Who: Asagami Fujino and Yami Bakura
When: Friday
Where: Hope's End
Summary: Somehow, the want for bloodshed has lost its excitement.
Rating: R, just to be safe
Warnings: Violence, maybe language, and one woobie going too far.
(
And the clouds drift by as if nothing had happened )
But then there was the influx of new arrivals, Val's comment that she'd brought one or two just for him (which he still didn't know to whom she was referring, and had spent hours staring at the 'berry in case the damned pharaoh had been among the arrivals) and Maka's seemingly inexplicable swandive off the deep end which had resulted in the first real opportunity to assess just how much shadow magic he actually had left without the collar's interference.
All of these things were on his mind even while his hands went through the motions of checking, searching, snatching things he thought would be useful and adding them to his canvas bag. So distracted was he that coming out of one of the buildings, he almost walks right into Fujino before realizing it. ]
Reply
Ah- !
[Just the one person she did not have to see today, and yet, fate had a cruel sense of humor to do so.]
Reply
You haven't been around much lately.
Reply
[She's tempted to take a step back and just leave, but it'd be way too rude of her. Thus, she can only glance to the side slightly.]
Well, the place is big, so it'd make sense for one to not see someone else for a while, right?
Reply
[ he shuts down her excuse with barely a second of hesitation ]
It's bigger but people can't spend all their time hiding in their rooms.
[ was that a jab? hard to tell ]
And it's not like people can go very far, there are borders outside of the town's limits.
Reply
[And just like that, a spark of uneasiness begins to settle.]
Yes, but it wouldn't seem so large, had it not been for the huge influx of people.
Reply
Val has a terrible sense of humour. Did you also get visitors just for you?
[ he scoffs, throwing himself down in an abandoned wooden rocking chair that was occupying the otherwise lonely porch ]
You can go and confuse them with your behaviour as well. All the other people here are doing it.
Reply
[If she's apprehensive, she doesn't show it.]
And, what about my behavior?
Reply
[ uses one foot to rock the chair idly, but doesn't take his gaze off of her ]
Before you were just omitting the truth; now you're actively lying. Kind of a slide backwards, if you were trying to be a better person.
Reply
You're wrong! I'd never- !!
[She trails off, words having escaped her for the time being.]
Reply
You should know by now that I'm very rarely wrong.
Reply
Mentally rushing to calm down, her next reply comes out with more hesitance.]
...and I can't say the same for you?
Reply
No, you can't. What would have brought you to that conclusion?
Reply
[She looks back at him, her eyes filled with more confidence this time.]
Maybe the fact that you were willing to clean my wings? Even though you goaded me into revealing to the entire network what I didn't anyone to know earlier before.
Reply
[ he leans forward in the chair, staring hard at her ]
Don't use that coerced confession as proof of anything; I didn't choose you over anyone else specifically -- it was a game and I was playing the odds. Everyone has secrets here.
Reply
[And she glares back.]
Oh, so you'd willingly out one of mine, but you'd rather die then reveal on how much you seemed nostalgic those couple of times back then? Don't think I didn't catch you being misty-eyed over that paper crane, because I did.
Reply
Leave a comment