There's a rumble, and a roar, and the earth shakes—
—but there's no now-familiar clap of thunder, or the bone-bright spark of lightning. Rather, it's a boisterous laugh and a gleam of too-sharp canines in a mouth full of teeth; with his face slick with rain and his grin spreading his face in two, it isn't difficult to mistake the naginata for an oni freshly deposited from heavy stormclouds.
What betrays his fearsome image, ultimately, is his joviality. Shaking water from his eyes (like a big dog, really), he ducks under the awning next to Tonbokiri and greets his fellow touken danshi with a surprisingly reverent tip of his head.
"Gahahaha! Powerful as we are, we're still helpless against a bit of rain!"
His smile widens as he flicks his gaze downwards at Tonbokiri. Quite possibly the only sword in Honmaru who can manage this particular feat.
rain.
—but there's no now-familiar clap of thunder, or the bone-bright spark of lightning. Rather, it's a boisterous laugh and a gleam of too-sharp canines in a mouth full of teeth; with his face slick with rain and his grin spreading his face in two, it isn't difficult to mistake the naginata for an oni freshly deposited from heavy stormclouds.
What betrays his fearsome image, ultimately, is his joviality. Shaking water from his eyes (like a big dog, really), he ducks under the awning next to Tonbokiri and greets his fellow touken danshi with a surprisingly reverent tip of his head.
"Gahahaha! Powerful as we are, we're still helpless against a bit of rain!"
His smile widens as he flicks his gaze downwards at Tonbokiri. Quite possibly the only sword in Honmaru who can manage this particular feat.