Nov 21, 2017
h-hewwo????
Oh. He. Did. Not. Gods help him so that he does not kill a Hoshidan Prince and ruin a fragile alliance.
Just shoves a bag over his head to displace the aggression.
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h-hewwo????
Oh. He. Did. Not. Gods help him so that he does not kill a Hoshidan Prince and ruin a fragile alliance.
Just shoves a bag over his head to displace the aggression.
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He called his names several times, but the prince seemed far too immersed in his training. Laslow could leave him alone, but this was too important to wait on; he might not get another chance. That settles it. He’ll make one last attempt-- a loud one.
“Prince Takumi!”
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“Good, don't even think about doing it!” Kisaragi exclaims in response, closing his eyes out of pure bliss as his father messes up his hair. He knows it's difficult for his dad to act like… well, a dad, but despite that, Kisaragi knows that he loves him.
“No matter what, I want us to to be always together! But first… I want to make sure that you and Hoshido are safe.” His gaze hardens when he finishes, but the grimace tugging at his lips never surface as he forces it into a smile instead. He doesn't want to worry his dad like that, he definitely doesn't need to think of bad things! “So, how about we have some quality father-son time? You know that I like hunting a lot, but… we should try doing your hobbies, dad!”
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“A burdened heart...sinks into the ground...a veil falls away without a sound, not day or night, wrong nor right, for truth and peace you fight! Sing with me a song, of silence and blood...the rain falls, but can’t wash away the mud! Within my ancient heart dwells madness and pride...can no one, hear my cry?”
“Yes...that sounds about right. Shigure will be happy with the new harmony I added for him!”
“Huh? I-is someone there?”
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Shigure sat on a lone stump in the middle of the wooded forest, staring at his notebook. The way the beautiful pink trees glistened against the silver moon was a sight he had to draw, and he focused intently on the piece of paper before him. It was turning out perfectly; a masterpiece he was increasingly proud of, and he smiled inwardly to himself as he worked. He was zoned out, lost to the world as he worked on his work. It was almost like nothing could pull him from his deep trance... Thwak! ... Thwak! ... Thwak!
Perhaps there was something that could pull him from it after all. He shut his book and furrowed his eyebrow. There was no way he could work diligently when someone was shooting arrows nearby. At this time of night? Shigure turned towards the direction the sound came from, and wondered who was odd enough to be training until the dawn. “Excuse me, but I was working over there, and kept getting distracted by your bow. Could you please-” The focus of who was there finally came to a realization to Shigure. Even if it was too dark to see the whole person, there was only one person with a large, glowing bow. “Lord Takumi? What are you doing up so late?”
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“Y-You really think so, dad?” Kisaragi questions, his voice cracking slightly as he speaks. He’s heard different words of criticism echo in his head everyday-- he keeps them in mind every time he goes out hunting, and he reminds himself to relax his muscles, stand up straight-- but ends up becoming more tense. Glancing over his shoulder to see his father’s smile and reassuring hand on his shoulder, Kisaragi can’t help but break out into a wide smile. “It’s... an honor to hear that, really! I dunno if I can surpass you though, or if I would ever be worthy of wielding Fuujin!”
“I’ll make sure to do that! But you should take your own advice! No doubting yourself either! You have to imagine me telling me you’re the best, because you are the best!” Kisaragi declares, grinning at his father as he strokes his chin in thought. Playfully, he scrutinizes his father’s figure to look for other things he can “improve”. After his little inspection, he bounces closer and presses his thumbs against the ends of his father’s smile, and pinches them to make an even bigger smile. “You might need some smiling lessons, though,” The archer jokes before freeing his father’s mouth in order to wraps his arms around him in a loving embrace. “I love you dad, I really do... but one question! Do you wanna do some hunting?”