#<< muse : kagiya>>

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The soberness of his senior's words has the teen stiffen for a moment, sunset hues focusing on Kanae for a moment then following her gaze. Right. He needs to think less like an artist and more like a slayer. With a bow of his head, he draws his sword. "Sorry, Kocho-san. I will do my best." A deep breath in. Right. He had to slay these demons before they extinguished another innocent life. Then he runs forward, eyes keenly searching for the foul darkness out for blood.

❝ no more fireworks tonight. ❞ she does not leave room for question. serious tonight under the light of the full moon where she was usually aloof. THERE IS A TIME AND A PLACE FOR EVERYTHING. hands firm at her hips with a sheathed sword. [ kanae wasn't particularly a fan of the loud bangs that accompanies the many fireworks takibi had shown her thus far. ] she gazes off further into where they stood in, the outskirts of a city, candle light visible in the distance. ❝   there will be other demons to slay tonight. we need to move.   ❞

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A sheepish laugh as he scratches the back of his head as the flower hashira helps him to his feet. "Yeah- I need to working on not hurting myself all the time." His clumsy nature seemed to always follow him wherever he went, to his detriment or not. "Kocho-san~! Do you want to light off a firework with me?" He completed the mission and the demon had been vanquished. So a firework was a proper way to end it!!

Takibi just wanted to light off his firework-

the flower hashira is soft as she steps. careful not to step anywhere hot, risk a burn to the foot that could put her out of duty for a couple days. GRACEFUL AND GENTLE ON HER FEET AND COMBAT ALIKE. [ she longs to see the boy's technique in person: always coming to view the aftermath, never the show. ] her hand is unwavering when it reaches out to offer aid up. ❝   that's very honorable, takibi-kun. however ...   ❞ she's endeared as ever as she pulls the boy to his feet, dusts off his shoulders. ❝   we'll have to work on not hitting yourself with your attacks.   ❞

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The surrounding area was a bit scorched, and the swordsman not in much better condition. A small and sheepish laugh as he rubs a bit off soot from off his cheek. "Sorry Kocho-san- I wanted to give the demon a hopeful ending, but it didn't seem to happy about it." Fireworks symbolizes hope, that things would get better, and so it means if the demon goes out in a boom of sparks, they would have a more hopeful life next time. At least to Takibi. But maybe it'd be better if his fireworks also didn't blow up on him as well.

❝   oh, my.   ❞ the flower hashira arrives on the scene not a moment too late, bringing spring in tow. MEDICAL GEAR IN HAND, the most she can carry into the field. [ her hands are gentle where they hover. ] she frowns. ❝   that's no good, is it? let's get you patched up, dear.   ❞

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