[The feet cuts on abruptly and for the most part it's upside down, with quite a bit of snow rolling through the feed. The watch probably fell out of someone's pocket before hitting the ground and turning on. At least it looks that way. Kenshin can be seen at a distance from the camera, posed absolutely motionless as one hand hovers over the hilt of ( Read more... )

[By now, it's dark out, and it shows in the feed. The moonlight is just barely casting enough light for Kenshin's figure to show up against the starlit sky. He's not at home, and his surroundings seem to indicate that he's where the corn maze might have once existed. Though hardly visible, it's almost certain that his eyes are fixed somewhere off ( Read more... )

[Currently, there's a small redheaded swordsman standing curiously at the river's edge. His sleeves are rolled up, fastened back in a traditional manner, with a wooden bucket filled with assorted laundry. Apparently, like usual he's been charged with doing the laundry -- both his and Sanosuke's at least ( Read more... )

[Trains aren't entirely new to Kenshin, but finding himself on one, and then on a strange train platform? Not something he's familiar or all that comfortable with. As he steps off the train he lifts the small pocket watch in his hand, and flips it open much to his surprise. The change in expression is minor, as his eyes widen at the inside of ( Read more... )