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thefarshore2017-02-27 03:21 pm
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Heaven's BBS | Video
From: The Medicine Seller
Posted: June 19th
[The camera shows a view of what appears to be one of the old, abandoned shrines that litter certain areas of the Far Shore. The post comes in the evening, as shown by the golden, slanting quality of the light filtering in through the trees.]
[The Medicine Seller is sitting on the roots of an old tree near an abandoned torii gate, with his legs politely crossed and his hands folded in his lap. His expression betrays nothing at all -- there's no hint of his usual small, secretive smile, but there's no fear, either, or sadness, or anger. There's just... nothing.]
I am afraid it would seem... that Hyacinthus, known to some as "Donut", no longer walks among us.
[One slim hand rises to brush against his sternum through the layers of clothes that he wears, against the spot where his name was before.]
And I am without a name.
[Which does put him in a position he hasn't been in before, until this point:]
[He has a choice, perhaps.]
I wish, if possible, to serve a god who hunts often for Ayakashi. If any such god should wish to name me before the Heavens choose on my behalf... the matter can be discussed.
[He bows politely to the camera, before the feed cuts out.]
Posted: June 19th
[The camera shows a view of what appears to be one of the old, abandoned shrines that litter certain areas of the Far Shore. The post comes in the evening, as shown by the golden, slanting quality of the light filtering in through the trees.]
[The Medicine Seller is sitting on the roots of an old tree near an abandoned torii gate, with his legs politely crossed and his hands folded in his lap. His expression betrays nothing at all -- there's no hint of his usual small, secretive smile, but there's no fear, either, or sadness, or anger. There's just... nothing.]
I am afraid it would seem... that Hyacinthus, known to some as "Donut", no longer walks among us.
[One slim hand rises to brush against his sternum through the layers of clothes that he wears, against the spot where his name was before.]
And I am without a name.
[Which does put him in a position he hasn't been in before, until this point:]
[He has a choice, perhaps.]
I wish, if possible, to serve a god who hunts often for Ayakashi. If any such god should wish to name me before the Heavens choose on my behalf... the matter can be discussed.
[He bows politely to the camera, before the feed cuts out.]
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[And for once, the pause in his speech is less due to his vocal idiosyncracies and more due to actually needing to take a moment to consider his answer. It's difficult to explain how he feels about hunting, especially without divulging things that feels somehow too personal to discuss.]
Right.
[Not fun, exactly, or exciting, even though he experiences both of those things through hunting. Not even interesting or challenging.]
[It's just... what he feels that he's meant to do. He doesn't really have a good way of explaining it, even now.]
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Wow.
[To think, it was possible for another shinki to get so close to feeling 'right' about anything.]
Did your god know that? Did he encourage you to try it first, or it just kind of... happened?
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He knew, I imagine. But... it wasn't his doing.
[Even before he met him, fighting against the ayakashi filled him with that sense of purpose that's the strongest thing he really feels capable of experiencing.]
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[It strikes him as a familiar concept, just not for him. In an envious sort of way.]
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[It doesn't seem to him like it's the right path for everyone, though. Most people are more complex than that; in a way, he feels his own path is very simple, even if he can see little of it right now.]