Killing me softly with his song...
Who: Seishirou, Subaru
Where: Subaru's apartment.
Style: Third
Status: Closed. Backdated from here.
Subaru clicked off the Dreamberry and lifted his hand. No, considering this was the only way for him to communicate with others in this strange place, throwing it across the room might not be the best idea ever. But... he clenched his fists, and took a deep breath.
How dare he? How dare Seishirou just turned up here as if nothing had happened, as if he had not just used Subaru to kill him...
The marks on the back of his hands, those that had faded with Seishirou's death, had flared alive once more, acknowledging the presence of the one who had left them there so many years ago.
"Seishirou-san..."
Where: Subaru's apartment.
Style: Third
Status: Closed. Backdated from here.
Subaru clicked off the Dreamberry and lifted his hand. No, considering this was the only way for him to communicate with others in this strange place, throwing it across the room might not be the best idea ever. But... he clenched his fists, and took a deep breath.
How dare he? How dare Seishirou just turned up here as if nothing had happened, as if he had not just used Subaru to kill him...
The marks on the back of his hands, those that had faded with Seishirou's death, had flared alive once more, acknowledging the presence of the one who had left them there so many years ago.
"Seishirou-san..."