[Oh. Oh no. After almost five years, Hitoya is too well versed in the language of Jyushi. All sides of it. Every persona. And the words that go unspoken but not quite unsaid by those bright, wide eyes.
He suppresses a groan, doesn't roll his eyes, not anything to draw attention it so they can take care of what they came here to do. But they'll talk about this later.]
Alright. Get ready kid. [That's all the warning Jyushi will get as he takes up his mic. A sort of energy swirls around him in the form of ghostly apparitions fading in and out. That's new but no time to give it much thought before launching into his verse.]
Playtime's over, time to get sober Aren't you tired of all this one thing after another Take this mic hear the sound To bury all enemies underground Then climb atop the mound
Taking the top like vandals Calling all the shots, two commandos this is the new level, full of new devils That's what it means to be Bad Ass Temple
no subject
He suppresses a groan, doesn't roll his eyes, not anything to draw attention it so they can take care of what they came here to do. But they'll talk about this later.]
Alright. Get ready kid. [That's all the warning Jyushi will get as he takes up his mic. A sort of energy swirls around him in the form of ghostly apparitions fading in and out. That's new but no time to give it much thought before launching into his verse.]
Playtime's over, time to get sober
Aren't you tired of all this one thing after another
Take this mic hear the sound
To bury all enemies underground
Then climb atop the mound
Taking the top like vandals
Calling all the shots, two commandos
this is the new level, full of new devils
That's what it means to be Bad Ass Temple