kashuu catchall

[disingenuous]

will kashuu sing a song this game

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[disingenuous]

[ It takes a moment, but she manages a small smile. ]

Tomorrow won't be pretty, but it'll be a little better if we can find what needs to be cut down.

[ Staining things a little red isn't something either of them are too unused to. ]

[slashay]

[He's pretty much of the same exact opinion, there. If they can find what needs to be cut down, things won't be - fixed. But it'll be easier to swallow, even if it's a situation like last week and whoever is responsible didn't act in their clear mind.]

...Kinda wish I'd picked out something nicer to wear now, though.

[FOR BUZEN'S FUNERAL.]

[disingenuous]

There's still time. What better time to dress to kill?

[ Even if the one who killed Buzen was compelled to, whose emotions and thoughts were manipulated, it doesn't erase the feeling of loss. It won't be fair, but things can't be so clean cut even with swords. ]

We can pick out something else for you. An outfit change, if you want.

[ he can have two (2) trial outfits. ]

[slashay]

[He sure wishes they could be, honestly. He's a straightforward sword that likes things that are easy to parse.]

Hah - even Buzen might've scolded me for doing too much if I did something like that.

[The absolute hilarity of him disappearing behind the privacy screen and coming out with a different outfit, though.]

I'll figure something out.

[disingenuous]

Is it too much?

[ Also, Buzen is dead. ]

If it helps you feel better in a time when you're hurting. I don't think so, but use your best judgment.

[ Roxana doesn't think it's disrespectful if he's not doing it to detract from anything. ]

[slashay]

[Buzen is so dead. Kashuu may just consider turning up with a second outfit after all.]

...Thanks, Roxana. Seriously. Um - I'm not really good at talks like this, but... I think it'd be a lot harder to face tomorrow without being able to have 'em.

[disingenuous]

You don't have to be good at them. I would have been fine, sitting here with you, but I'm grateful you're willing.

[ She thinks, for someone who seems so tactile, that being alone would be worse. ]

We'll face tomorrow together.

[ She slips her arms around him in a loose hug. ]

[slashay]

[Being alone would certainly be worse, so he's glad, for this. He just rests his head against her shoulder for a second.]

...Yeah. We'll be able to do it.

[AND THEY ACTUALLY DO BUT NOTHING FEELS BETTER.]