[Accidental Video] [Week 21, Day 2]
Oh my….where in the world am I? [A soft voice on the younger side can be heard as the screen stares skyward into green leaves then abruptly downwards as it is knocked out of a tree and lands on the grass below. And from its new vantage point it unmasks the identity of the voice’s owner, a young boy dressed all in blue, face pulled into an unrelenting grin. Sitting lazily on a branch he peeks down after the device] ….hmm...I wonder what that thing was...
[He shrugs and laughs, eyes drawing closed with his ever cheerful smile] How very strange this all is! Maybe I should invest in a map. [Chuckling. None of this really worries him at all. Even though he knows there’s no WAY he could have gotten lost between the village and Kyoto.]
[Blue eyes open and he jumps off the branch and lands near the hitomi, stooping to gather it up] Ah well. It can’t be helped. If I am lost I will simply have to go about finding myself before Shishio-san becomes impatient.
[On that note he casts his eyes down to the cracked kotetsu in his other hand, the blade beyond repair] And this…well this is unfortunate…
[He tilts his head and shrugs again with a laugh] I guess its really not my fault. It was Himura who cracked it and its not my blade so really its none of my concern [though , he thinks to himself, I suppose I’ll keep it on me in case Shishio-san still wants it. It might come in handy in measuring the Battousai’s true strength]
Now. [He balls one hand into a fist and lightly drops it into the open palm of his other hand] Where to start.
[He shrugs and laughs, eyes drawing closed with his ever cheerful smile] How very strange this all is! Maybe I should invest in a map. [Chuckling. None of this really worries him at all. Even though he knows there’s no WAY he could have gotten lost between the village and Kyoto.]
[Blue eyes open and he jumps off the branch and lands near the hitomi, stooping to gather it up] Ah well. It can’t be helped. If I am lost I will simply have to go about finding myself before Shishio-san becomes impatient.
[On that note he casts his eyes down to the cracked kotetsu in his other hand, the blade beyond repair] And this…well this is unfortunate…
[He tilts his head and shrugs again with a laugh] I guess its really not my fault. It was Himura who cracked it and its not my blade so really its none of my concern [though , he thinks to himself, I suppose I’ll keep it on me in case Shishio-san still wants it. It might come in handy in measuring the Battousai’s true strength]
Now. [He balls one hand into a fist and lightly drops it into the open palm of his other hand] Where to start.