eighth breath ✧ action

[musubi]

[When he was fairly sure the sky was clear of falling trees, Isamu had made his way outside toward the edge of town. It was late, but of the things the teen feared, creatures that went bump in the night weren't part of them. He didn't tell anyone he was leaving. He just went.

Sometime later, he can be found dozing against a light post just at the town's edge. It probably isn't the safest place to be, but he's too tired to bother walking back to the apartment complex just yet. His journal is with him, but it's closed shut.

Just a few more minutes, and he'll start walking...]

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[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

[Isamu waves off the concern.] Yeah, I'll be fine. Nothing a bit of rest won't fix. I'm not the one that nearly lost several important organs here.

[yumemi-kakyo.livejournal.com]

[Nods vaguely.] True... I'll be going then...

[And will be walking slowly towards the clinic. Hoepfully Kamui isn't too worried yet... he really wants his journal back at times like this...

Maybe he should stop thinking for abit.]

[causeblocked.livejournal.com]

[And Isamu will return to his spot against the lamppost. It might have been nicer for him to make sure Kakyou made it to where he needed to be, but he figured he'd already done his good deed for the night.]