[ There's going to be no answer to that text. It'll be enough if he shows up, right? Sasara can imagine Samatoki has probably given some random object the boot, or folded his job at the cafe into a knuckle sandwich.
If he thinks about that final Division Battle he watched, another day might have been all to make a difference. Of course it's not about Jyuto and Riou. Hadn't they been thrown in this place they'd face off on a stage instead. Walking into a park comes with an eerie sense of reminiscence and while Sasara makes it just before those fifteen minutes are up he stops quite a ways from where MTC's leader is standing. ]
What're you thinking, Samatoki?
[ A cool question in response to the obviously heated temper, even with an answer that's obvious. That Samatoki doesn't want to just talk is more than apparent. What's Sasara thinking?
Apologies are two years late. It even seems selfish to try and make it that easy now; it's better not to talk about things he already understands. Sasara has his hands in the pockets of that houndstooth suit, not as blue as the combination that used to suit him. (Time to turn back time, at least just that far.) Regardless of the outcome, it's unlikely they'll be a team again but... ]
We're not kids running around for scraps of territory anymore.
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If he thinks about that final Division Battle he watched, another day might have been all to make a difference. Of course it's not about Jyuto and Riou. Hadn't they been thrown in this place they'd face off on a stage instead. Walking into a park comes with an eerie sense of reminiscence and while Sasara makes it just before those fifteen minutes are up he stops quite a ways from where MTC's leader is standing. ]
What're you thinking, Samatoki?
[ A cool question in response to the obviously heated temper, even with an answer that's obvious. That Samatoki doesn't want to just talk is more than apparent. What's Sasara thinking?
Apologies are two years late. It even seems selfish to try and make it that easy now; it's better not to talk about things he already understands. Sasara has his hands in the pockets of that houndstooth suit, not as blue as the combination that used to suit him. (Time to turn back time, at least just that far.) Regardless of the outcome, it's unlikely they'll be a team again but... ]
We're not kids running around for scraps of territory anymore.