seishirou ❀ 001

[treefeeding]

Who: Sei-chan and YOU
Where: Espoir
Style: Either is fine with me!
Status: OPEN

[Sunset over Espoir finds Seishirou Sakurazuka taking a seat on a bench in the central plaza, looking towards the church. He crosses his legs as he pulls a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his coat pocket, sliding one out and setting it between his lips. Once it's lit

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[seishiromustdie]

It must have been fate, or that witch would have said inevitable. Kamui did not expect to see Seishirou on his errands. The sun was setting, and the crowds of people were scarce. It was perfect time to roam about and not be bothered.The vampire walked through the village with purpose, but even in his quick strides, his eyes could not ignore the very familiar sight of the man on bench with a cigarette and sunglasses. Kamui stopped cold in his tracks, staring at the other.

Seishirou.

His appearance was slightly different from the man he knew from his world, but there was no mistaking this aura. This was Seishirou!

[seishiromustdie]

Panic ran through the vampire's body. This was not the Seishirou from his world, but still the other was potentially dangerous to Subaru, and he couldn't allow that. He couldn't allow this person to walk around Somarium freely, he would not allow it.

His body was moving, before his mind could keep up. Coming up behind the smoking assassin, and giving the back of the bench a swift kick, sending it flying off the bolts that held it on to the ground.He knew that Seishirou would sense him way before the kick connected, so he would be able to avoid it. If the assasin turned around to look at Kamui he would see that the vampire was glaring at him, as if trying to mentally rip out his heart with his eyes. His blue eyes swirling with gold.

"...you." The brunette said, lowly.

[treefeeding]

Indeed, Seishirou could sense an approaching presence behind him; he'd stood up before the kick connected, turning to face the aggressor. For a moment, he, like many others, assumed that this was the Kamui he was familiar with. But he realized very quickly that this could not be the case. There was a complete lack of the familiar connection that a Dragon--on either side--would have to Kamui. And besides, he was fairly certain that Kamui's eyes didn't do that.

But Subaru-kun had mentioned another Kamui earlier, hadn't he? One from another world where he was, by some odd twist of fate, Subaru's twin. So he was getting a chance to meet him first-hand, it seemed. Well, better sooner than later, he supposed.

"Kamui, I assume?" It was less a question than a statement. His smile was far too sunny for the situation.

[seishiromustdie]

He hated that smile. That ugly smirk that was so condescending.It seemed this Seishirou was no different from the one from his world. It was almost true what Sorata said. People from other worlds were the "same", but yet essentially they were. Sharing both name and soul died them down to same traits. Same nasty habits.

"...Like you don't know." Kamui spat back. His temper getting best of him. He had no idea if Seishiro knew whether he was the Kamui from his world, but he was sure the assassin had some idea that he wasn't.

"...So you've finally come." The vampire added, fist clenched at his side. He was fully prepared to get rid of this Seishirou, even if Subaru would hate him for it. His hands opened up and his nails started to extend into sharp talons."...too bad it'll be a short visit."

[seekingbody]

[ Alphonse is in the middle of an errand. He'd just finished buying a bunch of supplies for Aya's bakery, and was on his way back with an armful of grocery bags! It's a little hard to see the ground over all these groceries, and he stumbles over a bump, dropping one of the bags. Quite a few baking utensils spill out right in front of Seishirou. ]

Oh no! I'm so sorry.

[treefeeding]

[Oh hello, giant...talking...suit of armor. This actually surprises even Seishirou. Luckily though, on the rare occasion that he does have such a reaction, he's good at covering it up. This is a different world, so why shouldn't there be talking suits of armor? Perhaps a spell of some sort? At any rate, he shakes his head, smiling.]

No need to apologize. Here, let me help.

[He pushes himself off the bench, kneeling down and beginning to collect the supplies which had fallen to the ground.]

[seekingbody]

[ Yes, a giant armor that sounds like a little 14 year old boy, no less... ]

Ah! Thank you!

[ You really don't have to, mister. But he appreciates the gesture all the same. ]

[treefeeding]

[No, no, Seishirou's a nice guy! No he isn't. He wants to help!]

It's no problem at all.

[Small-boy-sounding suit of armor gets the full effect of his sunny, grin when he stands up again, returning the utensils to their proper place.]

Planning to do a lot of cooking?