Letting us tell you isn't part of their game, then. I wonder if that means you'll be counted among the living instead... I suppose I can't complain about that, if it means you'll survive.
[ thinking out loud again. he's been doing that a lot lately. ]
I mean, I sure hope we will be, but... we did all die, Izuminokami. I'm not keeping my hopes up.
[he blinks at the question, though, holding up his wrists and looking a little confused? he has a very long red hair ribbon wrapped around his left wrist, but it doesn't obscure what kanesan is looking for on his right one.
the eye brand is there, but he doesn't seem to see it, frowning down at his own wrists as he asks-]
What, are you trying to learn palmistry or something? I don't think that'll help.
It's all bullshit, I'm pretty sure-- reading people's palms to predict their future.
[but his brow furrows as kanesan frowns, looking down at his hands.]
-what? I don't have anything... and of course I'm going home, assuming we do it right. All of us are.
[he sounds set on that, because, well. what else does he have right now? hm. that sentence of kanesan's seems to have errored out in the middle, maybe.]
We've put up with too much shit here to end up stuck. Just-- just be patient, all right, I think we're pretty close.
Then no, I'm not practicing it. That sounds pretty useless, anyway.
[ frowning harder! ]
You mean you can't see it? [ he'll hold out his right arm, wrist exposed to show his own. ] I've got one, too. We all do, on the other side.
There's no time to be patient. We only have a week left to find a different solution, or... [ he trails off, shaking his head and talking more to himself than to chuuya. ] No, Hizamaru was right. We'll change this history, if we have to.
[he's inspecting kanesan's wrist in case, but he sees nothing?]
Look, I know it's gotta be hard to be over there, but trust everyone over here. Okay? I know I'm sure as hell not staying here, and I'm not the only one who wants some of you guys back, either. We'll make sure the ritual works.
And you really think I won't worry about you and whatever that's about?
[ waving a hand at the desk again, even though he doesn't expect chuuya to explain. he sighs and leans into the touch just a little. ]
I'm not of much use there right now, when all I have is my sword.
[ he doesn't know anything about magic or writing anything but haiku, so there isn't much he can do. asking what chuuya's choice would be was his contribution, but... ]
Are you sure you'll be alright? ...You didn't do something like Polly, did you?
when kanesan leans into it, chuuya steps in to make it a proper embrace, which with their height difference is really just... tucking himself against kanesan, probably.]
You've got a decent head on your shoulders, though. Don't sell yourself short.
[ chuuya isn't stupid. he should know better than to tempt fate in this situation- especially after what happened to polly. but kanesan won't chide him for it, settling for wrapping his arms around chuuya's shoulders to return the embrace. ]
I'm not. I will do what I can, but that isn't much when what we need is out of my area of expertise.
[ his voice is soft, resigned. kanesan knows his own limits. ]
I would leave you my sword, but that won't matter if the demons come for you, will it?
It'll be better if I'm on my own-- I don't want to drag them into anything.
[which he's going to fail at doing, but! he intends to make his best effort.
if nothing else, though, kanesan's presence seems to help. chuuya hasn't kicked him out yet, despite reminding himself he Should get kanesan back to the others.]
Mm... I don't like that you'll be alone in this, but I understand why you don't want to involve anyone else.
[ he hates it! but fine, he'll trust chuuya. just give him a few more moments, and he'll gently pull away, after pressing one final kiss to his forehead. ]
I suppose I should return, then.
[ he. doesn't sound like he wants to. but they both have things to attend to. ]
[he reaches up to lightly run his fingers through kanesan's hair one more time, there, before he goes to remove the makeshift door barricade so kanesan can actually leave.]
Call on me again if you have time, Izuminokami. Can't let you stay too long, but that doesn't mean you have to stay away.
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[and he sounds highly frustrated with it, god. being censored sucks, but he thinks this might actually be worse.]
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Letting us tell you isn't part of their game, then. I wonder if that means you'll be counted among the living instead... I suppose I can't complain about that, if it means you'll survive.
[ thinking out loud again. he's been doing that a lot lately. ]
May I see your wrists?
