(he promised mugetsu he'd try. it's something to do other than to meditate, tend to the shrine, eat and drink sake. he was good at sports, and his body remembers, albeit his talent lied on soccer, not volleyball. the match is over, he's back in his pristine changshan and mugetsu is also back to snuggling against his cheek.
kimihiro was trying to sneak out before he had more interaction he wasn't sure how to deal with, but the fatigue caught up to him much faster than he expected. kimihiro doesn't make it past the door, so there's a mage taking a nap against a wall somewhere. oops.)
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kimihiro was trying to sneak out before he had more interaction he wasn't sure how to deal with, but the fatigue caught up to him much faster than he expected. kimihiro doesn't make it past the door, so there's a mage taking a nap against a wall somewhere. oops.)