uruha catchall

[florescences]

mr. 30 something teen looking samurai boy

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[florescences]

[ WELL..... I FEEL LIKE HE'S PRETTY YOU am i wrong ]

They must be especially good at staying hidden. Was it an unfortunate accident for you, or did they manage to take you out from the shadows?

[kumeyuri]

[cease]

... They started launching full-out attacks on the fortresses where the Kamunabi had sent us into hiding. Mine was the first, and I fled to Samura-san's to regroup with him. I died after the attack there.

[florescences]

I'm sorry, Yoji. At least... if we do get to return like they said, you'll be able to do something about it.

[ or at least, she hopes. ]

[kumeyuri]

[he breathes out.]

That's the plan. Although I'd need to arrange to be revived somewhere else, since sending me back there will just get me killed again. Luckily, that's apparently something they can do... and it'll be as though I never died in the first place, so my contract with Kumeyuri shouldn't be broken.

[florescences]

[ she squeezes his hand. ]

I know you'll succeed, especially if you can alter how you return. You'll undermine them, for sure.

[kumeyuri]

... Mm. I'd rather not lose to Rokuhira-san's murderers.

[his duty comes before that, given that the hishaku have blatantly had no qualms about murdering innocents, but. on an emotional level, there's that.]

[florescences]

[ duty is important, but when it coincides with an emotional want, it's better. ]

I have faith in you. [ based on what, when she still knows so little about the hishaku, but she knows uruha enough to want to believe in him. ] Who is Rokuhira to you?

[kumeyuri]

[perks up]

Rokuhira-san was the greatest man I knew. [a little starry-eyed... it'd be more but he's tired today.] Being entrusted with Kumeyuri—to fight in his name on the battlefield—was the biggest honour of my life.

[florescences]

[ her smile is warm, fond. at least now she knows there's an avenue for distraction or to lift uruha's mood, if she ever needs it. ]

He sounds like an amazing person to have such admiration from you.

[kumeyuri]

[he will gladly talk about rokuhira, whenever.]

He was. His composure was unreal, and he was a good man, all around. Kind-hearted and friendly.

[florescences]

[ yay, elysia loves to see love. ]

Do you know how he chose the people to give those special swords to?

[kumeyuri]

We were all sword users of repute from even before the war—he couldn't afford to give the blades to someone who didn't have the skill to wield it.

[matter of fact. uruha hardly thinks he's the greatest swordsman around, but he knows he's good with the status to go with it.]

And he chose those whom he trusted to represent his beliefs on the battlefield. Vanquish evil, and protect the weak.

[florescences]

[ she doesn't think uruha is full of himself, but she doesn't think he belittles himself too much either. ]

Those are some strong ideals. Are those beliefs you live by, too?

[kumeyuri]

Yeah. Rokuhira-san wouldn't have trusted me if I didn't, I'm sure.