Wow, this is such a neat, neat story -- I keep on rereading it. I'm fascinated: Eileen and haunting, self-knowledge and fate. The dream sections are beautiful and chilling (Drips down onto the stained, abandoned knives at a small card table, scattered haphazardly over the faces of faded and waterlogged Tarot cards). And I love the Hisoka you present here -- smart and thoughtful and protective, pragmatic and a little detached.
So he stays silent, and watchful, gravitating between Tsuzuki and Tsubaki and wondering which Muraki will strike when he's not there to take the blow.
He hasn't yet learned the answer is both, and it'll hurt anyway.
The narration is so elegant, striped-down and unflinching in a way that's beautiful and satisfying and just so... Hisoka. This feels exactly like what I wish the King of Swords arc were like: the smarter, more sophisticated version that's intermittently implied in the manga, but mixed incoherently with the dross.
Hisoka doesn't expect they'll save anybody, and in the end they don't.
Guh, I can't even say how much I like this story. Thank you so much for writing it.
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Date: 2007-04-23 08:48 pm (UTC)So he stays silent, and watchful, gravitating between Tsuzuki and Tsubaki and wondering which Muraki will strike when he's not there to take the blow.
He hasn't yet learned the answer is both, and it'll hurt anyway.
The narration is so elegant, striped-down and unflinching in a way that's beautiful and satisfying and just so... Hisoka. This feels exactly like what I wish the King of Swords arc were like: the smarter, more sophisticated version that's intermittently implied in the manga, but mixed incoherently with the dross.
Hisoka doesn't expect they'll save anybody, and in the end they don't.
Guh, I can't even say how much I like this story. Thank you so much for writing it.