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vatheon2012-01-20 11:37 pm
behisstrength) wrote in vatheon2012-01-20 11:37 pm
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Who: Motochika [behisstrength] and Zelos [chosen_gigolo]
Where: Lower District, Akechi-Chōsokabe home.
When: 20th, in the afternoon.
Style: Prose.
Status: Closed.
It occured to Motochika that it must have been Zelda's influence that had lead to this. She had been the only one he had spoken extensively to regarding past efforts in Vatheon, prior to receiving the voicemail from Zelos asking to compare notes.
How odd to see so much passion for grasping answers again. After Akina's disappearance all driven efforts had come to and end; it was hard to sustain a movement when most who campaigned returned to their worlds in a steady stream. He had helped back then, new to Vatheon. And now he would help again as a veteran of the city.
Fitting, in its own way.
He played with Takumi -- his Oshawott -- as he waited for the knock on his door. Motochika had no real answers to give, but there was no shortage of history for him to relate. He anticipated the promise of fresh perspective.
behisstrength] and Zelos [chosen_gigolo]Where: Lower District, Akechi-Chōsokabe home.
When: 20th, in the afternoon.
Style: Prose.
Status: Closed.
It occured to Motochika that it must have been Zelda's influence that had lead to this. She had been the only one he had spoken extensively to regarding past efforts in Vatheon, prior to receiving the voicemail from Zelos asking to compare notes.
How odd to see so much passion for grasping answers again. After Akina's disappearance all driven efforts had come to and end; it was hard to sustain a movement when most who campaigned returned to their worlds in a steady stream. He had helped back then, new to Vatheon. And now he would help again as a veteran of the city.
Fitting, in its own way.
He played with Takumi -- his Oshawott -- as he waited for the knock on his door. Motochika had no real answers to give, but there was no shortage of history for him to relate. He anticipated the promise of fresh perspective.