[there are three different reactions here and all of them are so deeply depressing for a variety of reasons.
so. biyoo biyoo biyoo will barely wait before gently colliding into kdj's arms, a soft sound of greeting to let herself be held for a bit. her fur is warm. she's solid. she's here.
aruji watches jiji from the shadows, contemplating his beloved sword's appearance, looking him over. though words are not exchanged, jiji may get the sense that this journey will not be easy. can he prove himself? can he truly lead the way without letting anything change?
as for nikaido, she seems to also watch aikawa, waiting for any sign of acknowledgment. when nothing comes, she reaches out a hand as if it will make a difference, pinky extended. a reminder, if anything.
they will all have to move soon, because the radio crackles one more time.]
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so. biyoo biyoo biyoo will barely wait before gently colliding into kdj's arms, a soft sound of greeting to let herself be held for a bit. her fur is warm. she's solid. she's here.
aruji watches jiji from the shadows, contemplating his beloved sword's appearance, looking him over. though words are not exchanged, jiji may get the sense that this journey will not be easy. can he prove himself? can he truly lead the way without letting anything change?
as for nikaido, she seems to also watch aikawa, waiting for any sign of acknowledgment. when nothing comes, she reaches out a hand as if it will make a difference, pinky extended. a reminder, if anything.
they will all have to move soon, because the radio crackles one more time.]