Asakura Yoh (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mikanphones) wrote2012-12-10 10:26 pm
mikanphones) wrote2012-12-10 10:26 pm
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005th Oversoul ♨ Voice / Action
[Action]
[The sunrise finds Yoh leaving his house, after him a note is left behind for Madoka, together with an already prepared breakfast for her to enjoy. Today, he won't be returning home until late. The sky is clear but the cold air bites the skin through clothes with ease and the snow layer that covers the ground becomes deeper and deeper as he makes his way to the forest. The day feels pretty similar to that winter day in which he had met Anna for the first time, though when they met it had started to snow slightly. Back then Yoh had been very lonely, back then during those few days, all he had was Matamune. Now Matamune is no longer around and Yoh has many friends around him, good friends who at times feel as if they can see through him more than he would like them to, much like the cat spirit had done. Yet he still missed Matamune. He still wasn't strong enough to bring him back.]
Though I shouldn't worry about bringing him back when I can't even probably see Amidamaru yet.
[The sad smile he had transforms into a pout as he mumbles to himself. He really hates this place, it's so... Empty. It's hard to believe that there really are people who belong to this world, what happens with them when they die? Do they keep resurrecting over an over? A world without death... That's just sickening. It makes his blood boil together with everything else that is just wrong here. Sure, there are huge forests and the nature in this place is mostly uncorrupted, but he doubts Horohoro would enjoy this much either. No matter how many plants there are around, all of them feel just dead with no spirit in them, without a soul.
Eventually, he stops in a clearing, snow reaching to past his ankles as he takes off his shoes and coat, followed by his sweater and shirt. He stands in the snow and the cold, wearing just his pants as he begins a training routine. Simple exercises aimed to stretch muscles and warm up his body even under the cold, he moves slowly, closing his eyes and letting his body act on memory as he concentrates. After a couple of hours the cold stops biting his skin, the snow doesn't feel cold and wet, trapping his feet with each step he takes, time matters not to him and the winter breeze does nothing but whisper secrets in his mind. He's one with the nature around him, as void of soul as it is, it still is alive. He becomes indifferent to the elements, his mind and soul reaching for a higher state as he keeps training.]
ATCHOOOOO!!!
[Or maybe not. Okay, forget it, he's not one with the nature except for the fact that he's turning into an ice cube. Yoh hugs his own body in a vain attempt to keep some warm on it.]
F-Forget it, t-ther-e's n-no po-point in t-training if I-I d-die due a p-pneumonia!
[He can almost hear it, Amidamaru's voice encouraging him and making a fuss over him. If Anna was around... She wouldn't let him stop. But she's not around and he's still not convinced that there's even a point for this kind of training. He still doesn't know the causes of why he can't see Amidamaru as always, he still doesn't know if it's not a problem with him but something worse that may be taking a toll on the spirit. And he's freezing. He really has no mood to keep doing this for any more when he could be at his house, hidden under dozens of blankets and sipping a hot beverage.
The middle-morning finds Yoh returning to the house, stopping around the village to get some groceries he knows they are needing as well as something for lunch upon getting new ideas for it. Forget that note about being gone for the whole day.]
[Voice]
[In the afternoon, once he has warmed up his body, Yoh decides to play with his journal a bit. He doesn't use it often for himself, but today he feels in the mood for it.]
You know, lately I've noticed several people asking about the Filial Spirits in this place. To be honest I'm not an expert [Only regarding Luceti's spirits, that is.] but I talk with them basically everyday and practice with them. So... If anyone wants some help with that, maybe I can do it.
Ah, as a free piece of advice... If you're talking with Eferin, make sure you aren't somewhere where you can start a fire unintentionally, even if you're not going to train per say. You never are too safe, believe me.
[There's a pause in the recording before a soft sigh is heard, it's barely audible and it's hard to discern if it's a sad one or a tired one. When Yoh speaks, though, his tone is all but tired or sad.]
Say, what does winter mean to you? Has anything special or important to you happened during one of those cold days? Like meeting someone important, or... Losing someone important. Or maybe you just achieved something you had wanted for a long time. Or just had a small special moment that you remember fondly. I know there's Christmas around the corner, but, come on! I'm sure there's more than that in winter for everyone, right?
