[Rain's eyes widen, slowly, and he goes completely still. One of... Okita's lungs. The words replay themselves in his mind, sinking in a little more each time, and it's several long seconds before he can do anything more than stare at Okita in appalled shock. When he finally speaks, his voice is soft and hoarse.]
...Gone.
[What remaining anger Rain harboured up until this point has now utterly vanished. What Okita did was stupid, incredibly so... but he's paid for it. He's more than paid for it. He won't be able to fight like this - he's right. He's barely any sort of samurai at all, anymore. This price... is too high.
A new, colder fury creeps in to take the place of what's just vanished, and it's not directed at Okita, but at Edensphere. This can't be allowed to continue. This place has too much power, and abuses it all too readily. It has to be stopped... somehow, whatever the cost, it has to be stopped.
His eyes harden, but Rain keeps that fury in check, tucks it away - he's just admonished Okita for acting recklessly, and he's not about to run out and do the same. A shinobi must be patient... his time will come.]
I'm sorry. [It sounds hollow, meaningless, and Rain's not even sure why he said it. It changes nothing, and Okita probably doesn't want his pity. But it's said. And now Rain really needs to think about something else before his composure slips any further.]
Speaking of names... [He flips through the notebook he's brought in an effort to pretend that moving past this news is easy, but his voice remains conspicuously tense.] I've recovered several more. It's... [he swallows] ...why I wasn't there. I received a memory crystal.
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Date: 2011-08-08 02:39 am (UTC)From:...Gone.
[What remaining anger Rain harboured up until this point has now utterly vanished. What Okita did was stupid, incredibly so... but he's paid for it. He's more than paid for it. He won't be able to fight like this - he's right. He's barely any sort of samurai at all, anymore. This price... is too high.
A new, colder fury creeps in to take the place of what's just vanished, and it's not directed at Okita, but at Edensphere. This can't be allowed to continue. This place has too much power, and abuses it all too readily. It has to be stopped... somehow, whatever the cost, it has to be stopped.
His eyes harden, but Rain keeps that fury in check, tucks it away - he's just admonished Okita for acting recklessly, and he's not about to run out and do the same. A shinobi must be patient... his time will come.]
I'm sorry. [It sounds hollow, meaningless, and Rain's not even sure why he said it. It changes nothing, and Okita probably doesn't want his pity. But it's said. And now Rain really needs to think about something else before his composure slips any further.]
Speaking of names... [He flips through the notebook he's brought in an effort to pretend that moving past this news is easy, but his voice remains conspicuously tense.] I've recovered several more. It's... [he swallows] ...why I wasn't there. I received a memory crystal.