he has tea, as he always does, as well as the amaryllis sitting next to him. he seems to be humming something under his breath, his eyes closed in thought up until he hears someone approaches. then he opens them and lets his gaze rest on shess, offering a smile]
Wouldn't it be funny?
If you were my grim reaper, and I invited you so easily.
[he can't promise that he'll make it easier on them - it'd be dishonest and possibly lead them into a false sense of security if he were to even make a jest of it
[then the tea in front of them will gradually disappear - replaced instead by a different pot, far more ornate and beautiful than it has any right to be. two tea cups will be filled with a very fragrant tea, something floral and high in quality once shess cares to taste it.]
I will admit that I have enjoyed it - I do not know how to prepare my own tea, so it is nice to be able to conjure what I have been served before from memory.
Perhaps if you take the lotus flower I had given you, it will find a way to retain life even in such a place -
[he has no idea if this is true but listen he's making a point]
Lotus flowers bloom in adversity. Its roots sink deeply into the darkness of the mud and each day it repeats the cycle of submerging itself into the murky, dirty waters that it dwells in, but will later rise and bloom again, beautiful and untouched by its surroundings.
Time and time again...
[he smiles softly]
Perhaps life would be altogether more beautiful if people were able to be as persistent and proud as a lotus flower.
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he has tea, as he always does, as well as the amaryllis sitting next to him. he seems to be humming something under his breath, his eyes closed in thought up until he hears someone approaches. then he opens them and lets his gaze rest on shess, offering a smile]
Wouldn't it be funny?
If you were my grim reaper, and I invited you so easily.
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he smiles back, though not without somberness.]
It would be.
But Ookurikara wouldn't appreciate that role going to anyone but him.
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[rather simply, even as he gestures for shess to sit with him]
Even so, I worry if he is up for the task...
[don't be a rude bitch]
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Not much of a choice. He'll have to be, for everyone's sake.
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[he can't promise that he'll make it easier on them - it'd be dishonest and possibly lead them into a false sense of security if he were to even make a jest of it
so he won't]
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Do you have a preference? For such an occasion, I will defer to you on what you would like to enjoy.
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[then the tea in front of them will gradually disappear - replaced instead by a different pot, far more ornate and beautiful than it has any right to be. two tea cups will be filled with a very fragrant tea, something floral and high in quality once shess cares to taste it.]
Then something a bit sweeter.
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he takes a sip.]
The ability to produce items at will must be rather convenient at times.
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I will admit that I have enjoyed it - I do not know how to prepare my own tea, so it is nice to be able to conjure what I have been served before from memory.
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But others are kind enough to do so for me....
[GRANDPA]
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[he just doesn't
exercise it]
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[unlikely]
However I have been fortunate to find that if you walk long enough, and ask kindly enough, there is always someone who is available to make tea.
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Very lucky for you, I guess.
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[a soft laugh]
My only hope is that others are able to enjoy the same, as much as the fates and their choices allow.
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Though being able to appreciate the good moments among the bad can be a skill that takes a while to refine.
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Tell me... Do lotus flowers grow where you are from, my friend?
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Perhaps if you take the lotus flower I had given you, it will find a way to retain life even in such a place -
[he has no idea if this is true but listen he's making a point]
Lotus flowers bloom in adversity. Its roots sink deeply into the darkness of the mud and each day it repeats the cycle of submerging itself into the murky, dirty waters that it dwells in, but will later rise and bloom again, beautiful and untouched by its surroundings.
Time and time again...
[he smiles softly]
Perhaps life would be altogether more beautiful if people were able to be as persistent and proud as a lotus flower.
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Are lotuses your favourite flower, Mikazuki?
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I cannot say if I have a favorite.
[he receives so many and he likes them all...]
Perhaps they are simply the flowers that remind me most of dear friends.
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