Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20171017213941/@comment-26021384-20171021234117

no... no.. no. No. NO. NO. NO! It was all going wrong. It was like everything had been choreographed perfetly to prevent her from keeping Water safe. Ieyasu jumped in and got in the line of sight for her technique. If only it weren't fired in a straight line, if only she said something before Ieyasu had moved, and now here she was, stuck in Ieyasu the Second's body, bewildered at her predicament and confused at first as her perspective had shifted greatly from where she had expected to be.

Ieyasu's brain fought to push her out, and she would be pushed out, her consciousness sent flinging back into her body while she watched Water run off and sacrifice himself. Her body back in moving condition, just in time for her head to lift up and see the airborne head of Water. Her eyes were in utter shock, she wanted to scream, but the sheer awe struck nature of the sight before her made her feel like she had no mouth and the biggest vocal chords in the world. Silently screaming at herself internally, she watched as Water's body was desecrated.

Still crouched down on the ground, the sacrifice had been made, and the lasting impression it left on all of them would be felt by many. But Inari, someone who hadn't had much of an experience with friendship, that brief moment at the festival she was able to have a conversation with Water was enough for her to start establishing some connections. ANd for that first peg of the bridge to be yanked out of the ground, it made crossing the treshhold into socializing all the more difficult for Inari from here on.

But as she sat there, knees in the dirt, she closed her mouth and started to tear up before her sniffling turned into sobbing of her own. She was openly mourning Water in a way she didn't mourn the dead normally. Rather than breaking out into prayer right away, she was openly weeping and expressing just how much sorrow she felt over all of this. She wanted her first friend back, but now he was gone forever, and she felt as though it was all her fault that she couldn't stop him.

Inari truely felt absolutely useless for not having focused more on her training at this point in time, and that was enough to start planting the seeds for her to try and better herself so that this wouldn't happen ever again to anyone she knew, not if she had any say in the manner. But now--it was time to continue crying and mourning until it hurt and they were all ready to move on ahead to their destination.