drakenguard: (lowered gaze)
Yamato Hotsuin ([personal profile] drakenguard) wrote in [community profile] destinystrings2012-09-10 10:57 pm

01: Exploring!

Who: Yamato Hotsuin and YOU
Where: Libra Area
Summary: Yamato exploring the surroundings of where he lives. Stop being a hermit, Yamoeto.
Warnings: Verboseness None!



It had taken some internal coaxing, but Yamato finally decided to explore the surrounding area. He could hardly reside in a place where he was ignorant of the local geography after all. What are the main buildings, what is the population of people, what is the strategic and defensive capabilities of such an area, etc, etc...

Normally his subordinates carried out such checks, but Yamato knew how to do it himself. It was strange to do it without a gaggle of peons at his heels, though, clucking and chattering about this and that. He actually felt a bit...naked without them. He never realised how vulnerable he felt without them.

Not to say that he couldn't defend himself. He could. It still just felt odd not to have his usual resources at his command. To begin from scratch... although not that Yamato was planning on starting from scratch. What was the point...? This wasn't Japan, and he had no stakes in defending this strange place from threats - not unless it was to preserve his own renewed life.

Without a purpose...it was both terrifying and liberating. He could choose his own purpose now, although Yamato hadn't the slightest clue on where to begin.

So he wandered Libra's streets, hoping he would stumble across something at the very least.
blitzkriegzwei: (peeved)

[personal profile] blitzkriegzwei 2012-09-13 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Ludwig wasn't entirely sure what to think about Yamato trusting demons more than humans. He must have great experience with supernatural forces to trust them so... "Yes, once contracted. But I imagine it can be a bit of a mess actually getting them into a contract, or at least it sounds like it would be."
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[personal profile] blitzkriegzwei 2012-09-14 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"You're quite well-versed in demon interactions," Ludwig noted. "Then again, I'm not surprised. You did tell me that you had demons assisting you in battle, after all. You must know a lot about them to use them effectively."
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[personal profile] blitzkriegzwei 2012-09-15 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Pawns?" Ludwig would have preferred the term "soldiers," but did contracted demons really count as soldiers or an army? "Well, I suppose that's one way to put them. They seem to make good soldiers, if they count as such."
blitzkriegzwei: (peeved 2)

[personal profile] blitzkriegzwei 2012-09-16 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"...Define 'common rabble.'" Uh oh, they were getting a little close to one of Ludwig's buttons. "Do you mean ordinary human soldiers?" Ludwig was a little too close to his people to just dismiss them as "rabble." He had a feeling that some other nations might have, though.
blitzkriegzwei: (exasperated sweatdrop >_>)

[personal profile] blitzkriegzwei 2012-09-17 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Ludwig was initially left without words. What was all this about now? He had no idea what to think about all this stuff about a higher purpose and the stagnation of society. "The 'common people' aren't quite so useless. They affect everything and are affected by everything." He said this as a being whose common people were his bottom line. If something was affecting the people at large, it was going to affect him too. "I can't say I'm sure I understand what you're going on about."
blitzkriegzwei: (tired)

[personal profile] blitzkriegzwei 2012-09-17 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
This man was thoroughly impossible to read. One minute he was going on and on about people not reaching their full potential, the next minute he was dead silent. Ludwig acknowledged the ending of that train of thought with an "If you say so."
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[personal profile] blitzkriegzwei 2012-09-24 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose that is all. Take care." Ludwig couldn't help but feel shut down again, but he'd addressed all he could think of. Well, all conversations had to end somewhere.