the first. [video]
[Hello, City. Have you ever wanted to watch somebody stare at the carousel for, oh, I don’t know, five or so minutes? Because that’s how this feed opens. Nataku sitting beside the carousel, staring as it goes round and round and round…as if it’s the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen.
And eventually-mercifully-he tears his eyes away, glances about, then looks down at the device by his feet. He doesn’t pick it up, however.]
Kamui granted my wish. [His hand moves to the spot where his blood-spattered jacket and shirt are torn, where the wound that ended his life is, and he smiles a tiny smile. VERY TINY. He’s still getting the hang of this human thing.]
I am…
I’m happy.
[The feed ends as his eyes shift back toward the carousel.]
And eventually-mercifully-he tears his eyes away, glances about, then looks down at the device by his feet. He doesn’t pick it up, however.]
Kamui granted my wish. [His hand moves to the spot where his blood-spattered jacket and shirt are torn, where the wound that ended his life is, and he smiles a tiny smile. VERY TINY. He’s still getting the hang of this human thing.]
I am…
I’m happy.
[The feed ends as his eyes shift back toward the carousel.]