Momma, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Samurai

[cubofkai]

Who: cubofkai, a horse, and you.
Where: Just about anywhere; the Lake
When: Afternoon!
Style: Either/or!

When Mitsuhide had told Yukimura he could train a horse to allow him to ride as he usually did, he took that to heart. Nearly every morning since he had been working with a stallion nearly as excitable as he was, chatting excitedly to it as he taught the horse with surprising patience.

Now his hard work was paying off.

If you hear the sound of pounding hooves, you may wish to get out of the way.

Yukimura was crouched on the back of the stallion, one foot sideways and the other placed squarely between the beast's shoulder blades. He held his hands at his sides, missing the feel of his spears in his hands, as they cantered through any space big enough and empty enough for an excitable horse and his master to pass through.

If one were to follow them, eventually they would find a laughing Yukimura near the lake, brushing the sweat off the equine's body as it drank its fill.

Comments

[420]

That was... the most amazing and unique way Gamzee had ever seen any motherfucker ride a horse. And he had seen a lot of horse riding! It came with having a matesprit who was really into hoofbeasts and, by extend, earth horses too. But in all there many, many --seriously, they had loads-- of horse movies, he had never seen anyone ride like that.

He completely forgets what he was doing --getting some groceries, actually-- his feet turning as he wanders off in the direction Yukimura had ridden off in. That was just so-- oh man, he had to fuckin' tell this to Equius. Maybe he could get this bro to come home with him so he could show him.

Finally he comes to the place where Yukimura is brushing off his horse, his voice still awed. "Motherfucker, that shit were tight."

[cubofkai]

....this strange creature is trying to communicate with him, Yukimura can tell. Yet his form is alien and his words are even more so.

Yeah, this just calls for staring in a most confused fashion, followed by a small, "...excuse me?"

[420]

"What you did. On the hoofbeast." Here Gamzee takes a moment to helpfully indicate the horse. All in the name of cross-cultural communication. Or some shit like that. "That were the ballest thing I ever all seen a motherfucker do like that."

[cubofkai]

"My riding?" Oh. This man (or...beast...or demon...or...something...) must be complimenting him! He thinks. If ballest was a compliment.

Okay, yeah, just going with that and rolling with it. "Thank you! Your words are most kind."

[420]

Ballest is the most bitchtits compliment. Hang around, and Gamzee will teach Yukimura everything about the art of slang.

"Ain't no biggie, bro." And then, after a moment of thought. "Hey, could you all like show that to a brother of mine. He'd totally dig that."

[cubofkai]

He will be a most fastidious student!!! Or. Ballest student. Something like that.

Yukimura took a moment to piece through those sentences. "Ah, you wish me to show my riding? I would be most happy to show your brother."

[420]

Gamzee nodded, happy that Yukimura had understood. For some reason, some of these awesome pink starmonkeys had trouble understanding what Gamzee fronting at times.

"Yeah! He's all sorts of into hoofbeasts. I bet it'd get him real chill to get to see that shit."

[cubofkai]

"...forgive my ignorance, but is 'real chill' a good thing, then?" Best ask to make sure before he met this brother.

[420]

"Yeah, it's a good thing, bro. Like, all getting on in your wicked zone, being motherfuckin' relaxed with shit, not sweating any small stuff." He nodded encouragingly. Yes. This was definitely more understandable. Gamzee was so good at this inter-species diplomacy thing.

[cubofkai]

Oh yes, so very good at it. Yukimura was at least managing to, ah, 'catch his drift.'

"Then I would be most happy to show him, whenever you would like!"

[420]

"Awesome." Aww yeah. Gamzee looked all sorts of excited at that prospect. Then he shot Yukimura a grin. "I'm Gamzee. You?"

[cubofkai]

"I am Sanada Yukimura of the Takeda! It is a pleasure to meet you." Have a polite bow, Gamzee. Strange alien or not, one should always be respectful!

[420]

Oh, that bow! Gamzee recognized that kinda bow. For a moment he clumsily imitated it, his face bright. "You are where Wataru were all from too! He used to up and do that stuff all the fuckin' time."

[cubofkai]

"Wataru? I do not know the name, but I assume you speak of Japan?" Yukimura brightened to hear of more people from his homeland. "If so, you are correct!"

[420]

"Yeah! That were all being the fuckin' place." He nodded, happy enough that he had remembered. "He done told me some stories about it."

[cubofkai]

"Did he come from the future as well? I have met many young people here that seem to live far past my own age!" Though it beat in the idea of his own mortality, Yukimura could not mind, not when he thought of a unified, peaceful Japan.

[420]

"Uh, I ain't all know what the fuckin' future be or not." He shrugged a little, before pointing at his horns. "Ain't exactly my hood, get?"

[cubofkai]

Aint his hood? Oh, the horns...

Yukimura is not completely daft; he does catch on to Gamzee's meaning here.

"Oh, you are not from my world; of course you would not know."