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recolle2017-04-10 12:17 am
spes_phthisica) wrote in recolle2017-04-10 12:17 am
[Closed] I will hold the balance
WHO: Soujirou Satsuma and Yasusada Tomato
WHERE: Yamato's mom's place, in his room
WHEN: Evening of the 7th
WHAT: Soujirou needs to distract himself from awful stabby memories, Yasusada needs to distract himself from falling out with Kashuu. Possibly they can distract themselves by trying to distract the other one? IDK it's worth a shot.
WARNINGS: Possible references to violence with these two? Nothing else.
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[It's pretty surreal, being back here. The pangs of guilt come and go when it comes to the way he'd isolated himself from his old friends, but it's particularly bad with Yasusada. Soujirou hadn't dropped off the planet the way Kashuu had - for one thing, he'd stayed in the same city - but depression and dealing with a chronic health condition as a teenager had meant retreating away from all social contact for a while. Once he started recovering, it was with the idea of a New Life that wouldn't make him feel like a failure, and reconnecting with people had just felt too complicated. Besides, he had his studies...
So for a while Yasusada had lost Soujirou on top of his best friend in the whole world, and it appeared as if everyone else had sort of drifted away from the kendo club for less dramatic reasons. The worst part is that even when he'd slowly stopped outright avoiding most of them, there had been a cowardly part of Soujirou that meant he still put off reaching out to Yasusada specifically. The reasons were complicated, painful - but that didn't make it any less of a shitty thing to do.
The point is, it's a bit hard to meet Yasusada's mother's eyes when she greets him, and he can't help but feel like he should apologize somehow. Walking to his room is like walking through a memory in a much more concrete way than whatever Retrospec is doing. He's pretty sure there's a faint dent in one wall that he caused with a stray bokuto.
Their complicated past aside, though, it feels completely natural to immediately walk up to the same spot on the floor where he always used to sit, as a skinny child with buzzed hair and eyes that permanently looked too big for his head, like a perpetually cheerful alien. He sinks down there, knees still hugged to his chest, although he has to shift a bit to avoid sitting on his now much longer hair. Then he looks up at Yasusada with a bright smile, trying to not lett his confused state of mind show.]
This still feels just like home. Isn't that weird?
WHERE: Yamato's mom's place, in his room
WHEN: Evening of the 7th
WHAT: Soujirou needs to distract himself from awful stabby memories, Yasusada needs to distract himself from falling out with Kashuu. Possibly they can distract themselves by trying to distract the other one? IDK it's worth a shot.
WARNINGS: Possible references to violence with these two? Nothing else.
*
[It's pretty surreal, being back here. The pangs of guilt come and go when it comes to the way he'd isolated himself from his old friends, but it's particularly bad with Yasusada. Soujirou hadn't dropped off the planet the way Kashuu had - for one thing, he'd stayed in the same city - but depression and dealing with a chronic health condition as a teenager had meant retreating away from all social contact for a while. Once he started recovering, it was with the idea of a New Life that wouldn't make him feel like a failure, and reconnecting with people had just felt too complicated. Besides, he had his studies...
So for a while Yasusada had lost Soujirou on top of his best friend in the whole world, and it appeared as if everyone else had sort of drifted away from the kendo club for less dramatic reasons. The worst part is that even when he'd slowly stopped outright avoiding most of them, there had been a cowardly part of Soujirou that meant he still put off reaching out to Yasusada specifically. The reasons were complicated, painful - but that didn't make it any less of a shitty thing to do.
The point is, it's a bit hard to meet Yasusada's mother's eyes when she greets him, and he can't help but feel like he should apologize somehow. Walking to his room is like walking through a memory in a much more concrete way than whatever Retrospec is doing. He's pretty sure there's a faint dent in one wall that he caused with a stray bokuto.
Their complicated past aside, though, it feels completely natural to immediately walk up to the same spot on the floor where he always used to sit, as a skinny child with buzzed hair and eyes that permanently looked too big for his head, like a perpetually cheerful alien. He sinks down there, knees still hugged to his chest, although he has to shift a bit to avoid sitting on his now much longer hair. Then he looks up at Yasusada with a bright smile, trying to not lett his confused state of mind show.]
This still feels just like home. Isn't that weird?