is this too real, what you're feeling now?
DATE: Day 36
CHARACTER(S): Musashi sobsnoring, Claire fuckingblondie
STATUS: Closed/Incomplete
SUMMARY: Musashi could use a little... comfort, reassurance, empathy, something like that. And there's at least one person that had liked Hiruma as much as him.
LOCATION: The Infirmary
Musashi still couldn't quite encompass it. He hadn't seen Hiruma in a while, that was true. There wasn't all that much opportunity with the lack of a football team here, and each with their jobs to attend to -- and especially now since they weren't roommates either. But to think that he was... actually gone?
Just how were you supposed to take it when your best friend was dead? And not just that, but killed so inhumanely? And when you yourself were in a position of some amount of power? Musashi didn't normally believe in revenge, but... this was Hiruma.
He didn't know. He really didn't.
But he did want to visit Claire.
So he moved toward the infirmary, looking more grim than usual. Reiri had told him he'd need to wear some sort of suit, he hadn't been paying attention to the exact kind, and that was fine with him. He didn't have much to say as they prepared him and sanitized him, and it wasn't until he stepped into the room and finally actually saw Claire, laid out on the hospital bed and looking more fragile than he'd ever seen her, that he bit his lip.
She didn't look especially like she had any answers, either.
CHARACTER(S): Musashi sobsnoring, Claire fuckingblondie
STATUS: Closed/Incomplete
SUMMARY: Musashi could use a little... comfort, reassurance, empathy, something like that. And there's at least one person that had liked Hiruma as much as him.
LOCATION: The Infirmary
Musashi still couldn't quite encompass it. He hadn't seen Hiruma in a while, that was true. There wasn't all that much opportunity with the lack of a football team here, and each with their jobs to attend to -- and especially now since they weren't roommates either. But to think that he was... actually gone?
Just how were you supposed to take it when your best friend was dead? And not just that, but killed so inhumanely? And when you yourself were in a position of some amount of power? Musashi didn't normally believe in revenge, but... this was Hiruma.
He didn't know. He really didn't.
But he did want to visit Claire.
So he moved toward the infirmary, looking more grim than usual. Reiri had told him he'd need to wear some sort of suit, he hadn't been paying attention to the exact kind, and that was fine with him. He didn't have much to say as they prepared him and sanitized him, and it wasn't until he stepped into the room and finally actually saw Claire, laid out on the hospital bed and looking more fragile than he'd ever seen her, that he bit his lip.
She didn't look especially like she had any answers, either.