the truth is, everyone wishes to be saved.

[finalring]

The execution has come and passed with the death of two more Agents. However time moves on without cease and so must the living. There are no celebrations, only the silence that grows heavier and heavier with every day and the feeling that something is pleased with what it has done.

There are two more days before the new week arrives: what will you do?

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[kaliedoscopes]

[ Truly. But maybe the new models will make up for it, twenty years of shenanigans and then some considering the phone plans involved. ]

A garden, of course. [ With a tap, tap of his heels against the floor he stands and tucks his book under his arm. ]

But I wouldn't call it shepherding either or they might realize they're getting corralled somewhere. It's easier to lead the flock from inside it.

[noneforall]

If that's your final destination, you've been holding out on me here.

[Not that Hikage's shown overt signs of being a proper gardener either way -- really more of a garden ornament at this point, though he has nothing on their amazing living lawn ornament twenty years from now -- but it's something he'll poke at in parting anyway.

There's a tilt of his head at the following metaphor, or perhaps it's a leading metaphor in this case.]

And I'd say that's a little scarier than a shepherd or a duck. [he rolls the word scary like it's going out of style] A wolf in sheep's clothing, then?

[kaliedoscopes]

Maybe I'll invite you one day.

[ He meets Subete's curiosity with a wry smile. ]

Something like that. But I wouldn't fancy myself a wolf, they're not vibrant enough for my taste. [ Which may be most of the point really, because he is all about showmanship when he makes his move. And with that he'll turn to leave before he gets caught in any other kind of nets, given he is a butterfly and all. ]