Yamamoto Takeshi (
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redshiftrp2020-06-26 09:33 pm
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[He fiddles with the screen after he first appears for a moment. Once he has it set he gives a big thumbs up to the camera with a smile. Excuse the slightly sweaty teenager in his sword practice clothing. He has been training when he gets the chance.]
Yo, I'm Takeshi Yamamoto, are there any places good for sword training?
[He has been exploring but he misses the dojo where he usually trains. He has one more question but first, a sparrow who looks to be made of rain flutters around his head while a pup with three short swords with blades appearing rain made as well pops up to lick his face. He laughs.]
Oh, Jiro and Kojiro say hi too. Does anyone need any help with projects or jobs? [He would like to keep training but also get involved in helping around Anchor any way he can.]
Yo, I'm Takeshi Yamamoto, are there any places good for sword training?
[He has been exploring but he misses the dojo where he usually trains. He has one more question but first, a sparrow who looks to be made of rain flutters around his head while a pup with three short swords with blades appearing rain made as well pops up to lick his face. He laughs.]
Oh, Jiro and Kojiro say hi too. Does anyone need any help with projects or jobs? [He would like to keep training but also get involved in helping around Anchor any way he can.]
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Really, I guess I'd rather have known the person and gotten to care for them, at least I'd have memories.
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Yeah, well... when you lose enough people, the memories just end up like a weight around your neck.
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Not if you treat them like a warm blanket. When I found out my old man had died and that if we didn't defeat Byakuran there was no way to change the future and stop it, I realized that even if he was gone I had to do what I could to be a good son and be happy, because that's what he'd want. I think the older me must have felt the same way. So I just wrapped myself in the memories I had with him and kept trying to smile no matter how much it hurt.