[The calm mask of the Principal shatters a little when Douman decides to put his elbows on the table and rest his chin on his folded hands in a way that fits his physical age much more than his actual one.]
Of this place. I know what they say, of course, but.... Seeing with your own eyes is always better than relying on secondhand information.
[He waves his hand idly at the last part, implying an 'oh, you know how it is' kind of sentiment. At the same time Douman's eyes scan over the work Seimei had been engrossed with. The planisphere is recognized but quickly dismissed - hasty, the voice of another Seimei drawls inside his thoughts only to be stomped out of existence quickly. The memory of that man is the least thing Douman needs on his mind right now, and it's another red mark in this imposter's book that he has muddled the waters enough to summon it.
No, let's focus back on the star map and why he doesn't need it. Point one, Douman hasn't had a need for the kind of magic that'd require knowing the stars and their positions in centuries. Point two, even if he did, he could easily make one himself that'd be a lot better and more accurate than this man ever could. So dismissing it is the right choice. He is not making a mistake and letting Seimei win. Those kind of games died centuries ago together with his rival.
The content of the notebooks and loose papers interest him more, but unless he finds a thief to hire to get them for him they'll remain out of his reach. For now. Moving on- ]
Let's call the reason for my visit a precaution. Since it's not the first time that somebody has tried to trap me.
[They are playing a dangerous game now. One wrong move, and Douman will lash out to smite the Onmyoji. But Seimei is also an unknown factor, so he doesn't trust anything the other says, does or presents himself as. Being careful with his words and creating a new distance while also sealing the cracks in his armor that might show anything too personal seems common sense.]
no subject
Of this place. I know what they say, of course, but.... Seeing with your own eyes is always better than relying on secondhand information.
[He waves his hand idly at the last part, implying an 'oh, you know how it is' kind of sentiment. At the same time Douman's eyes scan over the work Seimei had been engrossed with. The planisphere is recognized but quickly dismissed - hasty, the voice of another Seimei drawls inside his thoughts only to be stomped out of existence quickly. The memory of that man is the least thing Douman needs on his mind right now, and it's another red mark in this imposter's book that he has muddled the waters enough to summon it.
No, let's focus back on the star map and why he doesn't need it. Point one, Douman hasn't had a need for the kind of magic that'd require knowing the stars and their positions in centuries. Point two, even if he did, he could easily make one himself that'd be a lot better and more accurate than this man ever could. So dismissing it is the right choice. He is not making a mistake and letting Seimei win. Those kind of games died centuries ago together with his rival.
The content of the notebooks and loose papers interest him more, but unless he finds a thief to hire to get them for him they'll remain out of his reach. For now. Moving on- ]
Let's call the reason for my visit a precaution. Since it's not the first time that somebody has tried to trap me.
[They are playing a dangerous game now. One wrong move, and Douman will lash out to smite the Onmyoji. But Seimei is also an unknown factor, so he doesn't trust anything the other says, does or presents himself as. Being careful with his words and creating a new distance while also sealing the cracks in his armor that might show anything too personal seems common sense.]