shousetsu, shousetsu, shousetsu. she repeats the name again, uttered in lengthy syllables to the rhythm of a bedtime lullaby.
shousetsu. it isn't that she isn't seeing — it's that her master isn't, too pure and kind-hearted to understand what it is that needs to be done to see her dream— their dream, come to fruition.
but that's why she's here, isn't she? that's why she was the one to answer the spirit of yui shousetsu's deepest desire, no one else; not tsuna, not kintoki, not raikou. her, the divine half, the scorned half, godly and vengeful enough to bring the heavens down upon this world for the sake of this one, artificial heart.
ushi gozen watches as shousetsu's seagreen eyes shimmer like melting ice, as her snow-white face gives way to redness and tears, the color of her tender center melting under the flame. all that icy stoicism that she once knew, the dignity and pride of the mage-homunculus who did everything in her power and her influence to punish evil, spilling down her face.
ah, she hurt her. that much she understands.
but it had to be done. ushi gozen slips out from the booth and onto her feet. ]
Dry your tears, Shousetsu.
[ here she is thoughtless where the armor would have kept her focused and duty-driven. suddenly, everything is loud and silent all at once, the deafening sound of a world created just for them. —and here she becomes bold where the armor would have kept her cold and chivalric, stepping towards the edge of her master's seat. ]
My liege.
[ electricity shocks the both of them as ushi gozen reaches for the hand covering shousetsu's mouth.
she pulls it towards her, clasping the dampness of tears between both of her palms as she drops to one knee, slacks dragging across the carpet. those dark, thundercloud eyes gaze into shousetsu's, swimming with a tempest, promising rain and storm once again. the typhoon that upends winter's silence. ]
I will do for you what you cannot bring yourself to do. That is why I am here — to be your blade, your weapon and your strength.
[ her grip is fierce, her pledge burns like black flame. ]
Together with you ... or on my own, I will make our dream a reality. No matter what.
[ and then, that smile. adoring and unconditional. ]
end this now
[ shousetsu.
shousetsu, shousetsu, shousetsu. she repeats the name again, uttered in lengthy syllables to the rhythm of a bedtime lullaby.
shousetsu. it isn't that she isn't seeing — it's that her master isn't, too pure and kind-hearted to understand what it is that needs to be done to see her dream— their dream, come to fruition.
but that's why she's here, isn't she? that's why she was the one to answer the spirit of yui shousetsu's deepest desire, no one else; not tsuna, not kintoki, not raikou. her, the divine half, the scorned half, godly and vengeful enough to bring the heavens down upon this world for the sake of this one, artificial heart.
ushi gozen watches as shousetsu's seagreen eyes shimmer like melting ice, as her snow-white face gives way to redness and tears, the color of her tender center melting under the flame. all that icy stoicism that she once knew, the dignity and pride of the mage-homunculus who did everything in her power and her influence to punish evil, spilling down her face.
ah, she hurt her. that much she understands.
but it had to be done. ushi gozen slips out from the booth and onto her feet. ]
Dry your tears, Shousetsu.
[ here she is thoughtless where the armor would have kept her focused and duty-driven. suddenly, everything is loud and silent all at once, the deafening sound of a world created just for them. —and here she becomes bold where the armor would have kept her cold and chivalric, stepping towards the edge of her master's seat. ]
My liege.
[ electricity shocks the both of them as ushi gozen reaches for the hand covering shousetsu's mouth.
she pulls it towards her, clasping the dampness of tears between both of her palms as she drops to one knee, slacks dragging across the carpet. those dark, thundercloud eyes gaze into shousetsu's, swimming with a tempest, promising rain and storm once again. the typhoon that upends winter's silence. ]
I will do for you what you cannot bring yourself to do. That is why I am here — to be your blade, your weapon and your strength.
[ her grip is fierce, her pledge burns like black flame. ]
Together with you ... or on my own, I will make our dream a reality. No matter what.
[ and then, that smile. adoring and unconditional. ]
You need not watch as it happens.