#I figured this could be somewhere in the process of Harebrayne's trial??

[howthesleeplesswander]

❛ i’m sorry, but i’m just thinking of the right words to say. ❜ // @Kazuma but... Masked Apprentice Kazuma?? 👀👀👀👀

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The right words?

He may have laughed at the statement if he remembered how. If it weren't so cruel in its irony. For the words this man spoke didn't matter when the mere sound of his voice shook the Apprentice to his core.

Every time, without fail. After months of wandering the foggy London streets like a wraith plucked from a ghost story, the feeling of being utterly lost was never as powerful—or as weak—as in this man's presence.

He made the emptiness inside of him better, yet simultaneously worse. As the Apprentice watched him struggle to speak, he didn't recognize the churning depths of his eyes or the thoughtful crease to his brow—and that unfamiliarity ached unlike anything else. Earth-shattering, even though he couldn't understand it. Powerful enough to change everything if only he could remember.

And he wanted to, with a desperation he didn't know himself capable of feeling before their fateful meeting in the Prosecutor's Office only yesterday. But he couldn't. He'd tried. And the same thought crushed down upon his shoulders now as it did then:

What right did he have to something—to someone—he did not know?

He shouldn't be here.

He'd never intended to face him to begin with. With the halls of the Old Bailey dim and abandoned for the night, the Apprentice had been about to leave, too: prepared to spend another night searching for anything that might trigger his memories, if the other man hadn't found him first.

Wasn't this exactly what he'd wanted? No—not this. It was too much. Too painful.

The Apprentice took a step back. Then another. Each one soundless yet stilted as he battled against himself: trapped between a visceral urge to flee, to leave this man behind—and an equally powerful conviction that he couldn't. Not again.

—again?

He didn't...They didn't... Did they?

It was too much...!

In the end the Apprentice moved no further. He merely watched, dark eyes unreadable in the shadows of his mask and cloak. Silently weathering the tempest of nonsensical emotion surging through his rib cage. Waiting for something he didn't understand.

Or, perhaps, simply waiting for the right words.

#tenacquity #《⭒✩⭒ || answered ask 》 #《⭒✩⭒ || interaction: sword of justice (kazuma) 》 #《⭒✩⭒ || bond: there’s love above love and it’s ours (tenacquity) 》 #ajdsfj;sdASDLDFJSDK THIS IS FINE #I'M FINE YOU'RE FINE EVERYTHING'S /FINE/ 8'))) #catch me crying while writing this tbh 8'D BUT IT'S A GOOD KIND OF PAIN #HHHHH THESE POOR BBIESSS TTATT THEY'RE IMMEDIATELY BREAKING MY HEART I CAN'T TAKE IT #I'm still forever so mad that the game didn't do more with the two of them together at this point in the timeline #fINE WE WILL JUST DO IT OURSELVES DAMN IT 😤 #I figured this could be somewhere in the process of Harebrayne's trial?? #maybe the night after they investigate at the fairground and ryuu and susato have that lil interaction with kazuma ;; #if that works for you ofc! #also sorry this got long (again) aslkfj kazuma's immediately having a whole episode dON'T WORRY ABOUT IT #everything in him is pulling him towards ryuu #but he still can't remember him so he's just afraid and desperate and so confused T~T 💔 #tysm for sending this bby! ;3;/ feel free to continue it if you want as always!