Who knew you'd be this chatty... [Natori mutters, more to himself than to join in on the shittalking. He's focused on getting his spell array onto the ground as quickly as possible without skipping anything vital, and it turns out that's a lot more difficult when he's not only lacking his shiki to watch his back but also looking up every second to make sure the teenager accompanying him hasn't been skewered on his watch. All the more reason for him to hurry up. He thinks Hizen means it, when he says he'd let them leave instead of chasing them down for it; in his heart of hearts because he's a shoujo, he'd like to think most if not all of the Lost Souls would. Surely none of them could have such deep ties to the ayakashi they've barely met that they'd let that turn them against each other?
Brow furrowed, he tries to tune out the sound of the two of them fighting, willing Chongyun not to get injured (he has to be doing fine?? he was able to knock Natori off that bridge with no effort whatsoever, surely that must count for something??) until he gets the last lines of the circle down. He plunges the stick into the edge, claps his hands around it, and charges the spell trap. A handful of the paper dolls scatter in different directions, both further down the hallway and back the way they came, and he lets his shoulders slump in relief. In the future, they could come back here to recharge the spell and collect what the dolls have learned. What matters is that they've started something, and now no one can criticize Natori for not making a show at Tamamo pride.
Well, no, people still can and should criticize Natori for half-assing it. Case in point, as soon as he feels the spell activate:]
--Chongyun-kun, he's right. It's not worth it. [Okay, if he really cared he could pour some actual acting into this, but he's not going to go that far.] We could all just pretend we didn't see each other.
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because he's a shoujo, he'd like to think most if not all of the Lost Souls would. Surely none of them could have such deep ties to the ayakashi they've barely met that they'd let that turn them against each other?Brow furrowed, he tries to tune out the sound of the two of them fighting, willing Chongyun not to get injured (he has to be doing fine?? he was able to knock Natori off that bridge with no effort whatsoever, surely that must count for something??) until he gets the last lines of the circle down. He plunges the stick into the edge, claps his hands around it, and charges the spell trap. A handful of the paper dolls scatter in different directions, both further down the hallway and back the way they came, and he lets his shoulders slump in relief. In the future, they could come back here to recharge the spell and collect what the dolls have learned. What matters is that they've started something, and now no one can criticize Natori for not making a show at Tamamo pride.
Well, no, people still can and should criticize Natori for half-assing it. Case in point, as soon as he feels the spell activate:]
--Chongyun-kun, he's right. It's not worth it. [Okay, if he really cared he could pour some actual acting into this, but he's not going to go that far.] We could all just pretend we didn't see each other.