百十三
[Kantarou is sitting off to the side, hunched over something he's working on. There are paper charms and scraps of bloodied cloth around him.]
I've had enough of this... we are truly in hell. Tested every day, pushed to the limit. What is the point in carrying on the way we have?
[His voice is quiet, but there's a dark undertone to it.]
I could have understood if there was a rhyme or reason, but why go after defenseless people? Why target women and children who could do nothing....
I don't care anymore, the sympathy I had is waining. The darker path is an easier one, after all I'm a sinner anyway.
[He has made a few effigies, they are of soldiers who were in the city. He had no way of knowing if the blood he was using was from living or dead ones, but it didn't really matter. This was mostly out of his frustration, and a warning to anyone else who might try to hurt what he considered his.
This scene was much different from the few times he had used them before, generally he used a pin, and only caused slight problems, his method was reversing the medical style, causing discomfort, but this time this was full out intentional harm. He was driving nails into the head of each one, though he did stop himself short of cursing their entire bloodline.]
May you not rest, even in death!
I've had enough of this... we are truly in hell. Tested every day, pushed to the limit. What is the point in carrying on the way we have?
[His voice is quiet, but there's a dark undertone to it.]
I could have understood if there was a rhyme or reason, but why go after defenseless people? Why target women and children who could do nothing....
I don't care anymore, the sympathy I had is waining. The darker path is an easier one, after all I'm a sinner anyway.
[He has made a few effigies, they are of soldiers who were in the city. He had no way of knowing if the blood he was using was from living or dead ones, but it didn't really matter. This was mostly out of his frustration, and a warning to anyone else who might try to hurt what he considered his.
This scene was much different from the few times he had used them before, generally he used a pin, and only caused slight problems, his method was reversing the medical style, causing discomfort, but this time this was full out intentional harm. He was driving nails into the head of each one, though he did stop himself short of cursing their entire bloodline.]
May you not rest, even in death!