thirty-third breath ✧ voice/action

[musubi]

[Today, Isamu makes a public post from a public place. That is to say that he's sitting with his journal open in the middle of the clothing store, up on one of the tables where he's moved aside a pile of assorted coats.

He looks serious, thoughtful, though he hasn't actually picked out anything yet.]

Those of you who work with the filial spirits here... How did you get them to work with you? Because I'm trying to figure out what makes them work with some people and not with others.

[For the longest time, the only one that would respond to him was Nala, and he feels lucky to have managed that much sometimes.

What this has to do with him sitting among piles of clothes isn't all that apparent.]

Comments

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Getting it off the ground at all isn't easy, so this is a fairly impressive attempt.]

Not bad. Try it again.

[Action]

[musubi]

[Unfortunately, the extra confidence doesn't help Isamu in this case, as the second attempt is more of a flop, which leaves him a little disheartened but also determined to do better.]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Well, practice makes perfect. Don will give Isamu some time to try to figure it out on his own. Meanwhile, he moves away a few steps to play idly with his bo.]

[Action]

[musubi]

[He will be privy to the sound of a wooden bo hitting the floor repeatedly in that case.

If Isamu cared less about keeping the weapon in good shape, he might have kicked it across the room in anger a couple times, but thankfully that doesn't happen.]

How long did it take you to get it right the first time you tried?

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don glances over, thinking back to find the answer to this question.]

The first time? A few minutes. But getting it right reliably took weeks.

[Action]

[musubi]

So it'll probably take at least double for me.

[He tries again, chuckling.]