o08 ♘ accidental video | BACKDATED to the festival, before the murder

[bloodypawn]

[The camera flickers jostling and blurring before focusing on a young girl with a beautifully embroidered kimono. Her dark hair is bound up into two small buns that sit low on her head, while light flowers adorn either side of her face. Her eyes shift, attention not focused on the camera as she speaks with a boy just feet a away, similarly adorned

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[bloodypawn]

[Eyes opening, his gaze lifts to her for a moment. She does have a point. It's easier said than done, however. Sleep doesn't come easy, and if it ever has, it's been far too long since. Drifting off into a peaceful, dreamless slumber is mostly unheard of. The nightmares of five years ago continue to lurk deep within his subconscious, never fully quieted.

As different as life is in Ukiyo, compared to home, the restless nights haven't changed much.

Still, it's a tempting idea. He was up before dawn making preparations at the bakery. The atmosphere is peaceful, the light, clean fragrance of the cherry blossoms wafting through the air, mingling with the variety of foods on display. Although strange, maybe a little annoying, by now, the theme of the festival is merely background, out of mind.]

You really think I'll be able to fall asleep here?

[His voice belies the question. A tired murmur as he leans in, lips brushing hers in another soft, warm kiss.

Although reluctant to draw away, he shifts as well. Neither the blanket or the patch of land they're on is very big, but he manages to lie on his back, knees drawn up, head resting in her lap. His gaze lingers upon her before they soon drift shut.]

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[trappedinresin]

[Adjusting with him, she shifts, drawing him back as his head slowly lowers to rest within the pillow of her lap. A fond smile warms her, evident as she speaks, gentle in nature. The picture is near unheard of, a hunter resting safe within the arms of a vampire. They'd always broken tradition.]

Resting is fine, too. Sometimes it's nice to just close your eyes. Besdies-- [She laughs softly] If you could sleep through class, sleeping through me can't bet that hard, right?

[Even so she doesn't expect him to, aware of how light a sleeper he is. If for just right now, though, it might be nice to be the reason he can be at ease, just for a little while. With care she runs fingers gently through soft, silvery hair. Nails softly brush the scalp, massaging while idly playing with the silky strands, tickling between. It's such an unusual color, particularly in the academy it had been. She can't help but wonder if it's something he picked up from his mother, or if it had been from his father. Or how similar they all looked in appearance.]

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[bloodypawn]

[It's all like before, yet so far from being the same. A kind, gentle touch. Such a gesture far too reminiscent of those years ago when, in retrospect, it was all so simple. Nowadays, lingering within the memories only brings a certain brand of painful nostalgia. Heartache for what never will return. Even with her compassion, all of the love she so selflessly is able to give him, and the worst part of knowing how much she truly means it.

The warmth from her body adds to his own, skin tickled by the chill mingling within the early Spring air. A whisper of a smile touches his lips at her comment and the irony it holds. Only when she laid a hand so softly upon him had he been able to peacefully drift off to sleep.

In spite of everything, he still wonders how he can possible deserve such a thing. ]