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June Catch-All for Masamune

🧙 WHO: Masamune & OPEN
⚔️️ WHAT: Catch-All for June! Quests and TDM Prompts within for the moment
🕒 WHEN: Month of June
🗺️ WHERE: All Around Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: Possible violence/gore, possible curse language, will add more as necessary

1. Overgrowth

A baby octopus that turned into a giant monster in a man's house. It sounded like a good test for his magic, some good practice for his swordsmanship, and a good opportunity to get a real fight in this place. But it looked like he wasn't the only one taking on this particular job.

It got Masamune to shoot a wild grin over at the person with him, standing some distance away from the house for the moment.

"Ready to have some fun?"

2. Ship Wreckers

Masamune was eager to go diving, being prepared to enter the water with the exception of one thing... He had no way to make it possible for him to breathe underwater, at least not yet. So, at least at first, he was looking around the beach once it was announced that they were going to the ship under there for a scavenger hunt. And that was when he spotted someone.

"Hey, are you headed down too? Mind if I tag along?"

If this person couldn't create air for them, he'd just find someone else to drag with them who could. The more the merrier for this kind of thing, right?

3. Hoist the Flags

Now it was time to try and find someone with a similar item to his, but that was proving to be more of a hassle than initially thought. Especially since he was having to keep his head above water at that point, else he risked getting the salt water under his eyepatch. It might have been a closed wound, but getting salt in there was still unpleasant.

He just looked at the item in his hand then, a rusted candlabra, before holding it up and shouting.

"HEY! Anyone else got one of these?"

Because that was certainly the best way to get attention, right?

4. Beach Episode

It was probably unusual to walk around the beach in (seemingly) nothing but a towel like one would in the hot springs (at least, if you were trying to preserve modesty), but that was exactly what he was doing. He had to wonder how long it would take for people to notice that he was wearing a pair of deep blue swim trunks underneath, and in equal measure he had to wonder how many people would yell at him for his supposed lack of decency. Still, after working to clean up and prepare the ship for the traders, he deserved a little fun.

Which meant Masamune was wandering around, observing games, trying barbeque recipes, complimenting people on their choice in swimwear, splashing others in the water, and overall he was just having a fun time. Anyone care to join him?

Or, maybe you're the unlucky victim to a water stream straight to your back, with Masamune only wearing a huge grin and holding a rather large water gun proudly. These were a lot of fun to play with!

5. Roaring Rescuers

It couldn't all be fun and games for one Date Masamune. Through the grapevine (or through a very reliable 'kitsune'), he had heard about the underground fighting ring. While a part of him would have liked to participate in the fights themselves, even Masamune... Occasionally... Could understand the meaning of stealth. If he had to.

Masamune wasn't sneaking in alone, but by the time they reached the Fogueria, he just got the biggest (and possibly most dangerous smile) he could have.

"How about I take this thing into the arena with a bang? That should make your job easier for unlocking the rest of the cells if they're all busy with me, right?"

6. Wildcard

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It took a few days after the trials were completed, but Masamune was finally making good on his promise of a home-cooked meal as a thank you for Rose letting him out of the stocks. Maybe he had made her a little cross with him the last time they'd met, but hopefully she wouldn't let that stop her from coming by for dinner. He'd try to hold off on complimenting her until she'd had a chance to eat, at the least.

He was just finishing up on the spread when he heard knocking on the door, and he couldn't help smiling a little while he was shouting, "It's open!"

Unfortunately, he might not have caught Shogetsu's getting into position near the door, but pouncing on the person there would definitely be good practice for the tiger cub!

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Rose wasn't sure why she still agreed to this "dinner-date" after their last meeting. That was embarrassing! Even she had to admit that she acted childish by chasing him all over the town in frustration, just because he called her "cute." How could she let her own emotions get so out of control?

Well, it was not going to happen again tonight. This was just a meal he offered as a thank you for helping him during the trials, and nothing more. She even decided not to wear her usual leather armor. Instead she just wore black jeans and a grey tank top. Nothing fancy. But she still had her sword with her, since she would feel naked without it.

Once she knocked on his door, it didn't take him long to tell her to come in. So of course she just walked right in, not expecting the bundle of orange and black fur to come flying at her.

"What in Soa's name!?" Yep! Rose just got pounce by a tiger cub.

