path 12: reflecting on the reflection

[withinthemist]

Kufufufufu...

The tools of my trade are neatly lining themselves up, and soon it may be time to begin the construction.

Oya~ Perhaps I should term it "deconstruction" instead? Perhaps the pun is too cheesy~

[ooc; and he's back too~]

Comments

[not_mukuro_rly]

The words don't matter so much as the actions.

[withinthemist]

How accurate, my cute little Chrome~

And those actions will be needed of you as well.

[not_mukuro_rly]

I'll be ready, then.

[withinthemist]

That's why you are my dear little Chrome~

And of Glo Xinia~?

[not_mukuro_rly]

I guess, he likes boys, too, now.

[withinthemist]

Oya~? How interesting... and which little boy was it~?

[not_mukuro_rly]

Ah. Ken. And... me.

[withinthemist]

Kufufu, interesting~

What a frightful obsession he has for the tools I possessed first. Not unlike a spoiled child who realises his own toys can bring him nothing~

[not_mukuro_rly]

Mmm. Something like that.

[withinthemist]

Kufufu, then we will explore that weakness as we explored all his flaws of pride~