four ☆ the world on his shoulders

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto shows up on the beach looking a little dirty, but he's fine otherwise. His jacket is unzipped and the shirt he's wearing shows the outlines of a leather harness and weights beneath. He pauses to strip off his shoes so that he can jump around on the sand.

Finally, he's ready. His knuckles whiten around his quarterstaff, which has somehow managed to survive all this time (also despite getting owned by the rogue Imagin a few weeks ago). He practices a few defensive stances, then one of the attacking ones he's been taught. He goes on to attempt a few he's seen... er... felt Urataros using for some time, then steps back and leans on his staff. He needs... more. This isn't enough.

It's worth a shot.]

Aniki?


[ooc: Feel free to bother/stalk/whatever. They just got a canonbump, and Ryotarou is officially out of cards, so Yuuto has to pick up the slack now.]

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[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Mm. That's good.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[A long pause.]

Why?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Had a bit longer to be a child, didn't you?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

. . . Aa.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Shoves her hands into her pockets, her own staff resting against the inside of her elbow]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

Starting earlier would have been useful.

[It isn't often that Yuuto makes these kinds of admissions, but. . . he has one card left and this other Yuuto says that their Zeronos has none left. It's like seeing the future, even though their times aren't the same, they're close enough.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Maybe. [Runs her thumb along one of the scars on her opposite arm.] Though I find the younger you are when you learn to kill, the less value you place on what you're killing.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

. . . [Yuuto doesn't know how to answer that, so he goes with silence.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Do you know what you're going to do? After the Imagin are taken down?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

I'll think of something when we get there.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Glances sideways at him in a brief, calculating way.]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto hasn't thought a lot about his future. He's destroying his existence, in a way, and there isn't a place to go back and going forward. . . he's not sure about that either. He completely closes his expression, looking off in a direction not Aniki.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

You know. [She scratches her head and sighs] Probably not my place. But part of having a future of any sort is believing there's something worthwhile waiting for you.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

. . . Yeah. [And he knows in the future there will be . . . something, for someone.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Stretches and taps his shoulder lightly with her staff] You any good with these?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Jerks away from the tap, before shaking his head.] Not really.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

What weapon do you use, then?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

. . . sword.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Oooh. She grins.] Is that so.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

You'd never be interested in a bout or two some time?

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto considers.]

Maybe.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Good enough for her.]

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Augh. >/]