Day 29: Courtyard

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Though he hadn't been able to stomach much of the cafeteria food, as the day went on, he did feel marginally better.  The fever seemed to have broken and he'd held down what little he'd eaten.  It made him a little anxious, to sit around so much, and even if it was difficult, a walk outside sounded like a nice break from the usual.  He had no interest in the visitors.  Likely as not they were the same as the creature he'd run into a couple nights ago in the form of Aizen Sousuke. 

He folded his thin arms across his chest as he started his walk around the courtyard.  The air was crisp, getting colder by the day it seemed, but it didn't dissuade him from taking a leisurely walk while he gathered his thoughts.

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[screwthegods]

There seemed to be something fundamental Homura and Hitsugaya didn't understand about each other, and as such, it was best that neither try to answer to the other. Homura, for his part, wasn't hiding anything at all. His group had simply been focused on metal and blood, not on discovery.

"I'm aware of his vow. He tried to stop us last night as well." It was a foolish promise in Homura's opinion, but he wasn't one to impede on the free will of others. It would be simple enough to send Kenshin on other assignments when he wished to hunt nurses. He just had to hope that the man didn't get it into his head that anything else was human either, or that parts of humans should be granted immunity from death.

Really, for some creatures, death was simply the better option.

Then a certain blond came out, and a smirk played on Homura's lips. Today, Sanzo would be spared Homura's presence, out of respect of his loss. Tomorrow was another day, however, and if Kenren convinced the former Konzen to join them that night, all the better. Still, the monk could be particularly volatile at times, and no doubt this would be one of them.

"The person I spoke of that's missing. He is one of Sanzo's close allies, though he'll be loathe to admit it." Servants, not friends, is how they'd been described to the demi-god. "He'll no doubt be more cross than normal during dinner."

[whiteychan.livejournal.com]

The small gem of information about Sanzo was a surprising move on Homura's part. This wasn't something vital to their success, had not been asked of him, and had been given freely. "I'll keep that in mind," he said, still not sure what to make of this conversation. Hitsugaya and Homura were, indeed, too different to see eye to eye, but there was always the possibility that they could meet halfway. Still, there was still too much of a gap for much more than that.

"I can't think of anything else," Hitsugaya admitted. "Once your organization has built up some strength, let me know and I'll speak with Mustang-san about working with you."

[screwthegods]

Homura chuckled lightly. He hadn't given Hitsugaya information about Sanzo for Hitsugaya's sake. He was fond of Sanzo, had been since the monk's former existence in Heaven as Konzen. That was motivation enough for the demi-god.

"Don't discount my group because we're small." Homura turned away from the Captain, deciding to head back into the building. The novelty of the chill had worn off. "But I will keep in touch."

[whiteychan.livejournal.com]

"I have no intention of doing so," Hitsugaya answered Homura, and he meant it. He only didn't want to let a team of only three or four join in the planning with Mustang and himself because he knew how complicated it could become if too many new organizations popped up and demanded representatives.

His business with Homura concluded, and no other business to be done this shift unless someone found him, Hitsugaya decided to walk to a nearby tree and take a nap.

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