Post by Kasumi Shinoda on Dec 10, 2017 11:10:48 GMT -5
A veil of rain had fallen over the white city and now streams were running across the window glass like veins. Traces of thunder echoed through the captain’s office where the haori hung lonely over the chair’s back. In the end it had fit neither Nagisa nor her, and now that the former was gone, free to go elsewhere, Kasumi planned to take her leave as well.
Gently closing the shoji she stepped from beneath the wooden roof and into the pouring rain. The gentle licking of water against her skin felt better than she could remember. Such a burden had slid from her shoulders when she had placed down the white piece of fabric. Taking a step forward she realized that it was like getting out of a cage too small to walk in. She had tasted the life she had thought that she wanted, but it turned out to be lacking in flavor. And one could only live for others for so long.
With her hands in her pockets and Vör on her side she made her way towards the Commander’s office. The few people she passed still stopped to bow, she acknowledged them with a twist of her lips. Small smiles for them to remember and perhaps tell about sometime later on. Little gifts in forms of gestures which might help them in the future, in the hard times to come.
“Knock, knock.” Her knuckles never touched the wood. Leaning with her shoulder against the wall she looked inside the office. Small puddles of water formed themselves beneath her feet. A wide grin showed off her pretty teeth. Lazily pinpointing Shun she kept her gaze on him for a while. The thunder kept on rolling in the silence between them. She enjoyed that.
“I’ve been to Hueco Mundo last night. It’s pretty there, in a brutal way.” Pensively throwing a look out of the window she straightened up and entered the room. In the brief reflection she could see her hair being more of a mess than usual. The sight caused her hand to feel through some of the wet locks. After a second, however, she froze and let them be.
“Still, it’s not exactly that, you know.” she caught his gaze, holding it with her bright eyes. “And of all people you should know it best.”
Being pretty certain that he had no trouble understanding her, she let him soak in her words. There was an unnatural amount of patience coming from her. Unlike these past weeks she felt no urge to push the matter, to run through this moment like she had been dashing through everything on her way so far. Even the hunger she had felt growing into a slowly burning madness had settled.
“I’m bored, Shun. Somehow I’ve lost interest in this cause, in this place.. it’s been fun, but I want something new.”
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Gently closing the shoji she stepped from beneath the wooden roof and into the pouring rain. The gentle licking of water against her skin felt better than she could remember. Such a burden had slid from her shoulders when she had placed down the white piece of fabric. Taking a step forward she realized that it was like getting out of a cage too small to walk in. She had tasted the life she had thought that she wanted, but it turned out to be lacking in flavor. And one could only live for others for so long.
With her hands in her pockets and Vör on her side she made her way towards the Commander’s office. The few people she passed still stopped to bow, she acknowledged them with a twist of her lips. Small smiles for them to remember and perhaps tell about sometime later on. Little gifts in forms of gestures which might help them in the future, in the hard times to come.
“Knock, knock.” Her knuckles never touched the wood. Leaning with her shoulder against the wall she looked inside the office. Small puddles of water formed themselves beneath her feet. A wide grin showed off her pretty teeth. Lazily pinpointing Shun she kept her gaze on him for a while. The thunder kept on rolling in the silence between them. She enjoyed that.
“I’ve been to Hueco Mundo last night. It’s pretty there, in a brutal way.” Pensively throwing a look out of the window she straightened up and entered the room. In the brief reflection she could see her hair being more of a mess than usual. The sight caused her hand to feel through some of the wet locks. After a second, however, she froze and let them be.
“Still, it’s not exactly that, you know.” she caught his gaze, holding it with her bright eyes. “And of all people you should know it best.”
Being pretty certain that he had no trouble understanding her, she let him soak in her words. There was an unnatural amount of patience coming from her. Unlike these past weeks she felt no urge to push the matter, to run through this moment like she had been dashing through everything on her way so far. Even the hunger she had felt growing into a slowly burning madness had settled.
“I’m bored, Shun. Somehow I’ve lost interest in this cause, in this place.. it’s been fun, but I want something new.”
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