[ During his waking moments of privacy, Muramasa works. He knows some things from the picture Yuta showed him, but the cut and the shape and the details he must pull from memory of a memory. Thankfully, he has days to work instead of a single night, and it's only one piece instead of an entire ensemble. It was meant to be a gift for Yuta for the new year, but the new call for a mission summoning them back to Neo-Tokyo has ruined that plan. Instead of being properly presented with wrapping, and left somewhere for him to find (like most of Muramasa's gifts), he has no choice but to intercept Yuta as he layers up and presses the fabric into cold hands with only the briefest direction, before hustling himself out into the workshop. For, um. Privacy. ]
Here, bundle up.
[ The white lump of fabric is a jacket, cut like Yuta's problem child uniform jacket that Muramasa had seen in his picture, and in the memory of the Sendai battle; with the high collar and wide front panel fastened with hand-carved buttons, bearing that spiral pattern, the sleeves that end just high enough to give him coverage but still make it easy to move in. It's lightweight but shockingly sturdy, made out of the Alexandria institute's new plugsuit material. Meant to provide better protection from Rift corruption, Muramasa had selected it for it's ability to protect Yuta from the elements as well, keeping heat in and the cold out and vice versa, shedding rain or snow, and even repelling a smaller kaiju's fangs. Jujutsu sorcerers may not wear armor, and this may not have lacquered lamellæ to turn a knife away, but it serves a purpose, and is more than just the usual jackets Yuta wears while out on missions.
But for all of Muramasa's favor for useful things, he appreciates artistry too. The gift is meant to be returned in kind for the thought and effort that Yuta put into his own gift. The cuffs and waistband have nearly invisible sashiko stitches of white thread reinforcing the material in a looping shippō pattern, but it's the lining that is the true show of craft. Invisible to everyone but Yuta when he puts it on, the jacket has a silken lining, the same deep blue as the ito on his sword and wakizashi. Embroidered irises bloom across the the bottom half, springing up from the hem with slender, blade-like leaves and drooping, lavender colored petals. A wish for protection, a stand-in for Muramasa's own haori and warmth whenever they're apart, and an acknowledgement of Yuta's status as a sorcerer, all bundled into one.
He wishes the timing had been better, but what matters tonight is that it keeps him warm. ]
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delivery (sort of); 12/31.
Here, bundle up.
[ The white lump of fabric is a jacket, cut like Yuta's
problem childuniform jacket that Muramasa had seen in his picture, and in the memory of the Sendai battle; with the high collar and wide front panel fastened with hand-carved buttons, bearing that spiral pattern, the sleeves that end just high enough to give him coverage but still make it easy to move in. It's lightweight but shockingly sturdy, made out of the Alexandria institute's new plugsuit material. Meant to provide better protection from Rift corruption, Muramasa had selected it for it's ability to protect Yuta from the elements as well, keeping heat in and the cold out and vice versa, shedding rain or snow, and even repelling a smaller kaiju's fangs. Jujutsu sorcerers may not wear armor, and this may not have lacquered lamellæ to turn a knife away, but it serves a purpose, and is more than just the usual jackets Yuta wears while out on missions.But for all of Muramasa's favor for useful things, he appreciates artistry too. The gift is meant to be returned in kind for the thought and effort that Yuta put into his own gift. The cuffs and waistband have nearly invisible sashiko stitches of white thread reinforcing the material in a looping shippō pattern, but it's the lining that is the true show of craft. Invisible to everyone but Yuta when he puts it on, the jacket has a silken lining, the same deep blue as the ito on his sword and wakizashi. Embroidered irises bloom across the the bottom half, springing up from the hem with slender, blade-like leaves and drooping, lavender colored petals. A wish for protection, a stand-in for Muramasa's own haori and warmth whenever they're apart, and an acknowledgement of Yuta's status as a sorcerer, all bundled into one.
He wishes the timing had been better, but what matters tonight is that it keeps him warm. ]