[ he wants to check for the brand. ]
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[he blinks at the question, though, holding up his wrists and looking a little confused? he has a very long red hair ribbon wrapped around his left wrist, but it doesn't obscure what kanesan is looking for on his right one.
the eye brand is there, but he doesn't seem to see it, frowning down at his own wrists as he asks-]
What, are you trying to learn palmistry or something? I don't think that'll help.
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[ asked as he gently takes chuuya's hands, ignoring the ribbon the moment he sees the brand. ]
So you have it, too... [ a sigh as he lets go, frowning. ] I was hoping it would be different, so you could go home with the others.
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[but his brow furrows as kanesan frowns, looking down at his hands.]
-what? I don't have anything... and of course I'm going home, assuming we do it right. All of us are.
[he sounds set on that, because, well. what else does he have right now? hm. that sentence of kanesan's seems to have errored out in the middle, maybe.]
We've put up with too much shit here to end up stuck. Just-- just be patient, all right, I think we're pretty close.
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[ frowning harder! ]
You mean you can't see it? [ he'll hold out his right arm, wrist exposed to show his own. ] I've got one, too. We all do, on the other side.
There's no time to be patient. We only have a week left to find a different solution, or... [ he trails off, shaking his head and talking more to himself than to chuuya. ] No, Hizamaru was right. We'll change this history, if we have to.
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[he's inspecting kanesan's wrist in case, but he sees nothing?]
Look, I know it's gotta be hard to be over there, but trust everyone over here. Okay? I know I'm sure as hell not staying here, and I'm not the only one who wants some of you guys back, either. We'll make sure the ritual works.
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[ demon magic is officially the worst? ugh. kanesan let's his hands drop to his sides again one going to his sword as if to seek its comfort. ]
We're fine on our side - don't worry about us. I trust all of you to so the right thing. Just worry about yourselves first, alright?
[ with his free hand, he brushes fingers through the end of his ponytail. ]
We'll figure it out, somehow.
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[chuuya reaches out to rest a hand at his waist, there, in what he hopes is a reassuring enough touch.]
...I'd ask you to stay, but even if it weren't better to keep this short-- sounds like you're busy.
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[ waving a hand at the desk again, even though he doesn't expect chuuya to explain. he sighs and leans into the touch just a little. ]
I'm not of much use there right now, when all I have is my sword.
[ he doesn't know anything about magic or writing anything but haiku, so there isn't much he can do. asking what chuuya's choice would be was his contribution, but... ]
Are you sure you'll be alright? ...You didn't do something like Polly, did you?
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[it's fine it's fine it's fine.
when kanesan leans into it, chuuya steps in to make it a proper embrace, which with their height difference is really just... tucking himself against kanesan, probably.]
You've got a decent head on your shoulders, though. Don't sell yourself short.
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[ chuuya isn't stupid. he should know better than to tempt fate in this situation- especially after what happened to polly. but kanesan won't chide him for it, settling for wrapping his arms around chuuya's shoulders to return the embrace. ]
I'm not. I will do what I can, but that isn't much when what we need is out of my area of expertise.
[ his voice is soft, resigned. kanesan knows his own limits. ]
I would leave you my sword, but that won't matter if the demons come for you, will it?
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[he just sort of rests against him, there, exhaling a heavy sigh. chuuya wants to ask him to stay, but...
best not to keep him here for too long.]
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[ sigh. he really can't help anyone like this, can he? ]
Can the others help you, at least? Nathan, Higekiri, Tonbokiri, Nikkari...? Or will you be entirely on your own?
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[which he's going to fail at doing, but! he intends to make his best effort.
if nothing else, though, kanesan's presence seems to help. chuuya hasn't kicked him out yet, despite reminding himself he Should get kanesan back to the others.]
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[ he hates it! but fine, he'll trust chuuya. just give him a few more moments, and he'll gently pull away, after pressing one final kiss to his forehead. ]
I suppose I should return, then.
[ he. doesn't sound like he wants to. but they both have things to attend to. ]
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[he reaches up to lightly run his fingers through kanesan's hair one more time, there, before he goes to remove the makeshift door barricade so kanesan can actually leave.]
Call on me again if you have time, Izuminokami. Can't let you stay too long, but that doesn't mean you have to stay away.
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[ he smiles before heading for the door. ]
Whether our plan fails or not, I think I'd like to see you one more time, before this is over.
[ except that chuuya immediately went and DIED so haha! ]