Shishou's voice made him twitch, but not quite flinch, because what he said didn't make any sense. That's what he did do, but it didn't make it right. It didn't make it right that the soft people were always the ones who died. (And you can't protect them this time) He shuddered and blinked as a light sleet began to fall, plinking off Kitetsu's blade, shining and sliding to the ground.
Kenshin, where are you? Shishou said, and Kenshin blinked at such a normal question. Responding without thinking.
"New Meiji." And why did he say that? And why have the sword out where others could see? He shook his head and flicked the ice off the blade before sheathing it, hiding it once more in its bag.
"There are a lot of drugs here, Shishou," he said, tired as he picked up his messenger bag and started through the slush. Realized he didn't even know where he was going but kept on. "Solider drugs. And too many innocent people are getting hurt. I'm...trying to stop that." And failing. He was starting to think it's a war he couldn't win.
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Date: 2012-05-08 01:20 am (UTC)Kenshin, where are you? Shishou said, and Kenshin blinked at such a normal question. Responding without thinking.
"New Meiji." And why did he say that? And why have the sword out where others could see? He shook his head and flicked the ice off the blade before sheathing it, hiding it once more in its bag.
"There are a lot of drugs here, Shishou," he said, tired as he picked up his messenger bag and started through the slush. Realized he didn't even know where he was going but kept on. "Solider drugs. And too many innocent people are getting hurt. I'm...trying to stop that." And failing. He was starting to think it's a war he couldn't win.