North is a common name. [She may or may not have picked it herself, since she sure as hell wasn't going to go around introducing herself as Traci. If the Kardashians can do it, so can she. Gosh.] But calling yourself a possession—
[Is she offended on his behalf? Because it definitely sounds like she's offended on his behalf. Unfortunately for Hizamaru, he's bumped into someone who takes great offense at the concept of people as possessions... even if North doesn't really know the context behind it.]
Of course it's strange! How can you sound so proud of that?
Because it's the truth. At that time we were objects... being given a body like this happened only recently.
[It's odd to have someone get offended by it, considering he's mostly used to speaking with other swords, but- he supposes having this form must make it sound stranger to others than he means it to.]
Before taking this shape, I was a sword-- and there's little purpose for a blade with no master, is there?
[Of course he's been patient during the times he wasn't wielded, waiting for someone to retrieve him, but he was still theirs.]
[... Is it time to fight for sword rights, too? Because it sounds like it's time to fight for sword rights.
Jokes aside, North is legitimately having some trouble wrapping her head around the concept. Clearly, any "object" who's gained autonomy and a body should want to denounce their previous owners immediately... right? Right. Never mind that she looks visibly confused over the fact that he's a sword, apparently, and not some kind of AI or something.]
... But even before you got your own body, were you sentient? Were you aware of yourself as a [uh] sword?
To an extent, yes. After existing for one hundred years, an object gains its own spirit; I was aware of everything happening around me and of the people who used me, but I had no emotions of my own.
[There's a slight frown on his face as one hand settles over his heart. Feelings are something he still occasionally doesn't know what to do with, honestly, and he'd be lying if he said it wasn't a little easier without them--
But he wouldn't be able to move on his own and fight without this body, either. It's a trade of sorts.]
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Regardless, there's... a noticeable pause between her introduction and his.]
North.
[No fancy titles. No formalities. She does, however, look befuddled at how he introduced himself.]
... You seriously go around calling yourself a treasure?
[Is he being conceited or is it something else? Hell if she knows.]
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[And he definitely sounds proud of it, so maybe it is part conceit after all. Either way, he cocks his head slightly in turn-]
It isn't any stranger than calling yourself a direction.
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my god.]
North is a common name. [She may or may not have picked it herself, since she sure as hell wasn't going to go around introducing herself as Traci. If the Kardashians can do it, so can she. Gosh.] But calling yourself a possession—
[Is she offended on his behalf? Because it definitely sounds like she's offended on his behalf. Unfortunately for Hizamaru, he's bumped into someone who takes great offense at the concept of people as possessions... even if North doesn't really know the context behind it.]
Of course it's strange! How can you sound so proud of that?
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[It's odd to have someone get offended by it, considering he's mostly used to speaking with other swords, but- he supposes having this form must make it sound stranger to others than he means it to.]
Before taking this shape, I was a sword-- and there's little purpose for a blade with no master, is there?
[Of course he's been patient during the times he wasn't wielded, waiting for someone to retrieve him, but he was still theirs.]
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Jokes aside, North is legitimately having some trouble wrapping her head around the concept. Clearly, any "object" who's gained autonomy and a body should want to denounce their previous owners immediately... right? Right. Never mind that she looks visibly confused over the fact that he's a sword, apparently, and not some kind of AI or something.]
... But even before you got your own body, were you sentient? Were you aware of yourself as a [uh] sword?
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[There's a slight frown on his face as one hand settles over his heart. Feelings are something he still occasionally doesn't know what to do with, honestly, and he'd be lying if he said it wasn't a little easier without them--
But he wouldn't be able to move on his own and fight without this body, either. It's a trade of sorts.]