And so the man faded into the night. As abruptly as he came. Kenshin watched him go, listened to the sound of his footfalls against the concrete. Hopefully he would be careful, and find whatever it was that he'd lost. Kenshin closed his eyes briefly, then glanced at Salamander's phone, large in his palm. Silent now but not for long. She would ask. And ask.
(And will you even answer her?)
No. Kenshin clenched his fingers around the plastic casing. He couldn't do both. He couldn't be both. He couldn't always be waiting for-- something. The sword that hesitates is lost.
He would cut Rat from the city first, and once he was gone, then Kenshin would think of what to do next. But he had started this and now he was going to finish it.
(That's how you justify--)
"No," Kenshin said. And there was nothing more but the cold and the wind and the faint sound of sirens in the distance. He shoved Salamander's phone in his pocket and started down the street.
Tonight he would start to search for safe house locations and in the morning he would start to search for a job. Until those two things were accomplished, nothing else mattered.
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Date: 2012-05-04 09:42 pm (UTC)(And will you even answer her?)
No. Kenshin clenched his fingers around the plastic casing. He couldn't do both. He couldn't be both. He couldn't always be waiting for-- something. The sword that hesitates is lost.
He would cut Rat from the city first, and once he was gone, then Kenshin would think of what to do next. But he had started this and now he was going to finish it.
(That's how you justify--)
"No," Kenshin said. And there was nothing more but the cold and the wind and the faint sound of sirens in the distance. He shoved Salamander's phone in his pocket and started down the street.
Tonight he would start to search for safe house locations and in the morning he would start to search for a job. Until those two things were accomplished, nothing else mattered.