[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.]

[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.

[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?

[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?

[espigeonage]

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

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...]

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.

[blood_and_thunder]

... Wait. A ghost?