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[masterbaited]

[another day, another morning, another barely controlled breakdown waiting to happen]

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[comesfirst]

[good morning to you too.

meanwhile: a boy is fighting off zombies. he does this by knotting his fingers together, chanting, and expelling their souls forcefully from their bodies, which means he's leaving a trail of rotten corpses behind him as he makes his way into camp.

consider it a gift]

[masterbaited]

[his head jerks up the moment he feels Takaya's presence and he's out the door running, all else completely forgotten]

[comesfirst]

[being pretty loud on a spiritual level! and possibly just in general]

Just give up already! Geez!

[masterbaited]

[stops a short distance away, catching his breath as he watches the boy take down one zombie after another]

Kagetora-sama-!

[comesfirst]

[freezes]

[masterbaited]

[just stares, unable to take that next step as the pain and hurt and longing and joy and all of the other emotions well up inside him, threatening to burst]

[comesfirst]

. . .

[closes his eyes and chants again-- and every zombie in the area falls, like puppets with their strings cut]

[masterbaited]

[the feeling of awe that Kagetora seems to so easily inspire with his power stabs at Naoe's heart and it takes every effort to squash his reaction to it down]

. . . Takaya-san.

[comesfirst]

[. . . looks up]

Naoe.

[masterbaited]

It's good to see that you're well.

[comesfirst]

--I'm fine. What are you doing here?

[masterbaited]

I was brought here.

[comesfirst]

. . .

Working for somebody else again?

[masterbaited]

[flinches inwardly]

I was.

[comesfirst]

Right. 'course.

[masterbaited]

Why are you here?