Byakuya's Event (super_powers)
[[OoC: An event post I felt was better placed in his journal as opposed to the actual comm because there isn't a lot of room for interaction. Post in the comm is here.]]
[He walks down to the court yard, blinking as the tents seem to glow in the early morning sun. He doesn't recall the school ever having such an event before, but perhaps it is new. Regardless, he knows what this is upon sight. Who is selling. What prices they want for what they sell. It was something he couldn't let himself or the students fall into.
And yet, who was to stop them from purchasing what they liked? So long as their souls weren't taken, he had no right to try and stop any of this. He will set an example though, determined not to allow any of the students to be harmed by this event.
But his resolve is suddenly shaken when, as he approaches one stall, he sees something he knows he shouldn't be seeing. It is none other than Hisana, the woman he loves. Healthy, happy, noticing him and smiling.
It shouldn't be true. She shouldn't be alive. She died so long ago, and yet here she was standing in front of him, contradicting her illness, her death, and waiting for him with the calling of a name. His name.]
Lord Byakuya.
[That's all she says. That's all she has to say for him to approach her swiftly, and just when he's about to reach out and embrace her he's stopped. A merchant, holding out his hand, asking for something. Byakuya listens, nodding before his scarf is carefully taken from around his neck. The long white fabric is folded neatly and handed to the merchant, a nod before Hisana walks forward and offers her hand to Byakuya. He takes it, eyes widening at the touch. Real. Her hand was warm, soft-skinned, just as he remembered it. Hisana is in front of him, Hisana is with him again...
Although it might not show on his face, Byakuya knows he hasn't been this happy since he was with Hisana last. But now as he walks with her, stops and sits by her under a tree to enjoy the morning sun, he only brings himself to utter her name in return.]
Hisana...
[He walks down to the court yard, blinking as the tents seem to glow in the early morning sun. He doesn't recall the school ever having such an event before, but perhaps it is new. Regardless, he knows what this is upon sight. Who is selling. What prices they want for what they sell. It was something he couldn't let himself or the students fall into.
And yet, who was to stop them from purchasing what they liked? So long as their souls weren't taken, he had no right to try and stop any of this. He will set an example though, determined not to allow any of the students to be harmed by this event.
But his resolve is suddenly shaken when, as he approaches one stall, he sees something he knows he shouldn't be seeing. It is none other than Hisana, the woman he loves. Healthy, happy, noticing him and smiling.
It shouldn't be true. She shouldn't be alive. She died so long ago, and yet here she was standing in front of him, contradicting her illness, her death, and waiting for him with the calling of a name. His name.]
Lord Byakuya.
[That's all she says. That's all she has to say for him to approach her swiftly, and just when he's about to reach out and embrace her he's stopped. A merchant, holding out his hand, asking for something. Byakuya listens, nodding before his scarf is carefully taken from around his neck. The long white fabric is folded neatly and handed to the merchant, a nod before Hisana walks forward and offers her hand to Byakuya. He takes it, eyes widening at the touch. Real. Her hand was warm, soft-skinned, just as he remembered it. Hisana is in front of him, Hisana is with him again...
Although it might not show on his face, Byakuya knows he hasn't been this happy since he was with Hisana last. But now as he walks with her, stops and sits by her under a tree to enjoy the morning sun, he only brings himself to utter her name in return.]
Hisana...