[Pfft, what are people going to do, try spreading rumours that the Dragon's Right Eye slept his way to the top? Nearly every soldier here knows enough to agree that Kojuro's such a shrewd tactician and a brutal swordsman that he more than deserves his position no matter how he got there and you know half the Date boys ship it anyway.
Masamune snorts lightly and swirls the clear brew in his cup, shooting a wry grin over his shoulder.]
Shut your damn mouth. I'd rather you take second place so we can showcase that couth and culture are synonymous with Oshuu.
[It's better than hearing people write northerners off as a bunch of backwater hicks. Gentlemen aside.]
You're just mad there's something I can actually beat you at.
[Just gonna WAGGLE HIS EYEBROWS and take a long draught of sake, looking pleased as punch no matter what kind of eyerolling or elbowing that earns him. Or punching.]
Huuhhmm... But if it's my turn to wax poetic, I'll get a little warm-up before tomorrow. I just need a second... I'm a little drunk.
[SSSSSIIIIP. Drunker.]
...Everyone here's waiting for sunrise, but I've always preferred the cooler comfort of moonlight. You know that?
[What another shocking twist here. Masamune takes another sip and closes his eye, picturing the night beyond the walls of the compound, all silver-lined snow and stars.]
Gorgeous to behold no matter what state it's in... drawing out ethereal beauty even from ruin. [Even ugly children.] I used to chase after it years ago, afraid of being left in shadows, but I've grown to realize it's always been present. Watching, casting light on the world around me so I don't stumble. So I can find my way even when night is darkest.
I can only pity all those bastards who can't fully appreciate it.
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and you know half the Date boys ship it anyway.Masamune snorts lightly and swirls the clear brew in his cup, shooting a wry grin over his shoulder.]
Shut your damn mouth. I'd rather you take second place so we can showcase that couth and culture are synonymous with Oshuu.
[It's better than hearing people write northerners off as a bunch of backwater hicks. Gentlemen aside.]
You're just mad there's something I can actually beat you at.
[Just gonna WAGGLE HIS EYEBROWS and take a long draught of sake, looking pleased as punch no matter what kind of eyerolling or elbowing that earns him. Or punching.]
Huuhhmm... But if it's my turn to wax poetic, I'll get a little warm-up before tomorrow. I just need a second... I'm a little drunk.
[SSSSSIIIIP. Drunker.]
...Everyone here's waiting for sunrise, but I've always preferred the cooler comfort of moonlight. You know that?
[What another shocking twist here. Masamune takes another sip and closes his eye, picturing the night beyond the walls of the compound, all silver-lined snow and stars.]
Gorgeous to behold no matter what state it's in... drawing out ethereal beauty even from ruin. [Even ugly children.] I used to chase after it years ago, afraid of being left in shadows, but I've grown to realize it's always been present. Watching, casting light on the world around me so I don't stumble. So I can find my way even when night is darkest.
I can only pity all those bastards who can't fully appreciate it.