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destinystrings2013-01-24 07:55 pm
drakenguard) wrote in destinystrings2013-01-24 07:55 pm
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[CLOSED] Celebration Time, COME ON!
Who: Yamato Hotsuin and Shura demifemme
Where: Taurus Ward
When: Night on the day of Shura's Tournament Match
Summary: Celebratory night out on one of Yamato's rare days off
Warnings: Taurus ward so...yes.
The sky was completely dark at this time in the early evening, and the temperature was dropping with each passing minute. Yamato was not in his usual long coat, but instead in a warm looking winter coat with a thick, pale coloured scarf topping the ensemble. His JP's uniform was mostly for show, not for warmth, and he didn't do too well in the cold.
He was standing on the edge of the Taurus Ward, looking as severe as usual. He was ten minutes early for his and Shura's meeting time, waiting beneath a tall looking street lamp. He didn't look impatient, and actually seemed to be lost in thought, gazing up at the dark sky with his arms crossed over his chest.
Hm, it was even starting to snow a little...
demifemmeWhere: Taurus Ward
When: Night on the day of Shura's Tournament Match
Summary: Celebratory night out on one of Yamato's rare days off
Warnings: Taurus ward so...yes.
The sky was completely dark at this time in the early evening, and the temperature was dropping with each passing minute. Yamato was not in his usual long coat, but instead in a warm looking winter coat with a thick, pale coloured scarf topping the ensemble. His JP's uniform was mostly for show, not for warmth, and he didn't do too well in the cold.
He was standing on the edge of the Taurus Ward, looking as severe as usual. He was ten minutes early for his and Shura's meeting time, waiting beneath a tall looking street lamp. He didn't look impatient, and actually seemed to be lost in thought, gazing up at the dark sky with his arms crossed over his chest.
Hm, it was even starting to snow a little...
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Yamato was well aware that he more than qualified for that label. He didn't care, since he had to be harsh and merciless as Chief of JP's. He didn't like sending people to their deaths, but if it was necessary he didn't lose sleep over it. They had been too weak to stay alive, and if they died fulfilling their duty, there was no less admirable death.
However, that didn't mean he wanted to be an asshole to Kaito. Well, not to the extent where it would damage their already delicate relationship even more. As much as he was confused over him, he - well, he felt that avoiding him at being rejected would be the appropriate thing to do, but apparently Kaito didn't want that so-
Urrrrrgh. Relationships were hard.
"...I see," he murmured quietly, taking a contemplative sip of his drink. "I do not want to chase him away, but neither do I feel it is appropriate to... pretend as if there isn't anything there either. Hypothetically," he added belatedly. "I... don't know how I feel about it."
He suddenly laughed, and rubbed at his forehead. "My apologies, this isn't a very celebratory topic..."
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"...but I am aware that emotions can give one strength in their ideals, if they allow it."
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Maybe he had too much. His tongue was much too loose tonight.
"Hah, so yes, an ideal can count as an emotion, if you want to look at it that way."
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"... y'know, I have no idea where I was going with that. Just remember not to be an asshole. That sounds important." Nod nod.
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