11-14-2014, 12:06 AM
He decided to ignore it. He did his good deed for the day. Karma would understand. The men were outside of the cave, waiting for Yoshimitsu. Light was nice to see once more. It was good to be in the light rather than the evils that existed in that cave. They all patted him on the back and they soldiered on back to the barracks. Every time they asked him why he hung back, all he could say was he needed to make sure they were at peace for the afterlife. In a way, he wasn't lying. Purifying them of their wicked blood helped them in the after life. Or so he liked to believe.
The sun was setting in a brilliant radiance of reds, yellows and oranges by the time the platoon returned. They all were exhausted from their battle, but he could tell they were finally free of some kind of demon that sat on their backs. It was this respite that made Yoshimitsu decided he wouldn't let them know about the creature's last words and what he heard as he left that cave. He would just have to go back and take care of it himself. He just hoped whatever lived deeper underground had seen the carnage and would be scared off for a while. They deserved the break. And so did he.
The captain of the army he met that morning was waiting for them as they returned. He allowed the leader of the platoon to debrief the superior as he stood with the group. It wasn't his story, it wasn't about his glory. It was theirs. Though by the end of it, Yoshimitsu did have to point out one thing. Breaking rank, he met the fat captain face to mask.
“Not bad for bein' a Prime and all that, hm?”
He left for the barracks to rest while the rest of his small team let out great big, belly shaking laughs. The commander was not as amused, but did relent, “If he sticks around...he's gonna fit in.”
The sun was setting in a brilliant radiance of reds, yellows and oranges by the time the platoon returned. They all were exhausted from their battle, but he could tell they were finally free of some kind of demon that sat on their backs. It was this respite that made Yoshimitsu decided he wouldn't let them know about the creature's last words and what he heard as he left that cave. He would just have to go back and take care of it himself. He just hoped whatever lived deeper underground had seen the carnage and would be scared off for a while. They deserved the break. And so did he.
The captain of the army he met that morning was waiting for them as they returned. He allowed the leader of the platoon to debrief the superior as he stood with the group. It wasn't his story, it wasn't about his glory. It was theirs. Though by the end of it, Yoshimitsu did have to point out one thing. Breaking rank, he met the fat captain face to mask.
“Not bad for bein' a Prime and all that, hm?”
He left for the barracks to rest while the rest of his small team let out great big, belly shaking laughs. The commander was not as amused, but did relent, “If he sticks around...he's gonna fit in.”