eclipsedonmyoji: (a soft smile)


... that was beautiful, Daisuke.

I suppose the virus isn't limited to just singing.

It sounded... sad.

A bit.

Were you thinking about something?

... my family.

*There's a long silence, then a slight shuffle.*

Tell me about them?

... really?

Mhm.

*click*
eclipsedonmyoji: (a rare side of me)
*Daisuke is in a park in Tetha, randomly hanging up side down from his knees in a tree, arms folded. Ana looks less than amused.*

There's a point to this?

Not really. Simply an exercise in perspective.

An exercise in how strange you are, you mean.

If you wish to see it that way.

What about your perspective do you even need to change?

Well... I suppose... *Daisuke swings himself off the tree and lands with a perfect dismount, and then... begins singing.*



Tch. You just keep getting stranger and stranger...

*Daisuke just smirks*

*click*

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