Hijirikawa Masato

When there's nothing left to burn; 【Masato Hijirikawa.】 「bitebullets.」 『Roseus.』 you have to set yourself on fire.

[redxreason]

In the office

With a soft sigh he let himself sink down into the comfortable chair in his office, a hot cup of fragrant tea in his hand. He allowed his eyes to close over. Today had been long. Today had been tiring.. and sometimes days like this left him feeling a little inhuman. Moving around the lives of men and women like pawns on a chess board. Still... It could not be helped. Such was the way things were. Even if it made him feel a little bleak he simply had to push on.

With a slight shake of his head, clearing the cobwebs from his thoughts, he lifted the cup to his lips and took a sip of the still slightly too warm liquid. He licked his lips. The cup was set down a moment later. He would need to leave that to cool.. Instead his eyes flicked to a pile of documents. He needed to start reading over them really. Well, no time like the present... He could rest later if he was able to get through it after all. There was not so very many. Perhaps he would even be able to enjoy the evening himself?

[redxreason]

Time to relax...

With a deep sigh Masato finally found he had time to rest. It had been a long few days... after the rough spell that had so recently been concluded there had been a great deal left to clear up... loose ends to tie and replacements to be found for the men and women that had been lost. It was a cold hearted affair, yes, that was for sure, but necessary as well. Regardless of the need it had led to a fair number of late nights and even more early mornings. He would be very, very glad to be able to take a couple of evenings to himself and actually unwind.  For the moment however he was just relieved to rest for a moment, sinking down onto the edge of his bed with a heavy sigh. Oh yes. That was very, very welcome... After a good ten minutes of silence, leaning back on his hands with his eyes closed over he pushed himself up again, reaching down to pull his phone out of his pocket. It had been a little while since he had found the time to actually be with his friends.. and he did feel bad for that. Work however held demands over his time that he was no willing to ignore... he was sure they understood Hopefully, anyway...  Deft fingers danced over the screen of his phone, sending a message out to see if they had the time to come and see him. It would be nice to, after all. He had time now, worn out as he was, and seeing a friendly face would certainly be a very welcome thing.  :: Jinguji. Are you busy? I have finished work for the day and would appreciate seeing you for a while if you have the time. :: It was a simple enough message. If Ren had the time to see him, so much the better. If he did not, then well... He would have to find something else to fill his time. 

[kazezakura]

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