been ages since I played this lady

[what_drfox_says]

You forgot your medicines again? Really, what should I do with you? And you're so quick to tell people to be vigilant about these things . . .

Well, I won't nag you because it's not as though it was idiocy on your part. You're not a like a certain rooster head whose name I won't mention. Just remember to take your medicines next time.

In addition to that, it's certainly not helping that you're worrying about playing me once again. I haven't changed, and just because you have doesn't mean that there's writing on the wall as soon as you start putting down my thoughts on paper.

I'm going back to work. You should too - and take your medicines!

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[oniwabanokashira]

[So... she'd given her heart to someone who reminded her of him. Had Misao realized, then, that he could never return how she felt? That he indeed cherished her, but just not in the same way she cherished him? The thought brings a sensation of emptiness, as if he's lost a part of himself. Yet there's a contradictory feeling of joy for her too.]

I would ask if he was truly worthy. But then I'd remember to give Misao's judge of character more credit.

[He looks to the side.]

She is... happy?

[what_drfox_says]

[Letting go was always difficult; Megumi had had her share of goodbyes and new beginnings, and they never became any less bittersweet. Joy and sorrow usually came hand in hand for people like them - children of the end of an era.]

Of course. She looks up to you, doesn't she?

[That was meant to be a compliment, and she hoped he got it. Men were dense about those things sometimes.]

Yes, she is. My mundane made certain of it.

[oniwabanokashira]

[It's a second or two, but he does get it. He shuts his eyes briefly. A gesture of acknowledgement. And gratitude. Then he lowers his voice. It's that of a man who doesn't want to be overheard.]

Then give her my thanks. I've no more place for doubts or worries.

[But while he doesn't say it out loud, his tone makes one thing very clear: if she ever needs him... he'll be there. She may be one of many Misaos living in the headspaces of many mundanes, but there isn't a version of her that Aoshi doesn't want to be happy and free of want.]

Is this the sort of thing I should expect from my mundane?

['If he ever truly lost his mind.' Another thing going unsaid but somehow understood.]

[what_drfox_says]

[Megumi nodded. She may have once held a grudge against Aoshi, but she could never be truly angry with him - he had just been suckered into Kanryuu's web, just as she had been, and to be angry with what he'd done would be hypocritical. Megumi was never truly afraid of him either - she was afraid of what he symbolized then, which was Kanryuu's wrath and her subjugation into slavery and disgrace. Now, to see Aoshi relieved of a burden actually felt relieving to her as well, and she smiled.]

You ought to. Make a list of demands or something.

[Another wry smirk.]

[oniwabanokashira]

That is the act of a common thug, not an onmitsu.

[That was a whole lifetime ago, Megumi. He's above that sort of thing now.]

Subterfuge, on the other hand...

[Well now, how's that for doctor's advice.]

[what_drfox_says]

[That just amused her even more.]

Suit yourself. Good luck.

[ooc; do you play Aoshi anywhere? :) I haven't had this fun playing Megumi in a long time!]