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thenearshore2016-09-18 02:01 am
cleanmemory) wrote in thenearshore2016-09-18 02:01 am
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[ closed ] You Can't Follow Your Heart
Who: Jade Curtiss and Watanuki Kimihiro
What: SERIOUS TALKING I GUESS
When: Evening, April 24th
Where: Guanyin's Temple
Warnings: TBD
Zero had left, but Watanuki was still feeling incredibly shaken up. He had somehow managed to hold it together in front of the silver-haired shinki, but now that he was gone, Watanuki was feeling the wall he had built around himself in the heat of the moment slowly crumbling.
With scraped palms and a thumb still bleeding, he dragged himself back inside of the temple from where the confrontation had happened, just beyond the doors. Underneath his yukata, his legs were shaking. He felt as if they would fold under him at any moment. His breath was shaky. He wasn't sure if he'd make it to the housing portion.
But all the while as he walked through the courtyard, Zero's words kept playing over in his head:
You... and the other gods, you really are incapable of understanding the loss we've been forced to endure for you, can you?
Watanuki paused by a statue. The god finally lowered himself, down on his haunches. He was bent over, in front of a statue of what was supposed to be him--a god draped with fine linens and a carefree, lounging pose. But he didn't feel that way. He didn't feel carefree.
And there, he started crying.
What: SERIOUS TALKING I GUESS
When: Evening, April 24th
Where: Guanyin's Temple
Warnings: TBD
Zero had left, but Watanuki was still feeling incredibly shaken up. He had somehow managed to hold it together in front of the silver-haired shinki, but now that he was gone, Watanuki was feeling the wall he had built around himself in the heat of the moment slowly crumbling.
With scraped palms and a thumb still bleeding, he dragged himself back inside of the temple from where the confrontation had happened, just beyond the doors. Underneath his yukata, his legs were shaking. He felt as if they would fold under him at any moment. His breath was shaky. He wasn't sure if he'd make it to the housing portion.
But all the while as he walked through the courtyard, Zero's words kept playing over in his head:
You... and the other gods, you really are incapable of understanding the loss we've been forced to endure for you, can you?
Watanuki paused by a statue. The god finally lowered himself, down on his haunches. He was bent over, in front of a statue of what was supposed to be him--a god draped with fine linens and a carefree, lounging pose. But he didn't feel that way. He didn't feel carefree.
And there, he started crying.
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"YouTube seems fairly useful for instructional videos and perhaps I can find a book or two at the library that may help with spear fighting. You'll need to give me a few days to properly compile the information, however." Again, he was thinking out loud, but relaying it to his god.
"Will you be able to handle me being your instructor?"
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2/2
"It would be one thing if I didn't have you... but since you're my shinki, I can't let you down. I have you to worry about now, too. It's not just my own life anymore."
It would take some time... but he'd learn.
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"So you're going to be in for quite a time. Make sure you eat well and get plenty of rest while I do my research"
If Watanuki wanted to learn and use him for godly activities, then he'll be trained like a god.