[The spears move away from his throat and all at once air floods his lungs and a dozen conflicting emotions flood his heart. Relief, first and foremost - and with it the realization that losing his life would mean losing this, which he fears most of all. Then there's his deep love for Yukimura, who only could have spared his life in the end.
And the shame and fury of not even being granted the only death that could satisfy him. Without that danger, will the thrill ever be the same? Does Yukimura even realize what he's done?!
Maybe if Kojuro were here, he'd scold his adrenaline junkie ass. But right now, Masamune as high as fuck with no tether to common sense.
He makes a noise of agitation between shallow, rapid breaths, and props himself up on his elbows.]
But you won't even claim it properly...?
[He really should just wait a minute to calm down and maybe even give Yukimura proper and sincere congratulations. But there you have it.]
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And the shame and fury of not even being granted the only death that could satisfy him. Without that danger, will the thrill ever be the same? Does Yukimura even realize what he's done?!
Maybe if Kojuro were here, he'd scold his adrenaline junkie ass. But right now, Masamune as high as fuck with no tether to common sense.
He makes a noise of agitation between shallow, rapid breaths, and props himself up on his elbows.]
But you won't even claim it properly...?
[He really should just wait a minute to calm down and maybe even give Yukimura proper and sincere congratulations. But there you have it.]