A Familial Stroll [Karakura Fall/Winter Festival, OPEN]

Dellapero maintained a positive expression as he always tried to, though the nature of the things in this small collaboration was all too clear. Not just in the select few gathered before him, but in the entirety of the Vanguard itself. Tensions were high, hundreds filled with grief and despair after the events of the war in Iceland. Even in the ever-brightening event of the festival, the darkness of what transpired loomed over everyone like a thick coat. Despite his demeanor suggesting otherwise, the reality of things struck him deeply. It wasn't his first time being in this type of aftermath, far from it. Through his nine hundred years of life the deceptively young Human had been in well over ten wars in his life time. Ranging from the common squabbles of the Edo era to the more recent conflicts between Hell and Earth. The players continued to change, but the end result was always the same. There was nothing to be done about it at that point though, so despite the itching pain he had grown numb to, the Human looked toward the best of things when possible. Life was more enjoyable that way. Living with regrets was hardly living after all.

Though in the midst of the collection of doubts, there was some amusement to be found through agitation. In this instance, operative Jimmy. The very mention of that falsely interpreted memory had driven thoughts of a brief fury. He could feel it resonating from them nearly immediately after his comment. Though they had a fair point in their response, it wasn't one Grance followed. Ranks were relatively worthless to him, something that proved problematic in his earlier days in the Vanguard; and every former militia he had taken part in prior. Whatever negative connotations were brought about by this mattered little to him,. and on a whim he retorted as he always did. "Huh, really? You strike me more as a Jimmy, but if you say so! I'll try to remember, but I make no promises! Also, I'm pretty sure I'm at least triple your age, so don't know where you're getting the child thing from." Whether natural idiocy or sarcasm, it was hard to tell. It was probably a mix of both though. In the midst of the more dark tone set in the scene, it was a source of humor to mellow things out a little.

His eyes drifted between the trio as tensions spiked drastically. In only a matter of moments he could feel the former source of his light amusement and the sorrow-filled girl at Azure's side nearly at each-others throats. It even surprised him at how sudden the feeling was from them in only a matter of seconds. Fortunately nothing escalated from it, the Vanguard General's power spilling out in their circle and dousing any flames of serious conflict that were building. Maybe he should have expected things like this more often though. It hadn't been very long at all since the events conclusion.It wasn't fair to expect most to move on, especially the few that were burned away the most in the fire.

Dellapero sighed, hearing Azure's unfortunate, but expected response. If he didn't want to, the Unknown had a much closer look on the internal turmoil going on in the man's soul than most. They hadn't even known one another as long as many of the other soldiers that lined the ranks of the organization; yet still the unique connection between them opened up an entire gateway of information others could only attempt to interpret. The cracks in the Iramasha's psyche were deep, on a level that must have been like an ever-present torment. Even through that connection though, there were many things he too could only attempt to comprehend about the situation their leader experienced. But what he knew for sure is that the man was going through a pivotal moment in his existence, something it was best for him to conquer himself with the occasional support to ensure he never dwindled too far into the depths of madness.

"Yeah, I can imagine why. Things really have been a tad problematic lately. " Though wasn't that always the truth? Each generation faced its share of turmoil, and these recent events were the steps of chaos of this era. It never got any easier but there was hope in the definite of how things went.. No matter how dark the night, the sun always rises again in time. It was just a matter of surviving until it did.

"But so long as you stay true to yourself and your ambitions, things will work out in the end. Just have to keep moving forward without regrets! For today though, all of ya' should lighten up and try to relax and enjoy things while you can. Does the soul better to be content with the present than dwell on the past. Just need to keep a note of it to make sure things turn out better next time. " He tried to balance out a look of positivity with acknowledgement to the dim severity of the recently-passed battle. It was too recent to move on from for most, but somebody had to put some lighter spin on the otherwise dark subject matter. Low morale would only make things worse next time something like this happened..Especially if it were to occur soon in retaliation. His eyes glanced to the sky for a moment, pondering over what the near future may have in store. It was an unknown, something that could prove to be the perfect resolution to everything or the dawn of even more dire challenges. The only thing to do was push onward and get the best ending you could manage.

Dellapero looked down to Azure once more, continuing with what should have been an obvious reminder, but one worth noting in the damaged Iramasha's current state of divide. "And regardless how bad things get, ya' got a bunch of people to back you up when need be Azure, so don't worry about needing to do anything solo. "

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