[ EVENT: So long and thank you for all the fish ]

[soul_mods]

Characters: Everyone in Death City
Location: Death City
Rating: G
Time: October 8th and onwards
Description: It's time to say goodbye



A day after Medusa's defeat, Shibusen makes an announcement on the network: BREW is acting up again but instead of bringing new people in, it has created a portal.

It's in the Kishin Chamber, available to anyone who wants to go through it. Anyone who looks into it will see the place they came from, frozen in time. The moment you step through everything resumes and, maybe you'll forget or maybe you won't. Either way, there's no need to hurry right now. Shibusen assures all of you they will keep a sharp eye on BREW's energy readings and tell you the moment anything changes. For now, the portal is stable so take all the time you need to say goodbye and settle everything before you go.

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[ih8spiders]

[He's startled to feel his eyes itching, not with the prickle of unshed tears but the pressure telling him that they're close to reacting to the storm of emotions hanging heavy in the air between them--but he shouldn't be surprised, really. This feels very close to grief, and the loss of finding everyone he loved brutally killed (leaving, now, and not the one left behind, but somehow it doesn't feel that much different). Even the regret is present, the what-ifs and what-might-have-beens, if he'd be happy staying here in the place Sasuke and Naruto have carved out for themselves, if he didn't have the burden of a murdered clan on his shoulders, if he didn't have the ties drawing him back to his world, and yet--

It's different. He's only surprised because it's rare for them to react to something other than all-consuming rage. And he feels warm, and light, buoyed by the knowledge that there will be someone waiting for him if he ever has cause or the ability to come back here. Kurapika closes his eyes one last time and breathes deeply; they're darker when he opens them, the near-violet of red bleeding into blue, but he doesn't care. This is love he's feeling, and he wants Sasuke to see and know: to have his clan's legacy trigger because of something positive for once is a gift to him.]

Thank you.

[He steps back, once, full into the light, gaze still holding the other boy's and committing everything into memory. He will remember, he swears, and the plan to retrieve one of Kuroro's Excalibur's books is forgotten because this, here, now, is more potent than anything he can possibly bring with him.]

Take care.