The noise got him to turn, and he blinked at the sight before laughing and walking over, trying to make sure that Rose was all right before he petted Shogetsu, "Sorry about that, he's still practicing! He didn't hurt you, did he?"

Shogetsu didn't seem to think he'd done anything wrong, instead chuffing in greeting and butting his head against Rose's cheek. Apparently, someone decided he liked Rose!

Edited (wording) 2021-06-04 00:04 (UTC)

Rose had managed to catch the cub when he pounced and was now holding him in her arms. She wasn't mad though. Just surprised that something jumped her as soon as she walked through the door. Besides, how could anyone be mad with a cute baby creature who was now rubbing against her cheek? He even made a sound similar to what baby dragons would make when they were happy.

"No, I am fine." She started to scratch Shogestu behind the ear. "He just surprised me, is all." Though she probably had a couple of scratches, since her arms were bare.

The scratches didn't escape Masamune's notice, and he paused before heading off to the bathroom. When he came back, it was with some disinfectant and a damp cloth. It didn't take long for him to offer them for Rose to take.

"Here. I don't think those're bad enough for bandages, but apparently you're supposed to treat cat scratches right away and I know Ieyasu'd give me an earful if I didn't have this stuff on hand with Shogetsu around."

Granted, Ieyasu tended to give him an earful about a lot of stuff anyway, but this was an easily preventable one that he'd rather circumvent even if the other warlord wasn't there at the moment.

Rose sat Shogetsu down and took the cloth and disinfectant. "Thank you." And she went about cleaning the scratches, though they weren't bleeding. If anything, they were just a bit irritated. If the disinfectant stung, she didn't show that it did.

"I take it this Ieyasu is a healer back in your world?"

"That's one of his talents, but he's allied to Nobunaga like I am. We're fighting to reclaim his domain, among other things."

He gave Shogetsu a little chin-scratch once the tiger cub was on the floor again, smiling for him before going to wash his hands. A small plate was set on the floor near the kitchen area's counter, some small chunks of raw red meat set there for the now-very excited cub. Another wash of his hands, and he was putting together their meals into separate plates and bowls before putting Rose's, then his food on the table.

It was a little strange for him to be using western furniture, and his own food had a set of chopsticks placed next to it (he was still getting the hang of a knife and fork, he'd use those in front of others when he had it down), but Rose's would have both chopsticks and western utensils -- he didn't know which one she used, but he did know the latter was a lot more common in Camelot whether he liked it or not.

"This is pretty close to something I can whip up at home, though some of the spices are different. I still think it turned out all right, but let me know if something could be better."

He was confident in his skills, of course! But any time using a new spice or changing up a recipe was at least a little bit of a gamble, and just because something tasted okay to him didn't mean it was good. Unless she was like Mitsuhide, but he somehow doubted that.

Once her scratches were treated, she sat down at the table across from him. Once the food was all out, she had to blink a bit. That was certainly quite a spread he prepared!

"I am sure it will be fine." Rose wasn't exactly a picky eater after all. As long as it was edible, she wouldn't really mind if the food wasn't exactly to her taste. But this smelled really good though... Honestly, she never would have thought that he would be the cooking type.

She picked up a fork, (she's only used chopsticks a few times and wasn't really good with them), and picked of a bit of meat. Her eyes widen when she took a bite.

"This is really good!"

"Glad to hear it."

In spite of himself he smiled, seemingly happy to just watch her for now. Granted, he didn't keep staring and began to eat himself, but it didn't stop him from conversing as they ate.

"What was the food like in your home? Any good homecooked meals?"

It didn't go unnoticed that he was watching her. For a minute she wonder is some food go stuck on her face. She relaxed some when he finally began to eat.

"I was constantly travelling back in my home world. Most meals that I took were whatever the tavern or inn I was staying at provided or whatever travel rations I had on me. The times when I did have to cook for my self it was whatever I was able to catch over an open fire, and cooked to the point were I knew I would not get food poison." Master chef she was not.

"Though, most taverns did provide pretty good meals. Mostly stews since that would have been easier to serve to several guests."

"I guess it would be a little hard to get good meals while travelling, especially if you don't know a lot of ways to cook. You can't exactly waste time on resources like spices or equipment on the road."

