"I'm fine," she said with a small smile. What had she been expecting, anyway? That was stupid. She shoved her hands into her pockets, then, and motioned with a tilt of her head in the direction of the Vltava river.
And once again, Hikaru decided that he really liked it when the girl smiled. He returned the gesture, and easily fell in step beside Yulia the moment they started moving again.
"I wonder if the drinks in this city are as good as I remember them being."
"How long has it been since you were here last?" She asked, genuinely curious. He made it seem like he hadn't visited Prague in years, maybe even decades. Surely he'd managed to stop by in his recent lifetimes...?
Ah, right. She had almost forgotten about that. There was a lot to read in that assignment, but it did mention his involvement with Inquisitor Delacroix-- and yes, it was that long ago.
She let the conversation drop again; she was never one for conversations or small talk anyway (but she does listen). She remained quiet as they walked through the small park, until they reached the river. That was also when she looked at Hikaru again.
"Should not be long, now. Bar is just across bridge."
Walking around is always nice, but the moment, he felt, called for some good drinks in good company. He smiled at Yulia, studying her in his usual fashion.
"You should bring your blade here sometime. They'll enjoy themselves, I think."
His expression is curious; his smile, indulgent. If she doesn't want to pursue the topic, he'll drop it. Of course, he brought it up in the first place for a reason.
"It does seem that way." If she sighed, she timed it well that it seemed a huff of breath. It did not bother her too much. She would go where her Blade would lead her, personal issues aside.
"Nothing wrong with Asia." Which was true to her, at least. Anywhere was better than Russia.
"Isn't that the problem? That there's nothing wrong with Asia."
If only Hikaru could show Yulia the number of complaints he received on a regular basis from his operatives. Many oni-tsukai were, at this point, bored to death in their respective locations.
"Not to the rest of world," she said. That's when she looked back at him again, looking all serious. She remembered the hopeful conversations when she was young and trapped in a small, starving town in Russia. Everyone talked about leaving, about finding ways to go to countries she's never heard of before (later through her studies, she understands why-- Southeast Asian countries were the safest during those years); and she knows how it feels to be in a place that was free of Grendal.
"Is that not what we are trying to accomplish? So there will be no problems not just in Asia, but everywhere?"
She knew she would not live long enough to see it happen. She knew it would take many long years to achieve such a dream, that no conflict is near impossible, but... it wasn't impossible. Just currently improbable.
Lifting an eyebrow at that statement, but smiling nonetheless.
"If that belief helps you get by, then I'm not about to disagree with you."
Everyone dealt their own way, and - as things stood - maybe she wasn't wrong? He hasn't been proven wrong in twenty-nine lifetimes, but in the long run, that might not mean much.
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"Let's go."
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"I wonder if the drinks in this city are as good as I remember them being."
/slow ;u;
/slow as well... orz
He had come there with Liandrin Delacroix, because he had wanted to show her what Prague was like. They had been together, then, and so very hopeful.
How things changed.
"Inquisitor Delacroix and I had dropped by here on our way to another engagement."
i didn't forget about this one...!!! ;u;
She let the conversation drop again; she was never one for conversations or small talk anyway (but she does listen). She remained quiet as they walked through the small park, until they reached the river. That was also when she looked at Hikaru again.
"Should not be long, now. Bar is just across bridge."
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Walking around is always nice, but the moment, he felt, called for some good drinks in good company. He smiled at Yulia, studying her in his usual fashion.
"You should bring your blade here sometime. They'll enjoy themselves, I think."
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"Sometime," she echoed, managing not to fumble over the word. "Maybe."
It wasn't all that hard to imagine the War Hounds walking around Prague, having fun.
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His expression is curious; his smile, indulgent. If she doesn't want to pursue the topic, he'll drop it. Of course, he brought it up in the first place for a reason.
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The answer really was more for her. She wasn't fully ready; she doesn't even trust everyone in her blade yet.
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Only too many of their stories either started in the States, or would probably end there.
"Still, you're all going to be stuck in the Philippines and its neighboring countries for a while."
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"Nothing wrong with Asia." Which was true to her, at least. Anywhere was better than Russia.
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If only Hikaru could show Yulia the number of complaints he received on a regular basis from his operatives. Many oni-tsukai were, at this point, bored to death in their respective locations.
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"Is that not what we are trying to accomplish? So there will be no problems not just in Asia, but everywhere?"
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"Fair enough. It's an impossible goal, but we're all idiots down here."
That is something he says with a smile. He was rather fond of the particular blind hope and stupidity that Keepers of the Vigil were known for.
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She knew she would not live long enough to see it happen. She knew it would take many long years to achieve such a dream, that no conflict is near impossible, but... it wasn't impossible. Just currently improbable.
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"If that belief helps you get by, then I'm not about to disagree with you."
Everyone dealt their own way, and - as things stood - maybe she wasn't wrong? He hasn't been proven wrong in twenty-nine lifetimes, but in the long run, that might not mean much.