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Post by Utaku Hisui on Mar 27, 2018 17:01:44 GMT -5
Hisui's laptop was on. A video at an absurdly high resolution was loaded, but remained unplayed. It was of Doji Fuyuko. She had watched videos of the woman dueling before, but never one whete the focus was so heavy on the effect her blessing had when she took a life. She waited. She wanted the Crane to be there as she watched. As she reacted. She had delayed this long enough. If what they had, what they shared, could not survive this, then it was best they know now and not later. Hisui dared believe they would emerge from this stronger, more bound. But she could not be sure. |
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 28, 2018 3:32:04 GMT -5
Fuyuko enters, having showered and prepared herself for the night. She frowns as she looks over at the image. It was marked as disturbing content. Fuyuko versus a Mirumoto duelist.
"Ah. He was a freind of mine." is all she says as she looks at the video screen. "He died well and with honor."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Mar 28, 2018 3:43:02 GMT -5
Hisui motions for Fuyuko to sit. She listens to what is said, notes the details. "I want you to be here when I watch. I think I already told you that, but I want to be sure," she says, finger hovering over the commands. "I am sure you gave your friend a good death, with the respect he deserved."
She smiles. Then she turns her attention to the video and hits play.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 28, 2018 9:23:39 GMT -5
Fuyuko takes a seat, folding her hands in her lap, expression calm as the video plays. In it, what is shown as a duel to the death plays out. Fuyuko lands the first strike with her typical grace but his defenses are too skilled and he keeps the blow from striking his heart. With a grunt the man drives his own sword into her gut in a wound that would leave her quite damaged. She can see that glimmer of excitement in her eyes, the look of pleasure as flecks of blood come out of her pale lips. She manages to land the next blow, a simple blow to the throat and as she does her skin seems pale and the look of those black veins becomes obvious even through the makeup. She can see, in HD, the hidden signs of the woman's enjoyment. The way she breathes and shivers even as the wound in her gut begins to close up. Going from serious to only painful and glancing. Drawing out the sword she cleans it and gives a respectful bow to the man, hiding and repressing her joy in the kill with her respect for the man whose life she took.
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Mar 28, 2018 9:46:21 GMT -5
Hisui watches. Her eyes take in every detail the video makes available. The telltale signs of Fuyuko's pleasure, which hurts the Utaku to see. She can almost call if jealousy, that these random people she kills are people she might be sharing her wife with. The veins, ominous and dark in their potency, in full display as the Crane takes in the life of her defeated foe. The blessing of Gaki-do in full effect.
She is silent for a long while after. A look on her face makes it clear she is processing this, and having a rather difficult time of it. The silence lingers on, longer than it should. A finger is raised and taps on her chin – a gesture the Doji would recognize as Hisui in deep thought. Unlike other times, however, the words that come after are not insightful.
"I see."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 28, 2018 16:57:55 GMT -5
Fuyuko watches the video, she sees the pain, the discomfort. She takes a deep breath as she looks down. "I... I see. This one is sorry." she says voice getting small as she seems to shrink in her hair, looking down to her lap worriedly.
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Mar 28, 2018 17:13:53 GMT -5
"No. Don't be," she says, soft but confident in her words. "This is a lot to take in. I…I have questions, so I can better understand."
"But before you answer them…" She pauses and lifts Fuyuko's head to face her. She looks at that face, take in every detail. "I would like to remind my wife I love her. If she'll let me."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 28, 2018 18:38:00 GMT -5
Fuyuko takes a breath then nods, looking up to her eyes and she blushes as she lets out a simple. "Please, do. She feels very unloved at the moment and very monstrous even though she knows you don't see her that way. Old memories die hard."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Mar 28, 2018 18:53:49 GMT -5
"I've been with monsters. Slept with them. Been hurt by them. Killed them. I see no monster in this room," she says as she leans closer, taking a kiss from the Crane's lips. She holds there for a moment, and then two and three. "I see a beautiful woman whose soul shines like the stars, and who bears a burden I wish I could help with."
"Take your time. I'll ask only when you're ready to answer."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 28, 2018 19:05:15 GMT -5
Fuyu kisses those lips back, a sort of desperation to her kiss before it breaks off and she nods her head. "I am ready. I can answer. I will answer as best I can."
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