[ Watching Namazuo tremble the way that he does would have usually prompted Mikazuki to comfort him or do something, do anything. Yet...Mikazuki doesn't do anything. He stays stark still and watches, only moving after his mirrored memory slowly draws to an end. There's no happy ending -- Yoshiteru dies with broken swords clattered all around him. A solitary gloved hand touches the glass, fingertips brushing the reflection of his own blade...left perfectly untouched in this memory. Then a long sigh resounds through the quiet room...and Mikazuki steps back again. ]
It's not anything we can change, Namazuo-kun. [ Hands folding into his sleeves, Mikazuki's head tilts from one side to the other while braving a glance towards his comrade again. ] Do you think I should be more upset? I wonder if such a thing is even possible for me.
[ He's not entirely sure it is but he doesn't go into detail about that. Mikazuki quickly becomes distracted instead by the lifeless images on the mirrors flickering to life once more. Behind his feathered mask, he blinks dully when he watches another castle, this time on fire. It doesn't take him long to recognize it. ] Ah. It's Osaka...this time. [ Still said in that same monotone. ]
namazuo! //EVENT026 (IC: 5/22 to 5/26 ; OOC: 2/13 to 2/20)
[ Watching Namazuo tremble the way that he does would have usually prompted Mikazuki to comfort him or do something, do anything. Yet...Mikazuki doesn't do anything. He stays stark still and watches, only moving after his mirrored memory slowly draws to an end. There's no happy ending -- Yoshiteru dies with broken swords clattered all around him. A solitary gloved hand touches the glass, fingertips brushing the reflection of his own blade...left perfectly untouched in this memory. Then a long sigh resounds through the quiet room...and Mikazuki steps back again. ]
It's not anything we can change, Namazuo-kun. [ Hands folding into his sleeves, Mikazuki's head tilts from one side to the other while braving a glance towards his comrade again. ] Do you think I should be more upset? I wonder if such a thing is even possible for me.
[ He's not entirely sure it is but he doesn't go into detail about that. Mikazuki quickly becomes distracted instead by the lifeless images on the mirrors flickering to life once more. Behind his feathered mask, he blinks dully when he watches another castle, this time on fire. It doesn't take him long to recognize it. ] Ah. It's Osaka...this time. [ Still said in that same monotone. ]