That just reminded him of his own men, whose faces brightened up whenever he brought them rations. And Rose was making the same sort of face, showing the satisfaction that a good hot meal gave -- even if it wasn't quite a smile, from what he could tell.

"Really though, I'm glad you like it. That's probably the best part about cooking for me."

She gave a nod. "Especially since it was never a good idea for me to stay in a town too long." People would have started to notice that she didn't age at all. "But over time, travel rations were not so bad. Most jerky had a lot so spices rubbed into it, so they were anything but bland. It made up for the hard biscuits."

She took another bite of food. If he looked closely, he could see the corners of her mouth turning up some in a small smile. It wasn't an over exaggeration that she really liked the meal. The last time she had something this good, she and her fellow Dragoons were guests at a royal palace. This meal was literally fit for a king.

"How did you get into cooking? Back in my world, lords and knights rarely have interest in the culinary arts."

There it was again... That smile was doing funny things to him. He liked seeing it, and he couldn't help feeling his own smile tugging at his lips. It feels strange to see a soldier like him wearing a genuine smile, but that's not such a bad thing.

"I picked it up as a hobby while I was younger, and I just continued with it because it's a useful skill to have. It helps keep morale high too, when the men are well-fed."

It was a simple enough explanation, but he couldn't help adding with a cheeky grin, "I also really like cutting things, whether it's a daikon or a daimyo."

"'Daimyo?'" She arched a brow, the word not familiar to her. At least she knew what a daikon was. That is, if it was the same root vegetable that grew on the island nation of Rouge back in her world. With that grin though, she had a feeling that "daimyo" wasn't another vegetable.

"But I can see how a meal like this can keep morale up among troops. And given a healthy meal can also help keep their energy up as well."

"It's a name for a lord of a fief," Masamune explained, wondering what lords were called in Rose's world when he asked that question but not asking then and there. Instead he focused on the other thing she was saying, enjoying the light conversation between bites of the shared meal.

"It's all of that, and it's worth it to see people enjoying their food like that. I'm hoping to learn about the different ways it's prepared here too, since it looks like it's a lot of western cooking and preparation."

Rose shook her head some, now that she realized his joke. "That is a horrible pun then. Do you often cut down other lords?" Back during the trials, she saw how easily and quickly he was to draw one of his swords. She had met other warriors like that, but Masamune gave off a different vibe from them.

"The food here is very similar to what if often found back in my home world. Though some of the spices are different. What you made though, reminds me of the food native to Rouge, an island nation that I had visited several times."

"When I have to. Usually it's only when they're too stubborn to back down against Nobunaga, or are otherwise doing more harm than good in their positions with an unwillingness to give up that power."

He was eager enough to change the topic though, and he couldn't help feeling a little more warm inside when he mentioned the food, "Yeah? Japan, the land I'm from, is an island nation as well. Maybe they're connected in a strange way."

"Nobunaga?" So he actually served that other samurai warrior from the sound of it. Or at least was allied to him. She seen them talk to one another over the network but never paid attention to what they spoke about. Thus it didn't occur to her that they met before coming to this realm

Ros gave bit of a shrug. "Perhaps they could have some connection. The food is similar but the clothing you wear is different from those I have seen in Rouge. Then again, the only ones I have met from Japan were samurai, so I am not sure how the rest of the population dresses."

"I shouldn't be surprise that you've met him, he's mentioned you before," Masamune responded with a smile, going back to his food briefly, "I'm an ally of his, but functionally I'm also a vassal. He's the head of everything in our alliance, but that doesn't mean he does everything."

At the comment about his clothing however, he couldn't help looking at his own clothes, taking a moment to really think it over before commenting, "I guess our armor can be intimidating, but because of our positions we're also expected to dress certain ways. That's part of what Nobunaga's trying to end, but we still have to get there."

"He did?" That was a little surprising. "He and I arrived in this realm at around the same time. When I first met him I had to tickle him in order to get him untangled from some enchanted vines. I had no idea he was a lord or even the head of an alliance." Especially considering how childish he always seems to act around her. It was almost kind of scary to think of him as any kind of ruler.

