Yagyuu Hiroshi (
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Seeing as how it's been about seven months since the last time we did this, it's high time for another...
TEST DRIVE MEME!
Post with the characters you're thinking of apping in to see how they do! Either they've been here a while, are just arriving, or anything you want!
Have fun!
Post with the characters you're thinking of apping in to see how they do! Either they've been here a while, are just arriving, or anything you want!
Have fun!
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[A bit of a sigh, as Ramza grabs... a blade of grass? He remembers when him and Delita last played a grasswhistle... when they were going to save Tietra.]
And my best friend, alongside his sister, both ended up dead. I don't know why, still. Sure, they were both commoners, but they were like family to me.
[His voice is quiet, his hands have gripped to themselves so tightly. He hates it.]
They spoke as if our friendship was but a ploy for my own gain - nobles and commoners couldn't be like that. But because of them, both Delita and Tietra are dead!
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Nobles... betrayal... commoners.
[Those are not alien concepts to him, since the feudal lords are this way as well, so he can imagine a similar situation.]
Being unable to do anything is bad, but being accused of that... it's sure gotta be worse. [There is a pause, and he gives a shake of head.] You remind me a lot of a friend I had, but... you're only less easily depressed. [In the last few minutes, he had been reminded of Hashirama a great deal.]
Adults are all the same. They only see what they want to see. [His own eyes narrowed in anger.]
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I'm not sure about that. There may be a few not clouded by their own sights, but...
Quite a few of them are. We'll not get manipulated, correct? [He says, with a smile.] Because if we did, we would end up like them. Though, this friend... one from your land? Perhaps he shall end up here. [A nod, before...] If my Skarmory does shed feathers, I shall try to craft a blade for you, as well. I've never done it before.
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We both are stronger than them. It's all about our will, and they can't get to that! [At the mention of Hashirama finding his way here, he stares fora few seconds, because wouldn't this just be the best...?]
If your-- You'd do that? For me? [He has rarely been so stunned in his life prior to now.] Isn't that supposed to just happen really rarely?
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[Of course, this bird is a lot different...]
But if it happens, it would be better then abandoning the feathers. If I did, they could fall into the hands of somebody cruel.
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[Dark eyes return to him, and he gives a nod.] It sure is nice meeting you, Ramza.
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[Ramza is smiling! It almost feels like a dream for him, as well.]
It's my pleasure, Madara. I suppose we should exchange PokeGear numbers as well... we did not have anything like these devices back home.
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Truth. That's what we'll do! [There is a firm nod. What unites them now is a common goal.]
Oh right, PokeGear... You'll be one of the first on there. [Returning to his backpack, which was in the nearby vicinity but out of the water, he takes out the device.]
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It's the same here - I've not put anybody on mine. [He says, getting it out. Now how does he do this...?] But I am glad it's somebody who has such a strong will.
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[It did feel like maybe, just maybe a tiny piece of home was there.]
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They're nice. [Ramza gives a sigh, grabbing a piece of grass in his fingers.] I've heard the dead may roam here, as well... I wonder if Delita would like it here?
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The dead...? [This brings him into a thoughtful posture, and he dimly wonders just what his other brothers would say, what they would do... but shakes his head in the end.] For your sake, I can just hope they do. [He states, somewhat amazingly subdued.]
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[This is all he can say for a while, remaining silent as a myriad of thoughts and memories go through his head.] I don't think I'd like to see my three brothers come back... in this place. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want them dead, but...
[He looks to the ground then] What would I even say to them after being unable to protect them?