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estoria2016-04-03 12:03 pm
dishevelment) wrote in estoria2016-04-03 12:03 pm
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In our bodies we will live, in our bodies we will die
Who: Ren Koumeidishevelment & OPEN (with one part locked to Ren Kouha roughcut)
When: IC 6/16 OOC 4/3
Where: Various places around the city
What: Koumei and Kouha need to have a Talk + Koumei attempts to find a hobby
Rating/Warning: Potential for serious, feels inducing discussions
A -- Locked to Ren Kouha
[It has been a short while since Kouha arrived in the city, and Koumei was overjoyed to have his youngest brother around. Although Haru insisted that it wasn't a problem, Koumei knew that he would need to repay the Saniwa back one day for allowing the two brothers to be in the same apartment. Just being together was enough for Koumei to be content.
But there was something that they needed to talk about-- something involving the Empire that they were supposed to inherit. Something involving their siblings, and the fact that one among them had allowed the darkness in his heart to swallow him whole.
Koumei was actually awake that morning, idly playing with the his little robo-pigeon and the robo-fox that resided in the apartment, trying to find a way to further delay the inevitable. He didn't want to talk about this...
But it was a shadow lingering over them that was hard to ignore.]
B
[There had been a common refrain he had heard over the last several weeks: "Find a hobby."
It was a strange notion for Koumei, a man who had spent much of his life supporting a war effort in one capacity or another. If he hadn't been in war counsels or attending to his work in the magic research facility, he was catching up on precious sleep or playing with his pigeons in Rakushou.
But, mostly it was sleeping.
While Doudanuki's insistence on teaching him how to use a sword was compelling, it was far from an actual hobby. That was work-- and the only way he was able to keep Doudanuki from destroying his hair.
Thus, Koumei found himself in the library perusing the various crafting books, looking for something that would catch his interest. If he wasn't there, he was looking at the selection of fiction novels of a variety that ranged from cerebral mysteries to sordid romances.
After checking out a few of them to read further, he went over to the gardens to enjoy the afternoon reading. Whether he actually spent the afternoon napping underneath a tree or not was another story, but regardless of the outcome he would consider the day well spent.
It was strange, having so much free time. He didn't know what to do with it.]
dishevelment & OPEN (with one part locked to Ren Kouha roughcut)When: IC 6/16 OOC 4/3
Where: Various places around the city
What: Koumei and Kouha need to have a Talk + Koumei attempts to find a hobby
Rating/Warning: Potential for serious, feels inducing discussions
A -- Locked to Ren Kouha
[It has been a short while since Kouha arrived in the city, and Koumei was overjoyed to have his youngest brother around. Although Haru insisted that it wasn't a problem, Koumei knew that he would need to repay the Saniwa back one day for allowing the two brothers to be in the same apartment. Just being together was enough for Koumei to be content.
But there was something that they needed to talk about-- something involving the Empire that they were supposed to inherit. Something involving their siblings, and the fact that one among them had allowed the darkness in his heart to swallow him whole.
Koumei was actually awake that morning, idly playing with the his little robo-pigeon and the robo-fox that resided in the apartment, trying to find a way to further delay the inevitable. He didn't want to talk about this...
But it was a shadow lingering over them that was hard to ignore.]
B
[There had been a common refrain he had heard over the last several weeks: "Find a hobby."
It was a strange notion for Koumei, a man who had spent much of his life supporting a war effort in one capacity or another. If he hadn't been in war counsels or attending to his work in the magic research facility, he was catching up on precious sleep or playing with his pigeons in Rakushou.
But, mostly it was sleeping.
While Doudanuki's insistence on teaching him how to use a sword was compelling, it was far from an actual hobby. That was work-- and the only way he was able to keep Doudanuki from destroying his hair.
Thus, Koumei found himself in the library perusing the various crafting books, looking for something that would catch his interest. If he wasn't there, he was looking at the selection of fiction novels of a variety that ranged from cerebral mysteries to sordid romances.
After checking out a few of them to read further, he went over to the gardens to enjoy the afternoon reading. Whether he actually spent the afternoon napping underneath a tree or not was another story, but regardless of the outcome he would consider the day well spent.
It was strange, having so much free time. He didn't know what to do with it.]
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[...It was just a fact of life, and one that he wouldn't balk at. Without the help of a trained magician, illnesses like pneumonia could be deadly in his world.]
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Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know that. I hope that your family members don't have to go through that anymore.
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It's nothing to apologize for, Takeru. It's simply the way of the world I come from. If anything, I should be the one apologizing-- that may have been too harsh for you to hear.
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And to hope that nothing bad would ever happen to them.
[But that doesn't hide the somber tone]
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I'm sure you worry for your brother too, don't you?
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[A beat] If anything were to happen to him, I don't know what I would do.
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Then maybe I can help you out! Maybe I can help you look for an older brother here!
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Thank you for the suggestion, Takeru, but I'm afraid I'll have to pass. No one can replace my older brother in any sense of the word.
[Then, he leaned forward as if to share a secret.]
My older brother is more than just my brother. He's the man who will one day be King of the Empire we live in. There is nothing greater for me than to stand by his side and work alongside him while he builds a better world for us all.
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Whoa! Wait a minute, you didn't tell me that! I didn't know you're older brother is going to be King on day! Now that is something you should work with him! But that must be a lot of work though and especially for your brother!
I can't imagine being King or even just working along side with one!
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It's not as glorious as people seem to think-- and you're correct, it's quite a bit of hard work for us all.
That's why it's nice to have so many siblings. We can divide our duties and support each other in ways that other people aren't able to.
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[Especially when he didn't want to make his friend uncomfortable!]
For you and your brothers that will come here too!
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[It was the truth, and why he pointedly didn't tell people that he was the second prince of an empire unless it wasn't something he could avoid. This city was strange enough without people putting on airs in his presence.]