[ Honestly, Mitsutada had thought it was all a dream. And since he always sleeps in sword form, he just went on sleeping - though with one eye open, metaphorically speaking. While he couldn't use any human senses while reverted, he did have his spirit sense turned half-on. Which means he does sense Ookurikara approach - his best friend's soul signature is all too familiar to him, something that he could recognize in a heartbeat. And it is enough to rouse him, because Ookurikara never voluntarily came to him at night unless it was something urgent. Did the Citadel get ambushed? Set on fire? Whatever it was, he needed to wake up and assess the situation.
A circle of light appears beside Ookurikara, flaring blue almost lazily before it fades to reveal Mitsutada. He rubs his eye blearily before stretching, not quite awake yet. ]
Kuri-kun? Why're you here?
[ And then his one-eyed vision actually clears, and he realizes about ten things that are wrong all at noce.
This isn't the Citadel. It's some strange place filled with sofas and other folks that he absolutely doesn't recognize, not by appearance nor by spirit sense - and then he remembers, remembers running through ViViD slashing demon swords to pieces, wrestling with a kebiishi, and then that one fucking powerpoint which said that everything he ever fought for was now gone and completely in pieces.
What the hell. ]
Hang on...
[ His golden gaze darts around the lounge, taking everything in. While he is experienced enough to not look too shocked, Ookurikara would already be able to tell what is roughly running through his mind right now. The tachi frowns, sucking in a breath. It's... honestly, a bit too much to think about right now. His bro is here, which makes everything tons better; but the fact - no, the possibility - that their world was just destroyed -
- it can't be. Everything - it just can't be gone like this. They didn't even have a chance to fight back. This wasn't how it was supposed to go...!
Just... excuse your buddy here for a moment while he tries to put everything together without having some sort of mental breakdown. ]
MY KOKORO
A circle of light appears beside Ookurikara, flaring blue almost lazily before it fades to reveal Mitsutada. He rubs his eye blearily before stretching, not quite awake yet. ]
Kuri-kun? Why're you here?
[ And then his one-eyed vision actually clears, and he realizes about ten things that are wrong all at noce.
This isn't the Citadel. It's some strange place filled with sofas and other folks that he absolutely doesn't recognize, not by appearance nor by spirit sense - and then he remembers, remembers running through ViViD slashing demon swords to pieces, wrestling with a kebiishi, and then that one fucking powerpoint which said that everything he ever fought for was now gone and completely in pieces.
What the hell. ]
Hang on...
[ His golden gaze darts around the lounge, taking everything in. While he is experienced enough to not look too shocked, Ookurikara would already be able to tell what is roughly running through his mind right now. The tachi frowns, sucking in a breath. It's... honestly, a bit too much to think about right now. His bro is here, which makes everything tons better; but the fact - no, the possibility - that their world was just destroyed -
- it can't be. Everything - it just can't be gone like this. They didn't even have a chance to fight back. This wasn't how it was supposed to go...!
Just... excuse your buddy here for a moment while he tries to put everything together without having some sort of mental breakdown. ]