( leave it all behind, and become an idol? how nice that might be for someone else, and who wouldn't think of abandoning a burden that wasn't placed on them in the first place? but he knows he can't skirt this second chance to take on his fate.
all the jab and assertion does is make him genuinely laugh, sharp canines showing for how wide his grin is.
it's fine. it's clear that rinne wants to have fun, and fun they shall have. they don't need to talk about the looming dangers, and whatever else. takasugi's good at living for the moment, but never at quelling what in him remains selfish, even if he's making his best attempt. which, he really did think it would easier before all this, and he can't promise he won't do it again. if only the stern comfort and frustration of being known hadn't made it obvious to him when he'd gotten a taste, though. )
Hahahah! Now there's an interesting proposal. You might say I'm already one of Choshu, at the very least. Those boring clansmen of mine couldn't compare in popularity, what with all the times they asked for my help instead of someone else's. But the stars in the sky are you two. I've already come crashing down in a blaze.
( as they get closer to the speakeasy, the entrance blends in pretty well, with empty kegs piled up outside, just waiting to be unloaded. the soft glow of the LED sign above gives it a nice touch, and as takasugi sticks a foot into the door—
he turns lightly before entering, lifting a hand to press two fingers together in a heart shape. )
But I'm looking forward to learning all those cute little hand signs you've mentioned. You will teach them to me, won't you? Of course you will. Since you brought them up, they've been on my mind.
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all the jab and assertion does is make him genuinely laugh, sharp canines showing for how wide his grin is.
it's fine. it's clear that rinne wants to have fun, and fun they shall have. they don't need to talk about the looming dangers, and whatever else. takasugi's good at living for the moment, but never at quelling what in him remains selfish, even if he's making his best attempt. which, he really did think it would easier before all this, and he can't promise he won't do it again. if only the stern comfort and frustration of being known hadn't made it obvious to him when he'd gotten a taste, though. )
Hahahah! Now there's an interesting proposal. You might say I'm already one of Choshu, at the very least. Those boring clansmen of mine couldn't compare in popularity, what with all the times they asked for my help instead of someone else's. But the stars in the sky are you two. I've already come crashing down in a blaze.
( as they get closer to the speakeasy, the entrance blends in pretty well, with empty kegs piled up outside, just waiting to be unloaded. the soft glow of the LED sign above gives it a nice touch, and as takasugi sticks a foot into the door—
he turns lightly before entering, lifting a hand to press two fingers together in a heart shape. )
But I'm looking forward to learning all those cute little hand signs you've mentioned. You will teach them to me, won't you? Of course you will. Since you brought them up, they've been on my mind.