[Amber: 002]

[hakanai]

[A few conversations he's had lately have inspired this amber 'post' from Yoshitsugu. He's currently laying down on his bed in the room he shares with a myriad of interesting souls, face-up and holding the amber piece above his head so it can show his face (well, what little of it that is visible).]

The wish to return to your homes is normal, but it is frankly stupid to reject the opportunities for growth you can find here. Accepting them might not hinder you efforts, it might indeed help them, and the personal experiences may prove fruitful and useful for your future... whatever that future might hold.

[As is typical for him, however, he can't help but add something of a dark tease at the end; nothing about his tone suggests it is anything but serious. It probably doesn't take much thought to work out Yoshitsugu's attempt at humour unless you're exceptionally naive, though.]

Of course, it may be unwise to listen to the words of a ghost. Who knows how he might lead you astray?

Comments

[superbdianthus]

[You can feel the disapproval practically radiating from the amber.]

You aren't a ghost.

[Just clearing that up.]

[hakanai]

You're wrong.

[Oh, hello. That disapproval is met with complete calm and the most vague look of amusement somewhere in Yoshitsugu's gaze. Sorry, Naotara, he likes you in the same way that a cat enjoys a particularly fun toy; hit it in the right way and look what amazing thing it does!]

Certain qualifications give me full right to the title, you know.

[superbdianthus]

Like what? You're not dead. You have legs. You show up at all hours of the day. You're just being ridiculous and trying to scare the children.

[Naotora isn't afraid of ghosts, either. Or at least she thinks she wouldn't be, seeing as she hasn't exactly met a ghost. Possibly if she did, it would get this same treatment.]

[hakanai]

Oh, I definitely died.

[Yoshitsugu isn't going to argue the rest of it because it's entirely true and he's not ashamed, either (though he probably should be).]

You don't forget dying.

[...he probably shouldn't talk about a topic like this in such a nonchalant manner, either, but when you have his dark, bizarre and to most others completely unfunny sense of humour, this kind of ace up his sleeve is too good not to use.]

[finallyfallen]

I could lose my home if this continues.

[Or maybe already has, he's not sure.]

So 'stupid' or not. I have to go home.

[hakanai]

Are you actively trying to be hopeless?

[Blunt as ever. He doesn't sound judgemental about it, it's just his usual manner; not a person to put things softly, is Yoshitsugu.]

I didn't say going home was stupid, only that ignoring opportunities while you are stuck here is. Plenty of fools here seem to think that making the best of their situation would be some kind of betrayal, or assume that it will somehow hinder their efforts to return.

[finallyfallen]

Distractions tend to hinder progress.

[He grew up with Judar so minor slights are easy enough to shrug off. He doesn't want to admit this may last longer then a season.]


Are you willing to spend your life here?

[hakanai]

It's hard to make progress on a mission when you don't know how to complete it. Has it ever occured to you that doing exactly as this 'tree' seems to wish might earn you a route back home sooner, for example? Not to mention the outright fact that flagging morale can affect one's performance.

[He closes his eyes and make a sound that is something like laughter, though it lasts no longer than a grunt.]

My 'life' has been spent. All I intend to do now is go with the flow.

[monster_san]

[Gawd, Otani, your sense of humor. So excellent awkward.]

Oh, I don't know, Otani-san. Wouldn't a ghost be most perfectly suited for such a spiritual journey?

[hakanai]

It depends on the type of ghost.

[Awkward is right. Who even finds it funny, besides Yoshitsugu himself?]

I might be a malicious spirit hell bent on revenge or murder.

[monster_san]

There are legends about such spirits, but you don't very much resemble them. [ears on wheels and things.] And I think we would have discovered your crimes by this point if you were.

[onlypath]

[he's learned a lot here. how things might not be what they seem back home though? that sticks out to him. and yet,]

What if we're missing something important back home while we're here?

[hakanai]

You might be, but fixating on that thought is stupid.

[Blunt as ever.]

Doing so won't help you return; it will more than likely hinder such efforts. Clouded minds and flagging morale will only obscure the answers that might be found if you remain open to your experiences here.

[espigeonage]

Sometimes one wishes for more exciting opportunities, my dear ghost. I do admit to enjoying the variety of people.

[hakanai]

So what kind of opportunities does one such as yourself find exciting?

[Yoshitsugu sounds amused.]

I found the violinist rather fascinating, myself. Such a revealing being.

[espigeonage]

I'm weak to playing hero. And acing surprise tests, that is always a delight. I've noticed not a whole lot of either these past weeks.

Is that so? May I ask what he revealed to you?

action;

[handtowels]

[Takatora walks into their partitioned room, licking the last traces of berry juice from his fingers. He glances sideways at Yoshitsugu as he heads to his own bed, which he then gracelessly flops onto. He stretches out before rolling onto his side so that he can face his friend.]

Are you having fun terrorising the tree's populace?

[Since Yoshitsugu is using his amber slice, and radiating amusement...]

action;

[hakanai]

[An accurate assessment of the situation; Yoshitsugu huffs a brief laugh before putting the amber slice to one side and tapping the fingers of one hand against his lap.]

Some things don't change, Takatora. No matter where you go.

[Yoshitsugu himself certainly doesn't, and there's always crowds of people who go against the flow despite how much harm this can cause them. Yet... he also knows that those kind of people are often the ones he is drawn to.]

[Hopeless. He turns his head to the side a little so he can glance Takatora's way.]

And a ghost will always be just that.

[handtowels]

You're no ghost. You have feet.

[He criticises with faux seriousness. But really, Yoshitsugu isn't one -- as far as Takatora is concerned, his friend was ressurected. Yoshitsugu currently has a beating heart and draws breath, and he's thankful for both.]

amber;

[braavado]

A ghost...? [Korra peers at him from the amber slice. The usual golden sheen is obvious, but there doesn't seem to be anything different about him from anyone else.]

You don't look like one.

amber;

[hakanai]

There are those back home who would disagree very strongly with you.

[Yoshitsugu laughs quietly.]

And that was before I had true right to the title.

amber;

[braavado]

[So he's serious about this, by all appearances. Korra tilts her head, curious.]

So...what happened? I mean, you don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to.

[But she assumed at first that he wouldn't have mentioned it if he were uncomfortable with sharing.]

[blood_and_thunder]

... Wait. A ghost?

[hakanai]

Technically, yes.

[He can't quite bring himself to fully tease Noire.]

My life in my home was fully spent.

[blood_and_thunder]

[She... still can't decide if he's teasing, an actual spirit, or being metaphorical. But she comes to a decision.]

... Mmm, well... Whatever you are... You have wise words, and a kind heart.

Sort of.

Which is what really matters.