[Gashu cared about the game enough to kill himself for it, that much Shin knows for sure. It's clear an intense amount of money was invested in this alone. But being deeply invested in the game doesn't mean you care about the players. At least not the kind of care that isn't ash and tar, sick and sweet and utterly rotten-core false...]
Ahaha... well, you'd know more wouldn't you?
[A bit of a jab, Midori's last name the tuning fork it's done with... but also his way of dropping slash conceding the argument.
His pace is brisk and stiff but at least there's no other bodies in the hall connecting the rooms... Shin comes to a stop at his, staring at the door. The scarf swings with the motion and stills like a pendulum. He sets his hand on the doorknob. There's a second or two before he inhales, exhales, and opens it like ripping off the bandaid.
The smell of blood instantly once more assaults their senses. Shin freezes, fingers dangling then falling off the doorknob, looking into the room with widened eyes before slowly walking in.]
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Date: 2021-09-12 12:04 pm (UTC)Ahaha... well, you'd know more wouldn't you?
[A bit of a jab, Midori's last name the tuning fork it's done with... but also his way of dropping slash conceding the argument.
His pace is brisk and stiff but at least there's no other bodies in the hall connecting the rooms... Shin comes to a stop at his, staring at the door. The scarf swings with the motion and stills like a pendulum. He sets his hand on the doorknob. There's a second or two before he inhales, exhales, and opens it like ripping off the bandaid.
The smell of blood instantly once more assaults their senses. Shin freezes, fingers dangling then falling off the doorknob, looking into the room with widened eyes before slowly walking in.]