's alive," he replied guardedly. "More than I can say about others. Who keeps it?"

[sakeplz]

Sake actually. His go to favorite. As far as he was concerned, it could go with anything at all. Jirou was happy sipping at his drink now as he looked at the plants.

"Gi-chan. When I was looking for places I thought that being able to take care of a garden would make him happy." There was a fondness in his tone that spoke of his feelings for the other. That was definitely a person who had wormed his way into his heart.

"It is really pretty."

[moreasleep]

After a second, Rory identified the scent. It was not completely misguided; maybe if he adjusted the ratio and added something to balance out the two... Damn, he was thinking about his family again. There was no use in thinking up new concoctions when he could not give them anything this year.

"Gi-chan," he repeated, not familiar with this nickname. It took him a moment, and then it took even longer to digest fully the tone behind it. That screw-up and this idiot were...

Rory scoffed and he shook his head. "You two really are fucking stupid."

[sakeplz]

Jirou was having himself a drink so he didn't respond to that right away. When he did, it was just with a smile on his face.

"Why?"

He didn't even appear bothered over being called stupid. Nope! He was used to that honestly.

[moreasleep]

Somehow, that made things more aggravating. It was easier to get distance when there was a mutual dislike. Still, he carried on. He was, oddly, also used to this.

"Look around. Everyone's disappearing left and right. When they do, they forget everything here. Including love," he said that last word with disgust. "It's stupid to set yourself up on something that can be gone the next day."

[sakeplz]

"I was created to last into eternity and watch masters I care about perish as I lived on. I am a sword and used to this loss." He actually sounded serious for a moment, the smile on his face almost sad. "These moments may only be temporary and may be forgotten but they will still live on in some place and some time. That is enough for me."

He hummed softly then looked at his drink. "And I think it's nice to not be viewed as a sword by someone."