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XIV
[Close to five in the morning- the same time he left on the 25th - of the 29th is when Rin arrives back in Luceti. He's tired, and hungry, and just spent. Izumo is most likely with him as he trudges back to his house to eat something and fall into bed.
He tells himself that he had to retreat - there was a cure, but his flames were just making things resurface, making it worse. And he had to get Izumo out. And he didn't have his sword so he didn't control anything. But it's still lousy feeling, because he knows at least in that first and more so second day, he actually did some good out there. When he was still saving people, not just destroying things that used to be people. Really, the experience there was no worse than the experience with the Impure King, just... They banded together, and at the 11th hour Ucchusma had stepped in to help him end it, in that case.
Dammit.]
[(Edited In) Morning Action]
When he wakes up the next morning, he remembers that he was shot. As far as he knows, unless he melted them or burned the or something, he's still got three bullets inside of him. Actually, when he sits up in the morning, he realizes it hurts to sit up, now he's at 50%. He groans, and after scribbling something for Shiemi and Izumo about going to the hospital, he head off to the Med Center.
To ask what to do about bullets in him. He'll be showing up at about noon]
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[Later in the day, once he's slept and gone to the hospital, he puts on the voice for the journal-] Oiiii! Who the hell's got my sword?! If you don't fork it over, I'm gonna find you, and you're gonna regret taking iiiit!!
[Because that's why I had to come back.
...Well not entirely, but enough of the reason for him to be even more mad than he should be for someone taking his father's legacy. Not like they could know.]
[Action]
[More to give himself something to focus on which isn't the fact he's back and other people aren't, he goes to fruitlessly work Seventh Heaven to cook for whoever comes in. And damn does he hope someone come in. He actually stays there way beyond when he usually would - way past his usual shift. Sure he's missing the sunlight (which he sorely missed in Vaskoth) but it's so misty and there's a lot of rats he needs to clean out for some reason.
Either way, by the time he actually steps out of it, it's nightfall...
An ghosts are partying in the square. His last experience with ghosts was really annoying, but these guys actually seem cool, so he deigns to party with them for a while. It's fun! ...Aside from when they prank him, but he can survive that! Run into him there, at the job, or other places between]
He tells himself that he had to retreat - there was a cure, but his flames were just making things resurface, making it worse. And he had to get Izumo out. And he didn't have his sword so he didn't control anything. But it's still lousy feeling, because he knows at least in that first and more so second day, he actually did some good out there. When he was still saving people, not just destroying things that used to be people. Really, the experience there was no worse than the experience with the Impure King, just... They banded together, and at the 11th hour Ucchusma had stepped in to help him end it, in that case.
Dammit.]
[(Edited In) Morning Action]
When he wakes up the next morning, he remembers that he was shot. As far as he knows, unless he melted them or burned the or something, he's still got three bullets inside of him. Actually, when he sits up in the morning, he realizes it hurts to sit up, now he's at 50%. He groans, and after scribbling something for Shiemi and Izumo about going to the hospital, he head off to the Med Center.
To ask what to do about bullets in him. He'll be showing up at about noon]
[Voice]
[Later in the day, once he's slept and gone to the hospital, he puts on the voice for the journal-] Oiiii! Who the hell's got my sword?! If you don't fork it over, I'm gonna find you, and you're gonna regret taking iiiit!!
[Because that's why I had to come back.
...Well not entirely, but enough of the reason for him to be even more mad than he should be for someone taking his father's legacy. Not like they could know.]
[Action]
[More to give himself something to focus on which isn't the fact he's back and other people aren't, he goes to fruitlessly work Seventh Heaven to cook for whoever comes in. And damn does he hope someone come in. He actually stays there way beyond when he usually would - way past his usual shift. Sure he's missing the sunlight (which he sorely missed in Vaskoth) but it's so misty and there's a lot of rats he needs to clean out for some reason.
Either way, by the time he actually steps out of it, it's nightfall...
An ghosts are partying in the square. His last experience with ghosts was really annoying, but these guys actually seem cool, so he deigns to party with them for a while. It's fun! ...Aside from when they prank him, but he can survive that! Run into him there, at the job, or other places between]
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...Silver's not like us. Silver's got no problem killing humans. I'm not saying he's a bad person, 'cus he's got his reasons, but I know... I know that's not what my power was meant to be used for.
[He feels a lump rising in his throat. He got shot for it. In a way, he's pleading for Shiemi to agree with him. He knows he was holding back out there. He knows if he was content to be a murderer he could do more. Someone he thought was cool telling him that outright almost shook him.
Even if he's right] It's not what my father wanted it used for.
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I understand, Rin.
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He's not with his brother here. Or Suguro. Or Koneko, or most of the class. But they have to represent what being an exorcist really means. Or at least, he believes so. And next them, without being shocked and out of his element, he'll do better.]
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So he shrugs and gets into pace with her, his tail drooping a bit]
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[Even if he's not the hugest on tea ever. It'd humor her and its not bad]
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[Since Rin would need to bake them. Oh gosh now she's making herself super hungry.]
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["Not his specialty" - he's baked a lot in Luceti. he's just not as blanket confident in it as he is in something like udon]
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[Shiemi still isn't happy about that, but she's learned to cope with Skarmy.]
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I... I mean if Rin was in a battle and lost his strength that would be frustrating, right?
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