[ Water, trickling boiled thick. Blood, so alive that its signature curls over the back of his neck the moment Seishirou exposes it.
Subaru glimpses back, the mundanity of his task arrested. Alarm rings keen over the adult topography of his expression, peeling back the lines of age, the unkind narcosis of the years. There isn't much that the Sumeragi head hasn't touched by now. There is no mystery in the mire of a pallid corporate exorcism. There is no mystery in the dog's head he pulls up from the shallow earth, the yuurei so mistreated even in death that its contagion becomes onryou. Contractual, obligate. Safe.
This, though...
The need to know flares through him. ]
...what did you think of it, [ Subaru ventures, bringing the teacups to the table. He sets one down at each place; his own will soon be forgotten. His attention dilates and suddenly he's handing the cigarette back to Seishirou to clear his hands, to — look. Not touch. ] the ritual that lead up to this?
[ Not a mantra but a hymn before all the world went dark. ]
no subject
Subaru glimpses back, the mundanity of his task arrested. Alarm rings keen over the adult topography of his expression, peeling back the lines of age, the unkind narcosis of the years. There isn't much that the Sumeragi head hasn't touched by now. There is no mystery in the mire of a pallid corporate exorcism. There is no mystery in the dog's head he pulls up from the shallow earth, the yuurei so mistreated even in death that its contagion becomes onryou. Contractual, obligate. Safe.
This, though...
The need to know flares through him. ]
...what did you think of it, [ Subaru ventures, bringing the teacups to the table. He sets one down at each place; his own will soon be forgotten. His attention dilates and suddenly he's handing the cigarette back to Seishirou to clear his hands, to — look. Not touch. ] the ritual that lead up to this?
[ Not a mantra but a hymn before all the world went dark. ]