uruha catchall

[florescences]

mr. 30 something teen looking samurai boy

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[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.