[ Tsukasa enters the memory just as Leo is singing the chorus for Promise Swords.
It's comforting, in a way. Everything here has been foreign, strange, and confusing but this – Knights' ever-enduring melody of their allegiance – is like an anchor that tethers him. He's dropped in the hallway but of course he follows the origin of the song as if by instinct rather than spend time wondering how he even got here. His first thought was that it was some record playing. Some early version of the song that only has Leo's vocals in it, perhaps? But no, this voice is raw; more insistent. As if this "Leo" was singing like his life depended on it.
He doesn't know what scenario exactly this is he's looking at, but he does recognize Yumenosaki's hallway. And when he reaches where the singing is coming from, he recognizes that it is Leo and not some track. He also doesn't miss the figure of some other Leo arguing with someone, like some faded memory. If he strains his ears, he'll pick up some words here and there. And yet–
Ah, can one blame him when his attention is almost immediately drawn back to Leo's singing instead? These are the songs that Tsukasa loved, too, after all.
He'll wait until Leo finishes the current song, then grab him by the arm. Not too forcibly, mind, but just out of some feeling in his gut that he had to grab him. Let him know he isn't alone. ]
How long do you intend to continue this solo live? You'll strain your throat singing all our songs in succession like that, you know.
[ A compulsion to watch the memory properly – to cast a vote – arises, yet checking on Leo's well-being trumps it, if only for now. ]
arrival (singing thru trauma he's so valid)
It's comforting, in a way. Everything here has been foreign, strange, and confusing but this – Knights' ever-enduring melody of their allegiance – is like an anchor that tethers him. He's dropped in the hallway but of course he follows the origin of the song as if by instinct rather than spend time wondering how he even got here. His first thought was that it was some record playing. Some early version of the song that only has Leo's vocals in it, perhaps? But no, this voice is raw; more insistent. As if this "Leo" was singing like his life depended on it.
He doesn't know what scenario exactly this is he's looking at, but he does recognize Yumenosaki's hallway. And when he reaches where the singing is coming from, he recognizes that it is Leo and not some track. He also doesn't miss the figure of some other Leo arguing with someone, like some faded memory. If he strains his ears, he'll pick up some words here and there. And yet–
Ah, can one blame him when his attention is almost immediately drawn back to Leo's singing instead? These are the songs that Tsukasa loved, too, after all.
He'll wait until Leo finishes the current song, then grab him by the arm. Not too forcibly, mind, but just out of some feeling in his gut that he had to grab him. Let him know he isn't alone. ]
How long do you intend to continue this solo live? You'll strain your throat singing all our songs in succession like that, you know.
[ A compulsion to watch the memory properly – to cast a vote – arises, yet checking on Leo's well-being trumps it, if only for now. ]