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epidemiology2017-01-07 11:57 pm
sengetsu) wrote in epidemiology2017-01-07 11:57 pm
[open] I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feel
CHARACTERS: Kojuro Katakura + anyone who wants to come check up on him.
DATE: Jan 7th ~ 21st-ish
WARNINGS: Manpain and swearing, nothing else.
SUMMARY: To say Kojuro is taking Masamune's transfer badly would be a massive understatement.
[When Kojuro had heard the news about Masamune's transfer, he had first assumed it was a mistake of some sort. Too much time spent denying not dissimilar words from Takenaka had made it instinct, had only reinforced the certainty that Masamune was the focal point of his world.
When it became clear that it was in fact truth, that ALISTAIR had for some reason seen fit to separate them without warning, he had only barely managed to rein in the urge to scream or punch someone. As satisfying as that would have been in the short term, he knew that it would only anger the higher-ups, and hurt the relationships he had left.
That feeling hasn't left him, though - the particular combination of anger and hurt that he thought he'd outgrown a long time ago - and it makes it hard to be around other people. He doesn't trust himself not to worry them, or to say something hurtful. Easier to spend his time in the stables, or in the fields where nobody else is. To practice until he's too tired to think or worry. That he might be causing others to worry is perhaps a little lost on him at the moment.]
DATE: Jan 7th ~ 21st-ish
WARNINGS: Manpain and swearing, nothing else.
SUMMARY: To say Kojuro is taking Masamune's transfer badly would be a massive understatement.
[When Kojuro had heard the news about Masamune's transfer, he had first assumed it was a mistake of some sort. Too much time spent denying not dissimilar words from Takenaka had made it instinct, had only reinforced the certainty that Masamune was the focal point of his world.
When it became clear that it was in fact truth, that ALISTAIR had for some reason seen fit to separate them without warning, he had only barely managed to rein in the urge to scream or punch someone. As satisfying as that would have been in the short term, he knew that it would only anger the higher-ups, and hurt the relationships he had left.
That feeling hasn't left him, though - the particular combination of anger and hurt that he thought he'd outgrown a long time ago - and it makes it hard to be around other people. He doesn't trust himself not to worry them, or to say something hurtful. Easier to spend his time in the stables, or in the fields where nobody else is. To practice until he's too tired to think or worry. That he might be causing others to worry is perhaps a little lost on him at the moment.]
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So maybe they weren't people at all. Maybe she'd learned that humans were far more cruel than beasts and monsters.
It's all she can do to reach out and take hold of Kojuro's hand, other raised so that she can at least hide her tears in her elbow.]
Just a moment-
[Just a minute to compose herself, so that no one else could see her cry. Just a minute more in the space she'd spent so much time in, near the bed she'd bounced on to wake up Masamune for her twelfth birthday, near the chair she'd sat in when she'd asked him to rebreak her bound feet, near the desk she'd slept at more than once.
Just... the person wasn't there anymore.]
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[he takes her hand, but it's the least he can do to give her a moment to compose herself. It's what he would do - what he has done, in similar enough cases - for Masamune. After a few moments of silence, he prompts-]
Ready?
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And eventually, she manages.
Words seem to threaten to break the already fragile silence, however, and instead, she merely nods, wiping as best she can at her tears and trying to stand up straighter.
In order to leave this room behind.]
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[Kojuro is silent as he leads Sieg out of the room - he doesn't have anything he can say that wouldn't be forced or trite. Better, then, to say nothing at all. Once in the hallway, he feels a little of the weight lift - out here, where the sounds of life in the building are louder, it's easier to push down some of those negative feelings and focus on the present instead. He's silent for a little longer as they walk, trying to think of something safe to say. Small-talk isn't once of his strong suits, and most of the time, he doesn't mind that it makes him seem brusque to others - but right now, it would come in handy.]
...The herbs in the greenhouse are doing well.