[ the first thing kara does is reach for his sword, always kept close by even when he's just running the restaurant. it isn't where it should be, though, so his hand closes on empty air, and he settles for fists at his sides. where is this? none of it is familiar; it doesn't even look like anywhere he's been in koun. a different country, then? but he hasn't left yamate, so how...?
was he kidnapped...? but that would make no sense, either. his instincts have been honed enough that he would wake for that.
a dream, then?
he doesn't know for sure. there's nothing to be gained by standing here, though, so in spite of his suspicions, ookurikara follows that urge forward, toward the shrine. there's a vague sense of familiarity that sets him on edge, and with how his own dreams have fared lately, he's under no illusion that this will end well. it's just a matter of how bad it will be, this time. ]
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was he kidnapped...? but that would make no sense, either. his instincts have been honed enough that he would wake for that.
a dream, then?
he doesn't know for sure. there's nothing to be gained by standing here, though, so in spite of his suspicions, ookurikara follows that urge forward, toward the shrine. there's a vague sense of familiarity that sets him on edge, and with how his own dreams have fared lately, he's under no illusion that this will end well. it's just a matter of how bad it will be, this time. ]