((OOC: Sorry for my sudden disappearance this summer. Life got kind of messy, but that’s still not a very good excuse. I’ve got another one, though! Some time ago I had to fomat my PC and since then my tablet hasn’t been working properly. I’m working on fixing it because I really miss you guys. ;_; And I have 3 asks that have been sitting in my inbox for the longest time. I’m trying to sort this out as soon as possible.))
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What? How did that Grey Face know about his condition? Maybe Chizuru — no, she wouldn’t have said anything. Regardless, he wasn’t going to admit it to anyone, and much less someone who was asking why he wasn’t dead yet.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about about. I’m quite ali—”
As if on cue, he started to hack up a lung. It was the worst coughing fit he remembered in months.
He was sure something about this blog was making him sick.
“I don’t know much about music, Grey Face-chan, but I could recite you some of my favorite poetries.”
The username is chibisouji, but he hasn't been active for the longest time in a while. :(
Anonymous
That’s a shame, their blog looks awesome. And the drawings are so pretty!
There's another ask Okita around Tumblr, but he's the chibi version of you. Haven't you met him yet?
Anonymous
((OOC: I haven’t seen him! Care to share the blog?
Also, this Okita tends to go the chibi route too…))
“Sure!”
The strangest—
Okita stared at the question with a blank expression. Though he knew all too well what the answer would be, that didn’t mean he was going to share it, and much less with a stranger. He had tried not to think about the incident since it had happened, partly because it was too embarrassing, and also because when two men agreed to never talk about something again, the best course of action was to forget about it and act as if it had never happened .
Nope, he definitely wasn’t going to answer that one. Maybe if he ignored the question long enough it would go away.
Okita’s tone was a mix between casual, cynical, and above all, defying. The question seemed to have hit a nerve.
“I don’t need anyone to tell me what’s going to become of me – I already know very well. Besides, fate? Don’t make me laugh. Look at us, at what we were: a bunch of hopeless and nameless ronin. Kondou-san hasn’t come this far thanks to fate. We are going to pave our own way. We will get Kondou-san what he deserves, and for that I will be his sword. That’s all there is to it.”
((OOC: THIS QUESTION. ALL OF MY FEELINGS. THANK YOU ANON FOR SENDING IT.))
Waaah, thank you everyone! So many followers in such a short time, you make me very happy! I’ll do my best to not disappoint!
I’m working on the questions I received today, so stay tuned!
Go anywhere…? It wasn’t something Okita had given any thought to. He wasn’t fond of foreigners, so the idea of leaving the country wasn’t too appealing.
“I’m fine where I am. As long as I can be of service to Kondou-san, it doesn’t matter.”hgdyfdf MOST PERFECT FUCKING RESPONSE YES GOOD
(( º///º Thank you!))
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