WHO: Okada Izou and "friends". WHAT: Catch-all for TDM/event prompts. WHERE: Various sites around Kyoto. WHEN: Most of May. WARNINGS: Animal gore, BDSM talk???. Will update as necessary.
( the guilt doesn't hang as heavy as it did the first few times she casually mentioned her lack of things to look back on, but it still gives him pause in the cool of the passageway. touching no longer, and yet still close enough for him to watch her out the corner of his eye, to search her face for even the slightest hint of further upset.
but what he finds is a smile on march's face, and izou, remembering just moments ago the weight of that tightened fist against his chest and what it felt like to kiss those lips of hers cooled by the cold of the rain, tries to manage one for her in return.
he can't seem to do it, though. not right now. not while he's still trying to parse everything that just happened, and what might happen, and whatever the hell he's supposed to do now. wait, like he said, but...
what's a dead man like himself pushing these feelings on her for?
if izou were alone, he might be holding his head in frustration right about now. but the undeniable fondness he feels in her presence is still there, growing stronger by the second, and—
as the shoji screen finally breaks proper, he raises his arm with an irritated click of the tongue to shield himself from an incoming torrent of rain. )
I'm gonna give this place one more look-over, make sure there ain't anything hiding further back. Better to take cover in here until the storm passes completely anyhow.
[ March yelps a little as the rain comes sweeping in, going from Mildly Damp to Definitely Soaked in a matter of seconds. Which is not the most pleasant feeling and she backs away from the immediate opening. ]
Yeah, good idea. I'll...
[ ... Go with him? She'd promised not to avoid him, and she doesn't intend to, even though it's not exactly going to be the easiest thing to continue As Normal. But maybe right now, they do need to take a bit of time to cool their heads.
At least she needs to get to the point that she can look directly at Izou without turning red, drawn back into the last few minutes far too easily, and who even knows how much is flying through his mind right now. ]
... Go see if I can find a good place in here for us to wait out the storm. Most of it's been cleared out, so I should be fine.
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but what he finds is a smile on march's face, and izou, remembering just moments ago the weight of that tightened fist against his chest and what it felt like to kiss those lips of hers cooled by the cold of the rain, tries to manage one for her in return.
he can't seem to do it, though. not right now. not while he's still trying to parse everything that just happened, and what might happen, and whatever the hell he's supposed to do now. wait, like he said, but...
what's a dead man like himself pushing these feelings on her for?
if izou were alone, he might be holding his head in frustration right about now. but the undeniable fondness he feels in her presence is still there, growing stronger by the second, and—
as the shoji screen finally breaks proper, he raises his arm with an irritated click of the tongue to shield himself from an incoming torrent of rain. )
I'm gonna give this place one more look-over, make sure there ain't anything hiding further back. Better to take cover in here until the storm passes completely anyhow.
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Yeah, good idea. I'll...
[ ... Go with him? She'd promised not to avoid him, and she doesn't intend to, even though it's not exactly going to be the easiest thing to continue As Normal. But maybe right now, they do need to take a bit of time to cool their heads.
At least she needs to get to the point that she can look directly at Izou without turning red, drawn back into the last few minutes far too easily, and who even knows how much is flying through his mind right now. ]
... Go see if I can find a good place in here for us to wait out the storm. Most of it's been cleared out, so I should be fine.