✖ ✖ ...Saves nine. [Open]
Kaitaro Kobayashi was feeling a lot of things at the current moment; most noticeable, however, was relief. No one had warned them that dying would hurt so much. No one had told them they’d have so many things left unsaid. No one had said they’d have so much less responsibility once they finally kicked the bucket or that they wouldn’t regret a thing.
They owed a whole lot of people an ‘I told you so.”
Their appearance on the tablet screen was appropriately accompanied by a soft chuckle, their first image that of a room swept clean of the weapons cache they’d collected and instead restored to its original factory standards. Surveying the area with a certain bemused smile all they could do was shake their head-- it wasn’t organized up to their standards but surely they shouldn’t be picky. It was only natural at this point that nothing they wanted would happen anymore.
When someone arrived for answers only they had it was expected, inevitable-- to explain their actions perhaps? to give their own account of the previous day’s affair? Of course they would come, and of course Kaitaro was ready for them.
“Aha... come play a game with me. Do you believe in luck?”
Still, no point in forcing the issue. Now, and forever, they had all the time in the world.