[There is a moment in which Kyojuro finds himself dumbfounded by the suddenly appearing wall before him. In that moment, he blinks dumbly against the firm but fabric covered surface, trying to take in his surroundings and figure out what the hell just happened. It's only after he takes a step back — the same moment in which Tengen decides to open his mouth — that he realizes his mistake, and finds himself joining in the raucous laughter.]
It seems I am!
[The words are practically chirped, a grin blooming across his face as he inclines his head to take in Uzui's presence. His so-called flamboyance, the flash with which he holds so dear, has always been a welcome sight for Kyojuro. The same could probably be said for any of his allies, yes, but there was a special place for the Sound Hashira.
Pressing that thought to the side, Kyojuro steps out of the way of Uzui, still rumbling with residual laughter. Much as he might like to savor the presence of his compatriot, they are both creatures of duty. Doubtless, Uzui was on his way to take care of business.]
You must be busy, though! Don't let me keep you!
[Besides, Kyojuro was still well aware of the mess on his face that needed desperate cleaning. And that was to say nothing of his stomach, just seconds away from growling. He'd skipped his late night meal, after all!]
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It seems I am!
[The words are practically chirped, a grin blooming across his face as he inclines his head to take in Uzui's presence. His so-called flamboyance, the flash with which he holds so dear, has always been a welcome sight for Kyojuro. The same could probably be said for any of his allies, yes, but there was a special place for the Sound Hashira.
Pressing that thought to the side, Kyojuro steps out of the way of Uzui, still rumbling with residual laughter. Much as he might like to savor the presence of his compatriot, they are both creatures of duty. Doubtless, Uzui was on his way to take care of business.]
You must be busy, though! Don't let me keep you!
[Besides, Kyojuro was still well aware of the mess on his face that needed desperate cleaning. And that was to say nothing of his stomach, just seconds away from growling. He'd skipped his late night meal, after all!]