[ Those mismatched eyes don’t meet Matoba’s gaze when he notes their difference; Rokurou’s attention has slid down to man’s hidden hands again. Contemplation of odds. Ultimately, while he can be rash, he isn’t stupid enough to mess around when he hasn’t confirmed that everyone’s on the same playing field of being messed with.
He strolls. A kick of hakama flutters as he circles around the other man and toward the tombstone. If he’s a bird it’s one of prey, judging the strike distance while preserving it.
Strong? Maybe. Strange glee thunders in his heart at he studies the stranger, vaguely manic in the thrill of having found someone interesting. Some of his senses may have been dulled by someone’s tampering but they haven’t touched his instincts. Bloodhound sharp, he can smell a challenge. ]
Wow, so rude. If there is someone down here, [ his sandal crosses over the plot, ] I bet they’re pretty offended.
[ He steps behind the headstone to pat it as if consoling a good friend, ]
You should apologize. Properly. Say his name and address how you were wrong.
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He strolls. A kick of hakama flutters as he circles around the other man and toward the tombstone. If he’s a bird it’s one of prey, judging the strike distance while preserving it.
Strong? Maybe. Strange glee thunders in his heart at he studies the stranger, vaguely manic in the thrill of having found someone interesting. Some of his senses may have been dulled by someone’s tampering but they haven’t touched his instincts. Bloodhound sharp, he can smell a challenge. ]
Wow, so rude. If there is someone down here, [ his sandal crosses over the plot, ] I bet they’re pretty offended.
[ He steps behind the headstone to pat it as if consoling a good friend, ]
You should apologize. Properly. Say his name and address how you were wrong.