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[torankusu]

Who: Trunks and people (maybe you)
Where: Various places
When: middle of the month up until the player plot
Format: [ like this ]
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Summary: smol Trunks doing some things with people. some closed prompts with an open prompt.


( GOTEN; trees and thangs )
[ A little ways out of the city and from everyone really, Trunks climbs his way up the tallest tree that he can find and makes his way pretty much right to the top. It's once he's found a rather sturdy branch that he throws his blanket over it and takes a seat across it, looking down to see how far Goten is from him since Trunks went up ahead first to make sure there weren't any monsters or anything that would cause them problems. ]

Hey, Goten! What's taking you so long?

[ Sheesh, talk about a slowpoke. He better not have found that nest of baby birds on the way up. ]



( ROKUROU; swords and thangs )
[ On the day that he and Rokurou are to meet for lunch and sword shopping, Trunks comes to gently touch down on the ground after flying his way over to their meeting location in Shaarnath, his backpack slung over his shoulder and a rather determined look on his face. Well, there's also a smile, because he's been looking forward to this but the name of this game is to find himself THE PERFECT SWORD and Rokurou has offered to help. Or was picked to help whether he wanted to or not. Kids or something.

Either way, when Trunks spots the other, he makes his way over and, reaching out, tugs on his pant leg much like he had done back when they did their sword training. ]

Hey, I brought water in case we get thirsty since it can be hot around here.

[ It's good to plan ahead after all. ]


( ZARKON; hunting and thangs )
[ This Herodotus creature sure sounds like it might be a bit of a challenge and what is it that Saiyans adore? A good fight and a good challenge, so of course Trunks signs himself up for this. Unfortunately one needs a partner for this but, so long as his partner can handle himself? He doesn't mind and it shows in the way he approaches Zarkon, coming to stand beside him. ]

You ready then? [ Tilting his head. ] You gonna take one of those flying bikes?

[ Since, well, Trunks doesn't need that or an airship. ]



( OPEN; just thangs )
[ Pretty much up until the player plot kicks into high gear, Trunks will be found around the market looking in various windows of shops, handing out more THE KNIGHTS OF THRAS posters, feeding animals under a bridge, even having lunch by himself on a bench with his papers and sword set aside. Feel free to bump into him wherever you'd like, if you'd like, he's a good kid who's just puttering around town. ]

Comments

[rokubro]

[He hopes Trunks doesn't think it's like a real magic spell. But—oh well. It's one of those things you do for kids.]

Just remember to believe in yourself and in your sword, otherwise it won't work.

[There, safety net.]

Now I hope this doesn't become a curse since, you know. Daemon and all.

[Joking of course. ...Hopefully.]

[torankusu]

[ ... ]

You mean I might become a daemon, too?

[ ...!!! ]

Wow, I'd be like your apprentice then, right?

[rokubro]

I'm pretty sure that's not how it works... More importantly, should you really be that excited about it?

[Trunks why. He is the worst role model.]

[torankusu]

[ No way. He seems pretty cool! for now.

Trunks, naturally, just laughs a little. ]

I'm just kidding, I know that's not how it works, sheesh.

[ But he still looks happy to have his sword. ]

Thanks, Rokurou. You're the best.

[rokubro]

[There's just a very light smile.]

No problem. [He definitely doesn't really deserve it, but he won't say anything.

Plus, his swords have arrived, and after taking a brief once over and a few test swings, whatever thoughts he may have had are completely gone. Not even the added expense (jeez Trunks, just had to choose the expensive one, huh) can bring him down so once he's done he is definitely one happy daemon.]

So, ready for some lunch?

[torankusu]

[ Did someone say one of the magic words?? ]

Yeah! Let's go!

[ And, with food now being next on the list, Trunks carefully slides his sword into its sheath and buckles the thing across his chest, sword resting against his back. It's a little big on him considering he's, you know, 8 and all, but it's not about to trip him up or anything as he goes.

...which is good considering he's already running out of the place (while throwing a THANKS MISTER!! to the swordsmith) and back out onto the streets, proud to be wearing his sword strapped to his back; now he's a REAL knight. ]

Which way do we go?

[rokubro]

[He'll grow into the sword soon enough. Maybe. Eat meat and drink milk! In any case, Rokurou follows in his usual more leisurely pace, watching Trunks amused.]

Depends on what you feel like having. Got anything in mind?

[torankusu]

As long as there's a lot.

[ And he pats at his belly with both hands. ]

I can eat a lot, so you better watch out.

[ Will Rokurou come to learn the horrors that is the neverending Saiyan appetite?? Tbd... ]

What do you like to eat though? Do daemons have special food or something?