She nodded. That made sense, since most of her world was like that when it came to the difference between nobility and commoners. "Samurai do not exist in my world, not even on Rouge. The island does not even have a real ruling class system." It made the small island nation stand out from the rest of Endiness. And other countries never really bothered it since it didn't have many resources to offer, with the exception of one thing. "Rouge is known for their martial arts schools though. In fact, the master of the school is usually the head of the community the school is located in. Haschel, a fellow Dragoon, is one such master."

Masamune nodded in response to her asking if Nobunaga talked about her, but it was when she mentioned tickling him that Masamune choked briefly, taking a moment to catch his breath before he started laughing and laughing hard.

"When you did what? And he let you get away with it?"

It seemed like any continued discussion about Rouge would have to wait, if only because Rose's interactions with Nobunaga were far too distracting.

Well that was an amusing reaction. Apparently Nobunaga did have some kind of reputation when it came to being tickled.

"Well, when the vines dropped him, he did say something along the lines that he wasn't sure if he wanted to thank me or kill me." She gave a bit of a shrug like the threat on her life wasn't a big deal.

"The times when I tickled him, his hands were restrained so he really didn't have a way to resist or stop me." Yes she said "times," meaning she tickled the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven more than once.

"Times? So more than once?" Masamune asked, still seeming far too amused over this. He kind-of had an inkling about Nobunaga like this, but it was too funny that Rose had gone and confirmed it.

"I'm surprised you tried it even if he was restrained. Nobunaga isn't exactly well-known for his mercy."

"You were not the only one I ended up freeing from the stocks during the trials. He had annoyed me several days before, so I took advantage of him being in the stocks and tickled him for a few seconds before freeing him." She gave a small smirk, knowing how petty she was being at the time. "I even recorded it with the smartphone device I have."

She gave a bit of a shrug. "I think he knows that I do not scare easily and I know how to handle myself."

He couldn't help laughing again, having set aside his chopsticks for the moment so he could listen and converse more attentively, "Even still, it's surprising to hear it about him -- especially from knowing him up close. But not scaring easily is a good way to make him take an interest in you, so you might find him trying to recruit you later."

Rose gave a sigh at that. "Perhaps that is the reason why he seems to bother me at every chance he gets." He almost started to sound like a pesky little brother that she never had.

"Dare I ask what he would recruit me for?"

"Hell yes." Nobunaga isn't quite running in, but he's looking like a swashbuckling pirate more than a samurai with his left hand on the Tanegashima gun and right on the katana. It's not proper technique for either, but he wants to shoot and slice if a giant tentacle comes at him! "Good thing Hideyoshi isn't here or he wouldn't save anything for either of us to enjoy."

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"He'd have to beat me to it first," Masamune quipped casually as he began walking up to the building, shooting Nobunaga a knowing look as he very quickly drew both of his katana, "And I'm not about to wait for him to get here for this."

He wasn't about to wait for Nobunaga either, instead making to walk through the door and into the Kraken's (current) territory. It'd be a lot of fighting in tight spaces... But that was a part of what made it so exciting, especially since he had no idea where the tentacles would start coming from.

Elza had made her way to where everyone had gathered. From her vantage point, she could see the shipwreck off in the distance along with the results of Merlin's spell to rearrange the people's clothing before the task. There was a pleased feeling welling in the pit of her stomach that she had been well out of range for such shenanigans.

That did, however, make her stick out on the beach as everyone else around her seemed to be running around in their underwear. Sturm was strapped over her back while she observed everything going on.

This was far too close for her comfort. Her senses were in overdrive searching for any potential threats. She knew there wouldn't be any here, at least not in the same sense, but it was difficult to undo the last few years of complete caution her life had to revolve around.

Withdrawing, the gunner moved back through the crowd... That was until a stream of water hit against her back. Eyes narrowing with intense focus, the emotion bled from her expression as Elza spun around. In a single fluid motion she had Sturm in her grip and pointed at her 'attacker's' heart. Finger squeezing the trigger, a flash of recognition sparked in her gaze as she paused.

"You." She hadn't yet decided if she would complete the action. The man was armed with a gun which was a threat she couldn't take lightly. She had no way yet of knowing exactly how harmless the gun was. However their brief meeting not long ago was all that gave her pause from firing.

"You know, people are going to think you're high strung if you do things like that."

Masamune's smile faded a little, and while he wasn't really worried about the gun pointed at him... He also didn't really want to get closer for now.

