Post event
[Due to the actions of the event Ritsuka is laying on the bed in his night shirt and looking at the night sky that Soubi painted on the wall two years ago. Yuiko is laying with her head on his side and Orenji is curled up at his stomach. He's idly petting her as she purrs and his ears twitch.
Internally he still feels sick from that encounter with the Major. Just a little more. Just a little more and he would have been able to crush the fat man's larynx. He holds the hand that was petting the cat in front of him and looks at it. He'd almost killed him. He'd almost killed a man. Ritsuka never really thought he'd be able to do that. He never thought he'd want to. But there is was. He'd wanted to kill the Major.
Not only had he wanted to kill him, but he was capable of it. He'd kicked through a door and almost crushed the man's larynx. He wasn't really sure how he should feel about it, but he felt sick. A slight huff of his breath and he traced the pattern of stars on the wall with his eyes. This was troublesome.]
Internally he still feels sick from that encounter with the Major. Just a little more. Just a little more and he would have been able to crush the fat man's larynx. He holds the hand that was petting the cat in front of him and looks at it. He'd almost killed him. He'd almost killed a man. Ritsuka never really thought he'd be able to do that. He never thought he'd want to. But there is was. He'd wanted to kill the Major.
Not only had he wanted to kill him, but he was capable of it. He'd kicked through a door and almost crushed the man's larynx. He wasn't really sure how he should feel about it, but he felt sick. A slight huff of his breath and he traced the pattern of stars on the wall with his eyes. This was troublesome.]