uruha

[rippled]

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[rippled]

Haven't they? And can they think of the timing of these things?

[kumeyuri]

The timing is also pretty damn strange. Did someone just randomly decide, why not?

[rippled]

Perhaps...

[ they stare into the distance. ]

They'll pay for this.

[kumeyuri]

If you can figure out who did it. Maybe it isn't even a specific person's doing... [a beat, as he tosses theories at the wall to see what sticks:] Did you listen to that note last week? The one about spoiling someone else's chao?

[rippled]

[ extremely seriously, ]

What note?

[kumeyuri]

...

There was a note on the bulletin board by the mansion...

[rippled]

Ah!

Ah...

[kumeyuri]

... When I read that, for some reason I kind of got the feeling there'd be consequences if you didn't listen...

[rippled]

[ .... ]

But now you were also punished because I didn't read that...

[kumeyuri]

It's fine. Just try not to do that again.

[rippled]

Why would I kiss you again?!

[kumeyuri]

You never know, you seem to attract these kinds of effects!

[rippled]

Why is it always you...

[ because you were the only person in my inbox at the time ]

[kumeyuri]

That's what I'd like to know.

[rippled]

Oh!

Perhaps it is because of our strong connection as roommates?

[kumeyuri]

... I'm honoured, but somehow, I don't think that's it...

[rippled]

Eh? What else would it be?

[ give me a memshare they got so off topic from emo ]

[kumeyuri]

Well...

[ok]

[rippled]

[ oh.

it startles them, even though they are fully aware that uruha had died to come here. but witnessing it is... different. ]

... you were betrayed?

[kumeyuri]

[uruha just kind of stares for a few moments, though more with grimness than anything else.]

You could say that. I didn't see it coming.

[although there's no real bitterness in his voice either—just resignation towards the circumstances.]

[rippled]

... I see.

[ they go quiet, unsure of what to say. ]

You did mention how your enemy could get your sword with your death before...

[ but this seems like a much more immediate problem now. ]

[kumeyuri]

... I do believe Samura-san when he says that he won't let them use Kumeyuri. [though that entire conversation he had with saber probably takes on a different tone now when you realize uruha was talking about his murderer and not an ally—not anymore.] And I don't think... Samura-san's plan is necessarily wrong, from a pragmatic perspective.

But I intend to return if I can, and we've both decided what we stand by.

[rippled]

[ they nod their head, not surprised about the answer. ]

I wish you the best of luck. It's never easy, when you have to stand against someone you once fought with.

[kumeyuri]

... Yeah. You'd know, huh?

[rippled]

... there are better things to have in common, huh?

[ life was easier when they just really liked swords. ]