He held his own 'gun' back, letting the bulbous water chamber of it rest on his shoulder as he held the barrel skyward. A pull of his own trigger, and it showed a spurt of water shooting straight up, said water falling harmlessly back onto Masamune's head.

"If I thought you'd react like that, I probably wouldn't have taken the shot to begin with."

Her back was cool against the warm sun. She couldn't feel any pain which meant there wasn't an injury but her mind hadn't yet made the connection that she'd been hit with harmless water during the 'attack'.

"Do you think I'm the type of person who cares what others think of me?" She asked, expression unreadable, while keeping her gaze trained on his hand and where that strange gun was pointed.

Muscles tensing in readiness when he squeezed the trigger, Elza watched in confusion as liquid spurted from the chamber and dumped itself harmlessly on top of his head.

Water?

Her head tilted ever-so-subtly to one side as her mind tried to understand the situation. He was obviously posing no threat or had any harmful intentions, but a harmless gun was such a foreign concept to her.

The moments ticked on before she finally lowered Sturm. There was still much about this world that she didn't understand. Smoothly moving to hook the long rifle over her back, she regarded his weapon thoughtfully. "What is the purpose of such a gun?"

"I don't really know, but most people usually care at least a little."

Still, he saw her calming down and that let him wear a familiar smile, holding the gun in hand before shrugging, "Someone thought it'd be entertaining to soak each other from a distance, I guess. I'm not sure I get it either, but I can't deny that it is pretty fun."

"Heh," A small smiled played on her lips as she made that sound. She was far from most people when it came to the general population.

Elza eyed the gun in his hand with a mixture of curiosity and caution. A gun that shot water for fun. That concept seemed so far removed from their teachings that it almost seemed unreal. The dampness along her back though was proof that it had been indeed harmless though.

The gunner approached him just after he finished speaking. That gun looked so foreign to her. Did it handle the same way as one that shot bullets? The lack of length meant that it would balance far different to Sturm and the weight distribution would change as well.

Elza stopped a few steps in front of where he stood and gestured to the water gun. "May I?"

"Go ahead," There's no hesitation or fear as he hands the 'weapon' over, and Elza can likely see the water rocking around the colorful and bulbous tank as he does so, "I can always grab another if you want to use that one."

It was the strangest version of a gun that she'd ever seen. Elza reached out to take it expecting it to with similar to the guns she'd handled that were approximately the same size. Yet when she took it from his grasp it was substantially lighter which threw her off guard.

The gun itself felt brittle in her hold, and the water visible through the bulbous magazine at the back kept throwing off the weight distribution.

"How odd," she murmured more to herself than to her companion. It was obvious by the way that she was looking it over that she had a keen interest in firearms. Reaching up to trail her fingers over the end of the gun's barrel. Giving the trigger a light squeeze, she could feel the water trickling down along her fingers.

His offer seemed to snap her out from assessing the weapon in hand. "I could never. A gun belongs to it's rightful owner," She softly but seriously said while offering the water gun back to him. Elza hadn't meant to become that absorbed in her observations. "What's its name?"

"I think I heard some poeple calling it a water gun or a super soaker, but if this one in particular has a name I don't know what it is," Masamune shrugged as he gave his answer, though her interest didn't go unnoticed. Considering she was walking around the beach with a gun, he really shouldn't be surprised, but it was worth at least asking.

"You've got an interest in guns?"

Maybe guns were treated the same in other worlds as it was her own. She supposed that made sense but at the same time it seemed so foreign of a concept. Although to be fair having a gun that's sole ammunition was harmless water was also so different.

"Of sorts," Elza offered unhelpfully to start with. "They are not common where I am from and only a small handful are in possession of them."

"I guess I get it. They're a fairly recent addition to our militaries as well, and they are tactically sound for use."

And yet, while Masamune was clearly talking about the good traits of guns as weapons, some part of him had checked out of the conversation. No, more than that, it was like he was almost repulsed by the topic. The colourful pretend guns were fine, it was just water and it was so wildly different that he could disassociate, but...

Well, at least she didn't smell like gunpowder (that he could tell). That helped things.

Finally he took the water gun back, although he didn't do so without adding, "By the way, I don't own that. They were handing them out near the entrance to the beach, allowing for anyone to borrow them if they want to. You can always grab one if you want to try it for yourself."

