[ His smile widens a fraction more. It shouldn't be able to do it. He is already smiling so brightly that when he widens his smile, it looks like his face is cracking in half. He blinks as he notices the movement first before hears his name -- his head snaps away from Xu Shu to focus on who has entered. Daud?
Inside of him, he thinks he hears a sigh of relief. His eyebrows come together as his gaze grows distant. He tilts his chin down, eyebrows furrowing. That cooling sensation -- what is it? You? The flames pull back to take a different shape than that of a serpent. It splinters to become hovering flames bathed in green that dance merrily behind and beside Mitsuhide. The shape of round balls of fire that occasionally distort to look like silently screaming faces. ]
No? No, it isn't.
[ Mitsuhide blinks. ] I'm not after you. You did not call me to this place, Daud. You did not call to me, and so... why would I be after you? [ He points with his scythe towards where Xu Shu sits. ] He called me. He put out this invitation. He put out these favors. He has been preparing and feasting with me in this banquet. Why would I be seeking you?
[ His eyes become a little clearer. ] This isn't where we fight. This isn't where it is. I already thought of it... I already thought of where it should be. This place is ... it's not right. This is the meal that I'm sharing with Xu Shu. This is where I carve out his insides and see every shape of him. This is where he can see every shape of me. [ He twists his head around to look to the young man. Once more, his smile splits a bright line of red across his face. ] Can you see the shape of it, Xu Shu?!
[ The flames cease occasionally taking the appearance of tortured expressions and only look like frozen in screams.
A pause. A small pause. ]
Xu Shu... you should hurry to make sure you see everything... that wound of yours... it won't let you keep dallying. [ That constantly bleeding won't let him keep waiting around -- yet Mitsuhide is talking and talking and talking, but he has to explain the situation or the man who joined him won't understand! ] Daud, did you know, did you? You didn't. You didn't because Xu Shu, you made Daud bleed.
[ He finally pulls the scythe back to point to the man before him. ]
You made him bleed. I can smell it. This upsets the stomach. It upsets the eyes. It upsets the ears. Not mine. No, not mine. You should apologize to each other. Apologize and then ... then ... let us smile. Let us smile. I can wait. I can. But you two... do you two have the time to wait?
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[ His smile widens a fraction more. It shouldn't be able to do it. He is already smiling so brightly that when he widens his smile, it looks like his face is cracking in half. He blinks as he notices the movement first before hears his name -- his head snaps away from Xu Shu to focus on who has entered. Daud?
Inside of him, he thinks he hears a sigh of relief. His eyebrows come together as his gaze grows distant. He tilts his chin down, eyebrows furrowing. That cooling sensation -- what is it? You? The flames pull back to take a different shape than that of a serpent. It splinters to become hovering flames bathed in green that dance merrily behind and beside Mitsuhide. The shape of round balls of fire that occasionally distort to look like silently screaming faces. ]
No? No, it isn't.
[ Mitsuhide blinks. ] I'm not after you. You did not call me to this place, Daud. You did not call to me, and so... why would I be after you? [ He points with his scythe towards where Xu Shu sits. ] He called me. He put out this invitation. He put out these favors. He has been preparing and feasting with me in this banquet. Why would I be seeking you?
[ His eyes become a little clearer. ] This isn't where we fight. This isn't where it is. I already thought of it... I already thought of where it should be. This place is ... it's not right. This is the meal that I'm sharing with Xu Shu. This is where I carve out his insides and see every shape of him. This is where he can see every shape of me. [ He twists his head around to look to the young man. Once more, his smile splits a bright line of red across his face. ] Can you see the shape of it, Xu Shu?!
[ The flames cease occasionally taking the appearance of tortured expressions and only look like frozen in screams.
A pause. A small pause. ]
Xu Shu... you should hurry to make sure you see everything... that wound of yours... it won't let you keep dallying. [ That constantly bleeding won't let him keep waiting around -- yet Mitsuhide is talking and talking and talking, but he has to explain the situation or the man who joined him won't understand! ] Daud, did you know, did you? You didn't. You didn't because Xu Shu, you made Daud bleed.
[ He finally pulls the scythe back to point to the man before him. ]
You made him bleed. I can smell it. This upsets the stomach. It upsets the eyes. It upsets the ears. Not mine. No, not mine. You should apologize to each other. Apologize and then ... then ... let us smile. Let us smile. I can wait. I can. But you two... do you two have the time to wait?