If asked, Ikki wouldn't be able to tell who told that to him, his biggest guess would be Guilty as the memory is accompanied with pain and it certainly fitted how life at Death Queen's Island was. Constant training, constant fighting until he was on the verge of death, sleep wasn't something he went to, it happened, on short intervals whenever he lost consciousness before he was awakened again by his master. After that, life went calmer, and sleep became something he was able to properly do, but it remained a luxury to be earned.
And he had lost that luxury right now, he lost it the moment the first of the Spades was captured. Instead of sleeping, he hurled himself in his room for a while, burning his Cosmo, pushing his own regeneration capacity, meditating and focusing his energies the same way he had done many times in the past, before heading out to fight the enemy.
He didn't expect much when he stepped out on the deck, definitively not to see that nameless guy working there, but he wouldn't be able to say that he was surprised either. "How are preparations going?" Was it adventurous of him to guess what the other man meant to do? Maybe, but no one could blame him for it, not with the display and situation they were in. Any member of the crew that wasn't preparing to go to war should better have a good reason for it in Ikki's opinion, a reason on the lines of being dead, being one of the captured ones or being so wounded they wouldn't be able to walk.
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If asked, Ikki wouldn't be able to tell who told that to him, his biggest guess would be Guilty as the memory is accompanied with pain and it certainly fitted how life at Death Queen's Island was. Constant training, constant fighting until he was on the verge of death, sleep wasn't something he went to, it happened, on short intervals whenever he lost consciousness before he was awakened again by his master. After that, life went calmer, and sleep became something he was able to properly do, but it remained a luxury to be earned.
And he had lost that luxury right now, he lost it the moment the first of the Spades was captured. Instead of sleeping, he hurled himself in his room for a while, burning his Cosmo, pushing his own regeneration capacity, meditating and focusing his energies the same way he had done many times in the past, before heading out to fight the enemy.
He didn't expect much when he stepped out on the deck, definitively not to see that nameless guy working there, but he wouldn't be able to say that he was surprised either. "How are preparations going?" Was it adventurous of him to guess what the other man meant to do? Maybe, but no one could blame him for it, not with the display and situation they were in. Any member of the crew that wasn't preparing to go to war should better have a good reason for it in Ikki's opinion, a reason on the lines of being dead, being one of the captured ones or being so wounded they wouldn't be able to walk.