Listlessness || Kyouko x Shasta || Private

Kyouko did not often take patients in her home. That was an unheard-of place for her, an unheard-of thing. But every now and again, for exceptional customers, there were exceptions made. This was one of those circumstances. Shasta's request for a private visit had taken Kyouko by surprise. At first, she had been tense, but there came a moment's clarity, and Kyouko quietly relocated her Jade Kitsune mask so that it appeared more decorative than it really was. The roan zebroid flicked her ears back. Not for the first time, Kyouko found her thoughts wandering back home to her father. How different would things have been had she not made the foolish decision to turn away? But the decision had been made. She could not go back now. Old Generation who knew her name surely whispered about what had become of Kyouko Miyamoto, promising Master's Daughter.

But there was not time to dwell on that, not now. Kyouko exhaled and flicked her ears back, bowing her horned head. For appearances' sake, there was a small shrine to Argus in her office space, but it was practically a token. Kyouko could not let Argus go. It was a flaw, but he had reached out and blessed her at birth; given her the ability to manipulate memories. Kyouko felt much like a false person in a full skin, but there was nothing to be done about it. A letter, half-written, was hurriedly tucked into her desk before Kyouko could think about it further. Baby steps. Baby steps...

Her head swung to the door of her office--the actual home lay beyond the office-space, set up behind it so that nobody would have to intrude into Kyouko's actual living quarters in order to be seen in this rare fashion. It was, she surmised, about time for her rather important guest. Slow, even steps drew Kyouko close to her door, and she waited, ears drawn back. Hopefully this would not be too much of an ordeal--for either of them. When the knock came, Kyouko opened it with a tug of teke and murmured politely. "Do come in." Even though she now mingled with the New, she had been raised firmly Old, and it showed.