じゅう いち}{Video | Archaic Japanese}{

[fuuga_chou]

}{Fluttering on, the video catches the man's profile. He's awake it seems, staring rather blindly upward, touching his face as if he were making sure it was solid. Were real. A sigh lapses from him, flinching as he feels coldness in a breeze through the windowsill and the touch of a snowflake on his nose.}{Oh.. I slept right through Summer, even

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[ksuriuri_san]

For someone... so cheerful... You certainly have dismal thoughts... Anji-san.

[Oh no, Anji was far from alone in the room. In the very second it would take him to blink, there was the Medicine Seller, hands folded on his lap, fixing the other man with an unreadable stare.]

... Dismal for someone... who has eluded dying.

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[fuuga_chou]

[Blind without his specks he hadn't the sense nor the sight to know the MS had been there at his bedside.]

UWAH!

[The man nearly jumped out of his bare skin and clutched to the side-railing of the bed, staring out, seeing a familiar-looking blur. His fairy-friend was the most colorful specter he had ever seen, it was really no mistake who he was.]

A-ah! Yōsei-san, o..ohayo.

[He thought it was morning anyway. OK well it was dark, so maybe not.]

I didn't.. mean it that way! In a negative sense that is.

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[ksuriuri_san]

[Of course, there was no reaction from the Medicine Seller, smiling now only faintly under the false smile 'painted' on his face.

But it was a smile nonetheless]

Oh? Some would find the idea... of things moving on... as they always have been... without them, to be a rather...

Unsettling thought.

[He paused, before continuing again]

You have only been out for a few days.

Longer... than I expected. Yet still not as long... as the weather would suggest.

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[fuuga_chou]

[A sheepish laugh left him as he ruffled the tufts of auburn in his hair.]

I guess I an just a unshakable mountain, you could say.

[Really he was just too accepting of what nature and life had in store for him. However this place still had him baffled and it defied nature completely. A hard blink left him.]

You mean.. this weather is just fickle?

Say, you know.. in the Colony, weather is regulated somewhat like this.. Only..

It's sectioned off depending on where you go.

By the river it is summer.

In the city it is spring.

And.. where Anji lived, in the mountains, it was winter and fall..

Depending on what side of the mountain one was on, that is.

[tetsuzansen]

...Oi. Was too damn quiet around here without you.

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[fuuga_chou]

[He was sitting at the edge of his bed, gazing without so much sight as he was feeling, through the window to the false winter outside.]

A-re?

[Her voice brought the first genuine smile to his lips as he turned to look over his shoulder, waving a good morning.. or night, with the flutter of his fingers.]

I hope your ears enjoyed the vacation, Onee-san.

[tetsuzansen]

[A small smile twitched onto her lips as she sidled into the room. It had hurt far worse than she'd ever expected to lose him, but, well... maybe this place was good for something after all.]

Little too quiet. Guess I'm getting used to your yapping all the time.

[After a brief pause in which she dug around in her right sleeve, she closed the distance between them and held up his glasses for him to (maybe) see.]

Gimme your hand, I brought you your glasses.

[fuuga_chou]

[The little glimmer of light reflecting off the lenses caught his sight as least.]

Or you're going deaf.

[He jeered, reaching up for the specks. Yet instead of taking them right away from her his fingertips cinched through her's, causing the glasses to drop into his other palm.]

Yet not enough to have not heard my departure at least.

[Apologetic was not the word to describe his expression. Knitting his brows over a wry smile, he knew he had committed some great injustice by letting himself go like that. And in front of her no less. She was his idol after all, he never wanted to appear weak before her. Let alone die in such a way.]

Gomen.

[Putting it lightly as he held her hand, he set his specks upon the bridge of his nose and placed her grasp down in his lap, his hand folded over her's.]

I didn't keep my word.

[stoner_ninja]

You're alive! Guess the vacation isn't so permanent.

[fuuga_chou]

Ksh!

It was merely a frontier!

The 8 Gods likely couldn't take my vast array of questions, so they threw me back.. GAH HA HA HA!!

[stoner_ninja]

You drove the Gods crazy!?

That's kinda fuck up, man.

[fuuga_chou]

Unsure!

But plausible!

How did you fair while Anji was away?

Is the flat on fire?

[skybound_love]

Death here is more of a foot-note.

[fuuga_chou]

Un.

So I experienced.

[skybound_love]

How did Tyki get those butterflies into you?

[fuuga_chou]

I thought when I first saw it... that the chou were my own.

Merely.. possessed by his touch to revolt against me.

Touch.. ah.

That what it, I remember now.

He touched my heart with a hand that passed through me, just like a translucent spirit.

That is all I recall before I cut off his head and I...

...

...

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[kyur4_th_itch]

You sound sad...

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[fuuga_chou]

Oh!

No, no no, just.. pondering really.

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[kyur4_th_itch]

Ah... I see. I can't really understand you when you speak.

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[fuuga_chou]

Ah!

That's my bad.

I'll try to be more clear for you, though eh..

I was not aware you could not speak my language.