traditional crafts and tuesday afternoons

*Kiriko* · 10-13-2023, 11:02 AM

He’s… assessing her. It’s almost like Hattori sees through her. An uncomfortable feeling. He knows something wasn’t quite right, but how much had he put together? His observation feels almost… almost invasive. As if she’s being stripped bare, without the protective layers Kiriko clung to so desperately.

If trouble followed her… followed her here. It wasn’t as if Kiriko hadn’t thought about it. What if they found her? The reward for returning proof that they’d slain the last remaining members of the tyrant emperor’s bloodline, it had to be steep.

Kiriko pressed her lips together for a moment, took a deep breath as she thought about it. Only a fool would be blind to the fact that there were still hunters out there. ”Then I will face them to the best of my ability. It’s just me they want, I don’t want any trouble for the pack. I’m tired of running.” The words are solemn, weighty in her mouth. Kiriko can’t fully conceal the fear in her voice, i bleeding over from the anxiety in her chest. Still, she remains composed, regal on the surface, all as best she can.

"Speech"

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