031 - [trapped in a maze of relationships]

[tsuntempesta]

[Someone else seemed lost in the fog. . .and he seemed absolutely frantic over it. Not over himself however, but for someone else.]

". . .JUUDAIME!! JUUDAIME!!"

[The cries were loud, and there was a noticeable trill of fear in them. He sounded almost as if he were in tears. . .]

". . . J-Juudaime. . I don't. . . don't leave me. . .W-Where. . .!!" 

[Those were definitely some sobs now. Something was very clearly wrong, here. . .]

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[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

[He just smiles a little in return.]

". . You'd better."

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

{The smile doesn't fade as he fiddles with the red strings wound through the wire on his wrists.}

[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

" . . What's that?"

[His attention was drawn to the wires now, gazing at them curiously.]

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

Just jewelry.

[The wires are wrapped with a lot of read and almost as much orange. It twists in and out and around.}

[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

" . . Oh? I never really thought you were the type for jewelry. . ."

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

Mmmm, I don't where a lot...but things with memories...those are important.

{Like the red piece of wire wrapped with a thin orange ribbon hanging low around the collar of his tank top.}

[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

[He decides to play with this jewelry a little - he seems somewhat entertained by it.]

". . . Memories?"

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

Yeah...memories.

{The red may light up a little.}

[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

[He's still playing with it - he seems further amused as the red one lit up.]

" . . What kind of memories?"

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

Good ones...bad one. The ones I keep close.

{The ones that tie him down to this earth and keep him from contemplating taller buildings and longer falls than the one he took in his youth.}

[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

[He lifted the one he'd been playing with a little curiously.]

" . . .What's this one?"

[He seemed to have an almost child-like curiosity on the matter.]

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

{He smiles.}

That's the first time you said 'Yamamoto' instead of 'idiot' or 'baseball freak'.

[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

[He blinked at that, tilting his head to the side.]

". . . Was it really that important to you?"

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

Ahaha...of course it was.

[smokin-bomb-59.livejournal.com]

". . I never realized it meant that much to you. . ."

[swingswallow.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm, something's do and something's don't.