[The sunrise finds Yoh leaving his house, after him a note is left behind for Madoka, together with an already prepared breakfast for her to enjoy. Today, he won't be returning home until late. The sky is clear but the cold air bites the skin through clothes with ease and the snow layer that covers the ground becomes deeper and deeper as he makes his way to the forest. The day feels pretty similar to that winter day in which he had met Anna for the first time, though when they met it had started to snow slightly. Back then Yoh had been very lonely, back then during those few days, all he had was Matamune. Now Matamune is no longer around and Yoh has many friends around him, good friends who at times feel as if they can see through him more than he would like them to, much like the cat spirit had done. Yet he still missed Matamune. He still wasn't strong enough to bring him back.]
Though I shouldn't worry about bringing him back when I can't even probably see Amidamaru yet.
[The sad smile he had transforms into a pout as he mumbles to himself. He really hates this place, it's so... Empty. It's hard to believe that there really are people who belong to this world, what happens with them when they die? Do they keep resurrecting over an over? A world without death... That's just sickening. It makes his blood boil together with everything else that is just wrong here. Sure, there are huge forests and the nature in this place is mostly uncorrupted, but he doubts Horohoro would enjoy this much either. No matter how many plants there are around, all of them feel just dead with no spirit in them, without a soul.
Eventually, he stops in a clearing, snow reaching to past his ankles as he takes off his shoes and coat, followed by his sweater and shirt. He stands in the snow and the cold, wearing just his pants as he begins a training routine. Simple exercises aimed to stretch muscles and warm up his body even under the cold, he moves slowly, closing his eyes and letting his body act on memory as he concentrates. After a couple of hours the cold stops biting his skin, the snow doesn't feel cold and wet, trapping his feet with each step he takes, time matters not to him and the winter breeze does nothing but whisper secrets in his mind. He's one with the nature around him, as void of soul as it is, it still is alive. He becomes indifferent to the elements, his mind and soul reaching for a higher state as he keeps training.]
ATCHOOOOO!!!
[Or maybe not. Okay, forget it, he's not one with the nature except for the fact that he's turning into an ice cube. Yoh hugs his own body in a vain attempt to keep some warm on it.]
F-Forget it, t-ther-e's n-no po-point in t-training if I-I d-die due a p-pneumonia!
[He can almost hear it, Amidamaru's voice encouraging him and making a fuss over him. If Anna was around... She wouldn't let him stop. But she's not around and he's still not convinced that there's even a point for this kind of training. He still doesn't know the causes of why he can't see Amidamaru as always, he still doesn't know if it's not a problem with him but something worse that may be taking a toll on the spirit. And he's freezing. He really has no mood to keep doing this for any more when he could be at his house, hidden under dozens of blankets and sipping a hot beverage.
The middle-morning finds Yoh returning to the house, stopping around the village to get some groceries he knows they are needing as well as something for lunch upon getting new ideas for it. Forget that note about being gone for the whole day.]
[Voice]
[In the afternoon, once he has warmed up his body, Yoh decides to play with his journal a bit. He doesn't use it often for himself, but today he feels in the mood for it.]
You know, lately I've noticed several people asking about the Filial Spirits in this place. To be honest I'm not an expert [Only regarding Luceti's spirits, that is.] but I talk with them basically everyday and practice with them. So... If anyone wants some help with that, maybe I can do it.
Ah, as a free piece of advice... If you're talking with Eferin, make sure you aren't somewhere where you can start a fire unintentionally, even if you're not going to train per say. You never are too safe, believe me.
[There's a pause in the recording before a soft sigh is heard, it's barely audible and it's hard to discern if it's a sad one or a tired one. When Yoh speaks, though, his tone is all but tired or sad.]
Say, what does winter mean to you? Has anything special or important to you happened during one of those cold days? Like meeting someone important, or... Losing someone important. Or maybe you just achieved something you had wanted for a long time. Or just had a small special moment that you remember fondly. I know there's Christmas around the corner, but, come on! I'm sure there's more than that in winter for everyone, right?
[voice]
[voice]
At least it lead to something good for you. And that situation didn't last for long, I hope.
[voice]
[voice]
I doubt you would consider her as someone special otherwise.
[Yoh laughs a bit before he pauses, wait a second, you don't sound much older than him.]
If you don't mind me asking... What is your job exactly?
[voice]
But ah... I'm a butler!