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Characters: Kanda Yu [promisedlotus], Y O U!
When: Backdate to Saturday, March 17th.
Where: Apartment Rooftop.
Rating: G.
Summary: Kanda and his feels and lack of duty in Nesreca.

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"Fight.

It is your duty, as someone chosen by Innocence.

Your duty!"

Those words had been ringing in Kanda's head for what felt like days, with how slow time seems to pass in Nesreca. The reality is, though, they've only been in the forefront of his mind since morning. It was weird, he actually had a dream...about the grand generals, the only group of 'Exorcists' (Because who's to say anyone's seen them actually fight? Or is their title just for show?) uttering those lines, as if talking directly to him.

He didn't get it. He didn't get why he had the dream at all, as brief as it was, and it had been bothering him the entire day. Maybe it just...has to do with General Nine coming here, forced to stay with them (on his floor, no less), while Cross did whatever the hell he wanted.

Two Generals. Two Exorcists. No Noah.

Really...what was the point? They had nothing to fight for. Nothing to protect, really. They were just...here. Existing.

God, how he hates the feeling of deja vu. It wouldn't be the first time he's actually felt helpless, either. When Lenalee left, he felt helpless then, too. Every single person from their world had dwindled down to just four in a matter of two months. Two months. In a sense, it had an irony that almost paralleled Home. Because they were at war, you never knew when one parted ways...if it'll be for the last time. Here, in this desolate "city," you never know who's still here in the morning.

He hated it. It was quiet enough here where he hated it. Every morning, he had to check the rooms. He had to make sure that everyone was still here. Save for Sasuke, if he counted correctly, he's been here the longest.

How is he even still sane.

He watched the strain trying to hold everything together put on Allen. He watched Lenalee's sanity start to chip away the longer she stayed.

All he ever did was watch.

Kanda lifted a hand to cover his face, gritting his teeth as he laid on the rooftop of the apartments. It was still cool out as dust approached, and the rain and sleet had been going on and off all day. He didn't care. He laid there still, only his wool jacket protecting his torso from the cold.

He didn't care if he got sick again. He just wanted the cold, decaying air to help clear his mind.

Kanda parted gloved fingers and glanced up into the cloudy sky, his vision providing the additional raining lotus petals. His time was running out, but as long as he stayed here, he had a little more, didn't he?

He wanted to wait. Wait for Allen to come back (if he ever did, Libitina was more than yanking everyone's chain in December), or wait to be sent home and make the most of it here... Those were the only choices that he seemed to be left with.

There was only so many projects they could do, so much time that they would successfully distract him and keep him busy.

Sorry, Allen. It's hard to live when there's so little left. You can punch him when you get back.]



[[ ooc: tl;dr, he's moping on the rooftop. bother him!! ]]

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[outsidehistory]

[You know that waiting isn't going to do anything but now that there's a second general guarding Nesreca from anything that might happen while they're gone you can go with Lavi on his journey south. He needs to talk to you about it anyway, which is why he listens to the familiar footsteps walking up the stairs and up to the rooftop. Lavi gives Kanda a few long minutes to get situated before pulls himself out of the impromptu library in Rhode's old room and heads up to the rooftop himself.

He walks over to Kanda, wishing that they had thought enough to gather umbrellas from restored places. It's not like any of the apartments had them anyway. Lavi moves over to Kanda's side and sits beside the silent swordsman, keeping the quiet a few minutes longer.]

You're going to worry Alma if you catch a cold.

[alma_karma]

[Things had gotten so quiet lately. Quieter than they'd ever been during Alma's time in Nesreca (how long had he been here? He wasn't sure anymore), and it was... lonely. So many people had come and gone, and now that there were so few of them left he sometimes wondered who might be next.

So now he tried his best to keep track of people. To take notice of who was posting on the network and who wasn't, and it would be a lie if he said he didn't wander through the building now and then just to check the doors, even for the rooms that had long since been emptied. Because you never knew.

He listened too. Listened for footsteps up and down the stairs, or the rustle of cloth on the first floor that signaled Cross' return from Credinta. Though somewhat distracted by his notebooks and scribbles, he'd heard Kanda head upstairs a long time ago, and it was starting to get dark.

So after waiting for what he thought was an acceptable amount of time (because sometimes Yu wanted to be alone, and he was getting old enough to respect that), he climbed the rickety staircase in search of his friend. Huddled by the rooftop entrance in one of those jackets that Allen had brought for him more than a year prior, he called out hesitantly.]

Yu?

[azrthmtrnznthos.livejournal.com]

[Whoops, guess who was coming up to get some air and meditation...and didn't mean to intrude. Still, she's reluctant to leave right away...something is off, but she's not going to guess what, since she hasn't met this resident, yet. Not aside from seeing posts.]

...I..didn't mean to disturb you.

[Privately, he seemed disturbed whether she was the cause or not, but best to be polite.]

M E?

[leekspins]

"Hou... It's actually kind of nice up here!"

The voice belonged to one of the newcomers, looking as if she'd just stepped outside. In truth, she'd been up here for several quiet moments. She hadn't been sure if she should interrupt the man and his privacy, but there just seemed to be so much grief hanging around him. It would have felt like a knife in the heart to just leave him like that.

She held her hands behind her back as she took a few steps forward, still keeping a respectful distance for now, her face turned up to the sky. "I bet you could see a million stars on a clear night."