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[bloodypocket]

[The shakiness of the feed as it turns on makes it clear that the bracelet broadcasting it had been dropped, and the angle it has landed on provides an awkward view of a native man backing away suddenly, scrambling to his feet as the heavy sound of boots echoes on the floor of one of Draupnir's practice rooms.]

Please, come to your senses! You've already shredded the sheet music and that was—

[A yelp cuts off the rest of what he has to say a knife whips past him to pierce the piano the man had almost seemed to be protecting, but then he steps forward and out of sight. The next few seconds are a frenzy as the sounds of struggle and a cat hissing meld together, neither the man who had appeared before and the person he was talking to appearing in view as the last of the shreds of paper settled after being disturbed.

Then there was silence for several seemingly long minutes until a soft groan is heard, and not long after the figure of one clearly tired Eyes Rutherford comes into the picture clearly to pick up the fallen bracelet, though his attention is on something off the screen.]

No, don't apologize. You did what you had to and I thank you for it, leave the cleaning to me.

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[no_dreams_for_you]

......

[He doesn’t want to make any assumptions.]

Cleaning?

[bloodypocket]

When one goes about destroying things, there will be a mess to clean up.

[Said somewhat casually, as though he weren't at all shaken by this.]

[no_dreams_for_you]

What was destroyed?

[Even the concept of death wouldn’t alarm him. He is simply… curious.]

[bloodypocket]

... A practice room. [And one of his favourite ones as well, if he weren't so caught up with whatever is plaguing the city he might have been more upset.]

Sheet music, some furniture... The damage to some of the instruments is not beyond repair.

[no_dreams_for_you]

I see.

[Somewhere in his fuzzy mind, he feels less compelled to care, when normally, he would try to show more sympathy.]

So long as no one was… harmed. Can those items be replaced?

[bloodypocket]

No one is harmed. [Yet. He can hold himself back from saying it out loud, but he can't stop thinking it. Especially when he knows he has the capabilities to do so.]

They can all be replaced, given the time and effort. The only material that can't be is sentimentality.

[no_dreams_for_you]

[He doesn’t need to. Gaara can see some hesitation on his face. It stirs his own dormant bloodlust, which he works to suppress, once again.]

Emotional attachments… [He murmurs softly, with a bit of wonder in his tone.] They still serve a purpose, despite the recent incidents. Perhaps even a crucial one…

[Cryptic words, but on a basic level, he does hope that concepts like feelings and sentimentality will act as some form of restraint against the dark influence.]

[bloodypocket]

[Asgard is only so fortunate that people like themselves have such control over their bloodlust, or perhaps unfortunate when situations like these arose.]

You think that any attachment to these objects will help to anchor one from doing further damage in the future?

[no_dreams_for_you]

[Control... Or just the mere illusion of it. Who would have thought, that having experience with losing one's sanity would actually be beneficial?]

It is a possibility. If one bears attachments to those objects, then seeking to destroy them would... yield undesirable results.

[bloodypocket]

Perhaps... Though with that logic, the same would apply to people. [The look that briefly veils his expression is a dark one. He knows those attachments are a double-edged blade even with all the comfort and balance they provide, as if these events weren't reminder enough.]

[no_dreams_for_you]

......

[He's not sure how to respond to that. He did feel small inklings to go out and seek Naruto and Sasuke. He just refused to give into those urges.]

It would be prudent to avoid those individuals. The bonds that... are considered more important.

[bloodypocket]

It might very well be. Or we may be inviting them to come to us in trying to avoid them.

What say you?

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[saving_sound]

Rutherford-san...? Are you okay...?

[Video]

[bloodypocket]

Hibiki. [Of all people to see this...]

I will be all right.

[Video]

[saving_sound]

D-did someone try to hurt you?

[She saw a knife. It doesn't even occur to her that it might have belonged to Eyes.]

[Video]

[bloodypocket]

No one tried to hurt me. [And if someone did try it while he was in that state, he was wary of how he might have reacted.]

All the man did was help me during that... [He didn't even know what to call it.]

[Video]

[saving_sound]

Eh-?

[But then, where did that knife come from...?]

What... happened...?

[Video]

[bloodypocket]

Like several others, I started acting when I allowed myself to sleep. [He already got so little of it to begin with, these events have only made him all the more vulnerable to it.]

It will not happen again, I'll take the necessary precautions.

[Video]

[saving_sound]

W-wait... then that knife was because...?

[Video]

[bloodypocket]

I carry them on my person, even when incidents like those happening now aren't occurring.

[Now do you want him to elaborate on what else he has hidden or not, Hibiki?]

[Video]

[saving_sound]

But... wh-why?

[She never even noticed...]

[Video]

[bloodypocket]

Is it wrong to be prepared? [Maybe it was because he was so tired that he was sharing more than he often would, but what point was there to hide it when she had seen some of what he had done?]

[Video]

[saving_sound]

Having a knife like that though...

[And he threw it so fast.]

H-how long have you...?

[Video]

[bloodypocket]

How long have I what, Hibiki? [She's seen more in those few minutes than he ever wanted her to, he wasn't about to hand her more information than he had to.

Then again, the more logical part of his mind is ruling that someone has to know, someone. But it can't be Hibiki.]

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[saving_sound]

Been... able to do that...?

[Did he learn it here in Asgard, or...?]