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Post by Bayushi Yokohime on Apr 16, 2018 18:02:17 GMT -5
Yoko sat on the shores singing an appropriate song. She looked at the purple fog and was curious yet her heart thought about it. Maybe later... Her eyes filled with tears feeling helpless in the whole situation. People coming and going. The disappearance of those she once loved. Those many realms she had visited... Was this her end... Was she to keep a promise to the Baku and sleep forever... I am sorry... Okasa please guide me... Goemon could fall under the cathegory of uncle and she couldn't let him slumber yet her new friends... her old friends... nothing... would be the same. |
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 17, 2018 5:22:37 GMT -5
Hisui stops by. She takes a seat next to Yoko, but is silent. She doesn't join the song, but she listens. This whole thing weighed heavy on the Utaku's shoulders, but they seemed more of a burden on the former Moshi.
So she sits next to an old friend and waits for the song to finish.
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Post by Bayushi Yokohime on Apr 18, 2018 5:14:54 GMT -5
She finished her song and noted Hisui on her side. She layed her head on her lap and started crying.
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 18, 2018 5:47:07 GMT -5
Hisui didn't expect that. But she lets it happen, giving her old friend a few moments to cry. To let it all out. She isn't sure what caused it, but she knows not to interrupt right away. She just runs her hand along Yokohime's hair gently, to try and calm her.
"Hush, Yoko-chan. Let it all out."
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Post by Bayushi Yokohime on Apr 18, 2018 8:35:39 GMT -5
She cleared her tears. "I am not to wake Hisui chan. I promise the baku that they could feed off of my dreams." Yoko explained
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 18, 2018 8:52:17 GMT -5
"What."
What else could she say? That Yoko shouldn't have made that sacrifice? That there must be another way? Nothing she could think of was any good. So as she stroked Yokohime's hair, and closed her eyes and tried to be strong.
"Awake or asleep, I will miss you. Your smile. Your laugh. Your song. Your love of ice cream." She pauses. "Does it have to be you? How long do you have?"
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Post by Bayushi Yokohime on Apr 18, 2018 9:05:47 GMT -5
"I don't know. I am an immortal so... it might be forever." She sighed. "Then again... I am a trickster."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 18, 2018 9:09:05 GMT -5
"Will it hurt? Can I…can I do anything to help?"
She knows the questions are futile. But she has to try.
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Post by Bayushi Yokohime on Apr 18, 2018 9:23:51 GMT -5
"Probably meet me in your dreams when you come back to Yume-do." Yokohime smiled, looking up to her.
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 18, 2018 9:53:21 GMT -5
"I will try," she says. Never one to make a promise she can't keep. She makes a note that, if she remembers this conversation, she needs to learn to control her dreams. "Does anyone else know?"
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