"A recent addition, huh? Seems to be a common theme." Elza murmured as she remembered Nobunaga mentioning that guns in his world were new as well.

There was something different about him after he answered. She couldn't put her finger on it but the air around him certainly seemed to change. Perhaps something she'd said had triggered a memory? She'd had those moments here or there.

Elza spoke none of her thoughts though and instead pulled her hand back after the water gun was taken. "No, I couldn't," Elza said in return. It still felt wrong holding a gun that wasn't hers. Besides the weapons weren't toys.

Masamune wasn't the only with a large water gun. Mitsuhide was also "armed" and wearing a pair of his own swim trunks.

Such amusing toys these water guns! With a few pumps, he could send a stream of water right at some one once he pulled the trigger. And to aim with them was very easy. Especially easy for an expert marksmen like Mitsuhide. No one was safe from him. That includes other members of the Oda Forces.

It didn't take long for him to spot Masamune. Though he did wonder why the other warlord was wearing a towel instead of the swim wear they were magically provided. Oh well, it didn't matter. The other man was going to get wet anyway!

He gave his gun a few pumps and then took aim. Soon a stream of cold water went towards the back of Masamune's head!

Mitsuhide would probably be amused by the surprised yelp that left him, and Masamune whipped around with the gun in hand and a wild intensity to his grin. An intensity that became even greater when he saw who it was.

"I'm going to get you for that, you slick bastard!"

Masamune didn't seem to care that the towel was starting to slip from his waist, but hopefully Mitsuhide would get the little peek at blue underneath it. If the towel fell away, it shouldn't have mattered, right?

Then again, maybe the fact that Masamune was pumping up his own gun and taking aim at Mitsuhide was a little bit more urgent.

Mitsuhide had to laugh at Masamune's surprised reaction. It was too perfect! If Masamune was ever to land a hit on him, it would have been completely worth it for that reaction.

He knew that the One-Eyed Dragon was going to retaliate quickly, so he ducked behind a large rock that was near by. Before he fired he knew he would need cover shortly after.

"I would like to see you try! I could use a few more laughs!"

He pumped his gun a few more times before peeking around the rock and sending another stream to Masamune.

This was starting to put his own predatory instincts into overdrive. Mitsuhide's aim was true and he got Masamune again, but he was rewarded with the near-instant draw from Masamune to try and aim for Mitsuhide's face.

He'd probably miss, but it was worth trying to take the shot before running after him.

Masamune did manage to get his arm just before he ducks behind the rock. Good thing these guns weren't real! Though, even if the injury were real, it would be one that wouldn't slow down Mitsuhide in the slightest.

He stays behind the rock and waits. Once Masamune comes around he fires another blast of water at the One-Eyed Dragon's face before running off again!

Instinctively Masamune raised one of his arms to block the shot at his face, though he was grinning as he did so. That was when he fired a retaliatory blast at Mitsuhide, aiming for his chest with the stream of ice-cold water. Time for some payback!

Granted, this wouldn't be nearly as much fun if it were a real gun duel for several reasons, but at least their lord could be amused by the antics later.

Even Mitsuhide couldn't dodge that stream of water. It was even cold enough to make him gasp some. But in a way, it also felt good, considering how hot it was.

"Not bad. Apparently you do have decent aim." He laughed some as he ducked out of the stream to fire another blast at Masamune.

Masamune had been about to comment in return, but getting blasted right in the face made him throw that right out the window. He'd have to wring out his eye patch later, but for the moment he was pumping up his gun again with a wild grin.

"You're gonna pay for that, Mitsuhide!"

If he wasn't fired up before, he certainly was then.

Mitsuhide laughed. A real laugh and not one of those chuckles that he does to throw people off. For once, he was truly having fun. It's been so long since he let loose like this.

"You keep saying that, Masamune, but I have yet to see you do anything about it."

Yes he was very well aware that he was taunting the other man, but that was what made everything so fun.

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June Catch-All for Masamune

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Why is he like this. I'm serious, why is he like this.

Simple answer is "because he's Masamune"

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Sorry for the delay. We had a terrible news weekend.

No need to apologize, life happens

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4 And I had to make this icon just for this tag!

lmao perfect

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I thought I already got this tag!

It happens!

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