[Yamato's more than ready to sit back and watch. He hadn't been lying when he'd said he enjoys watching other people, whether they're going through the steps of a kata or in an actual, heated battle. For a minute, he really does just stand out of the way, bright blue eyes tracking Souji's graceful movements, from his light steps up to the smooth arcs of his arms.
But something resonates inside him, urging him forward like a siren's call. He's too busy watching to spare it a thought, even to be afraid of the way his body moves on its own. He falls in line with Souji, stepping into the form as if they'd started together, drawing the sword he keeps at his hip instead of bothering to go and grab a practice sword. There's no danger here--Yamato's confident that even if he swung at Souji right now, he wouldn't land the hit.
He won't do that, though. He's too entranced by the way they're perfectly in sync, despite the minute differences in style. Yamato isn't as graceful as Souji is, his movements peppered with influences from people he doesn't remember, as well as the new, utterly unique styles he's seen here in heaven. Nonetheless, there's no denying the similarities, and it would be terrifying, if it didn't feel so comfortable.]
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But something resonates inside him, urging him forward like a siren's call. He's too busy watching to spare it a thought, even to be afraid of the way his body moves on its own. He falls in line with Souji, stepping into the form as if they'd started together, drawing the sword he keeps at his hip instead of bothering to go and grab a practice sword. There's no danger here--Yamato's confident that even if he swung at Souji right now, he wouldn't land the hit.
He won't do that, though. He's too entranced by the way they're perfectly in sync, despite the minute differences in style. Yamato isn't as graceful as Souji is, his movements peppered with influences from people he doesn't remember, as well as the new, utterly unique styles he's seen here in heaven. Nonetheless, there's no denying the similarities, and it would be terrifying, if it didn't feel so comfortable.]