talariis·:
【 Ｌｅｔ＇ｓ ｗａｓｔｅ ＇ｅｍ！】
He never had been one in power like Byakuya was. Scout never held information, nor had he been a leader in any way - but he did carry a diferent sort of power. A power made out of metal and strength enough to burst through someone’s chest. The power to kill wasn’t perhaps as elegant as the power of information, but at least he could save himself from the headaches of fake men and women talking riches and webbing lies. ❝ And thats why you got me. ❞ His voice was low at that, as if he was whispering to himself. But with a few small taps against the grip of his gun, his voice finally raised to become loud enough to be heard. ❝ Have the cultist be doin’ somethin’ lately? Any attacks, weird letters? Or are you scared that they might do somethin’ soon? ❞
Scared..? He had never been allowed to feel such an emotion before. He was a Togami. He was supposed to be stoic and cold hearted at all times, and anything other than that was weakness. So all of this, all of these emotions that were now piling up, were fairly new. But was he scared? Definitely. Unfortunately, he still didn’t have it in him to admit to such a thing.
“There’s more of them now-- Either that, or they’re becoming more condensed in the locations where they gather. I’m not entirely certain just yet as I haven’t been able to properly investigate.”
Or rather, he had been putting it off. The world was a mess-- A despair tainted mess. Every glance out the window, every step taken outside, was a reminder of that fact. He had every desire to rebuild the world, and to see hope be fully restored, but sometimes it was all just a little too much.
“I’m not too worried at this point, but in the future I can see them becoming an overwhelming problem.”
