You have more work to do. [Striding over a corpse, another stepping stone in a path forged of bone and metal, has never been quite so emotionless as Mikazuki sounds.
Elating. Exhausting. To know that another has been claimed by vengeance or necessity. To know that there are countless more, and that this death hardly matters. It fills a crack in the road that could have been bounded over.
But, with a place and a name, this instance isn't quite so inconsequential as so many others.] I'll be in contact.
[No reason to linger - the city guard (those on duty, to exempt Mikazuki) could clean up the mess. Takasugi steps past both Mikazuki and the woman's corpse, not a glance spared over his shoulder.]
no subject
You have more work to do. [Striding over a corpse, another stepping stone in a path forged of bone and metal, has never been quite so emotionless as Mikazuki sounds.
Elating. Exhausting. To know that another has been claimed by vengeance or necessity. To know that there are countless more, and that this death hardly matters. It fills a crack in the road that could have been bounded over.
But, with a place and a name, this instance isn't quite so inconsequential as so many others.] I'll be in contact.
[No reason to linger - the city guard (those on duty, to exempt Mikazuki) could clean up the mess. Takasugi steps past both Mikazuki and the woman's corpse, not a glance spared over his shoulder.]