[rokubro]

You're deliberately trying to make me broke, aren't you? [Just a wry look before he just decides to pick a direction and go down it.

Does he have an actual place in mind? Or will they just find some place along the way? Time will tell.]

As for daemons and eating...it can vary depending the kind you are. [Ah ha ha therions.] But for me, I don't really need to eat to survive, but it does help keep my strength and energy up. So I just eat the same usual food like everyone else. I'm not too picky, but I'm partial to stir fry and sweets myself.

[torankusu]

[ Well you see, Rokurou, that's because you're just cool.

But Trunks follows along, smiling as he goes because, look out everyone, here comes one of the Knights of Thras with a friend of the Knights. ]

I like those things, too. Let's get that!

[ To which Trunks gives Rokurou's hand a gentle tug with his own. ]

[rokubro]

[OH MY GOD WHAT LOL

He just laughs at the tug before there's more of a cheeky grin as he looks down at him.]

I think I might know a place, then. But it's going to be through some busy streets—need me to hold your hand?

[torankusu]

[ Giving the daemon A LOOK for such a suggestion, he comes to hop himself into the air and floats up then, turning around so that he's facing Rokurou, hands folded against his chest as he does so. ]

If anything, you're the one who needs to hold my hand so I can carry you over these busy streets.

[ So there. ]

[rokubro]

[PFT. ...Wait, no he's had that whole flying experience before, he kind of likes being on the ground.

But he just chuckles as he continues to walk forward.]

I think I'll stick to the ground, thanks.

[torankusu]

[ HMPF. ]

Suit yourself.

[ To which Trunks grins a little and floats his way after Rokurou, making sure to keep relatively close. ]

Hey, Rokurou. [ Coming up beside him. ] Even though you're a daemon, are you scared of anything?

[rokubro]

[More questions, huh? ...Hm.]

Of course. Even daemons have things they're afraid of—sometimes that's why they're a daemon to begin with.

[torankusu]

[ Friends are curious about each other, Rokurou. That's just how it is. ]

Well, what are you afraid of then?

[rokubro]

[Or they're just nosy little kids.]

I used to be afraid of losing a fight, but now all I fear is running away from one I can't win.

[Not the most traditional fear.]

[torankusu]

[ Curious child is curious. ]

But isn't that good because then you'll live?

[rokubro]

Maybe for another person, but not for a swordsman, and especially for me as I am now. I'd rather die in a good fight after giving it my all than run away because I was afraid of losing.

Of course, there's a difference between rushing in recklessly and avoiding a fight you need to face. The one I'm talking about is the latter.

[torankusu]

Well... yeah! Don't be stupid! I don't want you to die!

[ Trunks HUFFS at such a thought and floats ahead a little so that he can float backwards then as he looks to Rokurou with those crossed arms. ]

I'll protect you if it comes down to it, ok?

[ hahahahahahahahahahaha ]

[rokubro]

[...HAHAHAHAHA INDEED...

There's just a small look of amusement.]

That so, huh? What if I'm the one you have fight, though?

[He has his usual grin, like he's joking around, but...




This isn't foreshadow at all.]

[torankusu]

[ That seems to genuinely concern Trunks and he stops then mid-air. ]

But why? We're friends.

[ And so, he holds his hand out, wiggling his pinky finger. ]

Promise me right now that we'll stay friends.

[rokubro]

[.....Uh oh. Here's a tricky thing.]

Even friends fight each other, you know. From petty arguments, to needing to save the other one from doing something stupid. But even after all that, they can still be friends—if they want to be.

[He looks at Trunks, raising his pinky but not yet taking his. He almost seems to be studying him, and he knows this is probably much for a young kid, but...well.]

So if we ever fought in the future for whatever reason, still think we could be friends?

[torankusu]

[ Taking a moment to listen to Rokurou's words before he comes to smile. ]

Yeah, Goten and I fight sometimes but we're still best friends

[ A beat. ]

But if you ever get into serious trouble, I'll be there, ok?

[ And he reaches out to take Rokurou's pinky finger with his own. ]

[rokubro]

[There's just a soft little hum from his throat as he lets Trunks take it before giving it a tug, smiling like usual.]

I'll be counting on it.

[In more ways than one.

He feels a little bad not being able to be honest with Trunks, but in a way, this is exactly what he wants—for not only Trunks, but everyone else to fight them. Fight them to stop Velvet from succeeding and even more, fight them so that the Arehtei don't get her instead. When that time comes, he doubts Trunks will understand his own involvement or why he's there to help Velvet, but this was the best he could do as a way of "warning," to not be completely dishonest.

Even if he's still being dishonest.]