Masaomi Kida (
generalflirt) wrote1990-09-24 09:48 pm
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Appointments Post ( II )
This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. This can be used to thread with Masaomi anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).
When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place EX:
[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
Written, June 10th]
(Link to old one here)
When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place EX:
[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
Written, June 10th]
(Link to old one here)
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[He seems pretty confident Masaomi can do it, not that it's happened twice. He goes to take his seat once again by Linda. And so that happens for a while.]
[Action, March 10]
[And he nods, decidedly. And back to practicing the hand signs]
[Action, March 10]
Things like that.]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
As he's waiting for Masaomi to finish up to, he cracks open his journal and--]
[Action, March 10]
--closes it quietly, rigid.
Oh.]
[Action, March 10]
Because he's too busy practicing. Linda is eating and looks up at Shikamaru, not really getting it]
[Action, March 10]
Okay. Okay that's... Well, something he can work with. He steadies his breathing; tries to get control of the emotions ricocheting like a bullet inside his skull.
Looking absent, he stands again.]
Hey, Masaomi...
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
I need to take a rain-check. If you want to call your training good for the day, that's also fine.
[Action, March 10]
[With his eyes narrowing a bit in spite of himself. He focuses on Linda's pantomime too, given she's next to him]
[Action, March 10] 1/2
If Linda's doing anything behind him he's oblivious to it. He doesn't break eye contact, but there's nothing to fill it in the pause that follows. His fingers twitch in his pockets, searching for words to say what he wants to say, but only finding lint and metal.]
Sarutobi Asuma has returned to Luceti. [The drawl in his voice is absent, but there. Wasn't so hard. ] I need to go get my head on straight and...
[Action, March 10]
Then I suppose I have a lighter to return.
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
Or it's what he used to do. He can't live like that forever, can he? Sweeping everything under a rug when it diverges from the norm, cutting his friends out. You can't tell yourself you don't want to act like that, then make no steps to change it.
He ends up staying right where he's at, though he can't make eye contact now. One hand comes out of his pocket to run over his face, and he laughs from under it when it stops over his mouth.]
This isn't fucking fair to him.
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Mouth dry, his voice cracks around the word.]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
It's like there's never anything I can do to keep it to just that...
[Asuma could go home again tomorrow, on the whims of the world. Home to die, again.
It could happen several times like that, like how the General hinted it could be for all of them. Living and dying and not remembering any of it.
It's one thing to fail once, but when the opportunity is presented over and over again? That's not uselessness, that's despair.]
[Action, March 10]
[HE says this with a lame smile as he takes a step back and keeps a hand on his shoulder]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]
[Action, March 10]