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golittlesleepwalker:

 

"i very narrowly avoided it…but it is hard to rebel against what is so fundamental. it would be like you forgoing law and pursuing owning a bakery or art or something. but…there is some irrationality to it."

she looked up at Naruhodou with a serious look in her eye.

"the rationale that nothing one can do will prevent the worst from happening. that to try, is futile. this thinking has my sisters stopping at their bedroom doors and shaking their heads. no, i cannot, they say. but they can…i can."

she then smiles fondly at Hermit.

"even this representation of a facet of you, that resembles me, because she is also Madotsuki in some way, it is a part of her too…."

Well, he did have to forcefully forgo law for a bit and become a poker player, so it’s not that impossible. Sure, he got what she meant. It’s not like he felt ‘in character’ during that time.

At very least, Naruhodou was satisfied to see Madotsuki was willing go to against such a tragic fate. And he’d be able to help her at such a journey, just like she was helping him with his now.

Speaking of journey… While this conversation is going on, the ship has begun to float around the vastness. By some unexplained trick, Anima was actually able to control its direction.

"I think we’ve already stayed here long enough, so let’s part already. Now let’s see, at which direction should Temperance be…?" She seems to be examining a map attentiously.

Mado looked back at Amina, and shrugged. “it felt like we were moving the whole time…but i wasn’t really paying attention…”

she returns to her seat on the side of the boat, to watch the scenery.

shining-red-thread:

golittlesleepwalker:

shining-red-thread:

"The design is strikingly similar."  The sudden hiss of steam made the tailor jump back a bit - it was unexpected.  


"Supposing that it runs off of your blood, I would say it is related to a Kamui."  The blonde had a slight sparkle of interest invade his eyes.

"well, when i get mad, it sort of powers up…" she looks down at it. the outfit seems…grumpy. disappointed.

"and its also like a living thing…it’s annoyed that i’ve got it on like this and not fighting anything, for example."

"Ah, so it’s more fueled by your emotions than purely blood."  The tailor carefully examined the clothing, quite impressed by the work that had been done.  

"Kamui’s are living beings - they synchronize with the wearer and work in unison in combat.  I don’t blame this one for being upset that you aren’t fighting."

"well, its when my ‘blood boils’ that it does so… unless its only a figure of speech."

she flexed her hands in the gloves.

"when we have fought, it has often gone overboard, because of this. sometimes it worked out in the end, but not always…"

shining-red-thread:

golittlesleepwalker:

shining-red-thread:

His head turns to see a female dressed in a…unique piece, to say the least.  


"Hmm?  Oh, yes, I’m the one that made the uniforms.  Why do you ask?"

"this like them, isn’t it? only…smaller."

the blood red bonelike armor shifts, steam releasing from the tubular vents. the eyes in the collar roll and flicker in static.

"The design is strikingly similar."  The sudden hiss of steam made the tailor jump back a bit - it was unexpected.  

"Supposing that it runs off of your blood, I would say it is related to a Kamui."  The blonde had a slight sparkle of interest invade his eyes.

"well, when i get mad, it sort of powers up…" she looks down at it. the outfit seems…grumpy. disappointed.

"and its also like a living thing…it’s annoyed that i’ve got it on like this and not fighting anything, for example."

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