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camppetoskey2018-06-24 12:15 am
diesifkilled) wrote in camppetoskey2018-06-24 12:15 am
After...party...?
[SO THAT SURE WAS AN EXECUTION, HUH
Shirou's just been kind of staring off into space, still holding on to Usagi's hand, ever since Kon and Natsume's deaths. Just when it starts to look like he might stay like that all hecking night, he suddenly blinks and looks around.]
I'm going to go get some food.
[And indeed, he disappears off to the lodge and returns a little later with a huge pile of beautifully made sandwiches and other snacks. Did he have them prepared, or did he just make them really fast somehow? Who knows.
Anyway, there are now sandwiches. And the shack might still be on fire. This is fine.]
Shirou's just been kind of staring off into space, still holding on to Usagi's hand, ever since Kon and Natsume's deaths. Just when it starts to look like he might stay like that all hecking night, he suddenly blinks and looks around.]
I'm going to go get some food.
[And indeed, he disappears off to the lodge and returns a little later with a huge pile of beautifully made sandwiches and other snacks. Did he have them prepared, or did he just make them really fast somehow? Who knows.
Anyway, there are now sandwiches. And the shack might still be on fire. This is fine.]
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[There's always that tug-of-war.
There are things he genuinely can't carry anymore, but he doesn't know where to put them, doesn't want to add to the burdens of others. None of them can shoulder the enormity of everything inflicted on them here, and the road ahead has always been long and now seems fathomless.
For now, they walk together. He adds, much softer:]
Thank you.