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Tokage He-who-has-no-surname ⇀1444 Holly Heights  ↯
spouse⇀ Rome Surnames-are-for-the.weak;  children ⇀ Aoyagi Ritsuka & Ellie I-see-a-pattern??

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[boobytrapped]

( carrying weights, that sounds like the actual DRRR! theme, does it not )

I'm not. ( that might have been to fast. Take a breathe here, lizardbrain ) After all, I don't seem that way as you said. Or do you change your mind that easily?

Religion means that a person attempts to do right by their gods, but that is absurd. I'm not going to sit in the dark, wishing for some powerful thing to care about my fate. ( he's looking up at Kida now, through his lashes and an expression so alienated from smiles that it seems quirte foreign ) I know a thing or two about souls though.

[kida]

Then you know a thing or two more than me.

[Masaomi knows little and cares less. He believes, maybe; very casually. But even in his darkest times, he's never bothered with prayer, or anything like that. He's always created his own misery. It only makes sense, then, that he himself is the person he should turn to, if he wants to make things right.

If only it was that easy.]

Care to teach me, Tokage-sensei?

[boobytrapped]

Sure do, there's one thing that age has to be good for, right?

( there is more ease now, thanks to Kida, and Tokage simply kisses his temple and ruffles his hair as he stands up, moving his palm along his thighs, as if there is anything to dust off )

That's a bad idea waiting to happen. I'm not the type to be favoured by luck, what happens if that's all I'll be able to teach you? But maybe I could offer rewards for every time you manage to not fidget through a meditation session-?