[ it turns out that tsurumaru was not, in fact, finished with his bitterness; he has a bottomless supply of sarcasm and bitterness when it comes to the significance of human lives. but while he thinks that dedication and passion to a cause is so last century (which would promptly get his ass kicked by 99% of the other swords, probably), it'd be easier to delve into the topic of hijikata's dedication, rather than trying to reject it... for Good Influence Reasons. ]
But you are dying for the Shinsengumi. You shouldn't think of it as death, though — if you think about it as rejoining them, it's so much easier.
[ he trails off there, though, going silent for a few seconds as he glances at some of the shards — the ones along the floor are changing into a sight that isn't unfamiliar. the shards glaze over dark red, as if they can bleed, somehow, and the red soon gives way to brief glimpses of a continuing scene, hundreds of shadows of bodies piling up from what afterimages that can be seen amongst the mirror fragments.
tsurumaru lifts his gaze back up towards hijikata; it's valid to question whether he's truly here at all, his expression having paled three shades, and it's clear that he knows something about this. but regardless, he's trying to keep his tone level, and he's doing a pretty good job at holding the last bits of himself together. ]
Do I? You can see it for yourself, can't you?
[ he'll follow his statement with a small laugh, and ah....... he's not holding himself as together as he'd thought. ]
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But you are dying for the Shinsengumi. You shouldn't think of it as death, though — if you think about it as rejoining them, it's so much easier.
[ he trails off there, though, going silent for a few seconds as he glances at some of the shards — the ones along the floor are changing into a sight that isn't unfamiliar. the shards glaze over dark red, as if they can bleed, somehow, and the red soon gives way to brief glimpses of a continuing scene, hundreds of shadows of bodies piling up from what afterimages that can be seen amongst the mirror fragments.
tsurumaru lifts his gaze back up towards hijikata; it's valid to question whether he's truly here at all, his expression having paled three shades, and it's clear that he knows something about this. but regardless, he's trying to keep his tone level, and he's doing a pretty good job at holding the last bits of himself together. ]
Do I? You can see it for yourself, can't you?
[ he'll follow his statement with a small laugh, and ah....... he's not holding himself as together as he'd thought. ]