[The lull after Sensui is what this festival most reminds him of, even if the Dark Tournament might be a more apt comparison. The fact of the matter is Kurama hit the nail on the head earlier when he'd said that it would've been easier for Yusuke if this were a violent kidnapping/hostage situation. He knows how to deal with people who directly and actively mean him and his harm. He doesn't know how to prepare for a threat he doesn't even know the shape of, one clearly trying to get him to lower his guard.
He doesn't reiterate the complaint this time, though. Instead, he grabs a fistful of sand, squeezing it tightly in his hand as though he could somehow make a diamond from the sheer pressure of his rage before he lets it stream out.]
How does playing games and watching fireworks tell us anything about what's going on here? We don't have any clues at all, or any idea who does.
[Hence, all his previous yelling. The only reason it has not continued is because he is not a perpetual motion machine, and can only sustain his temper for so long before he burns out of shit to lose.]
[Thankfully, he is more of an expert on the lull. The quiet waiting, the knowledge that someone may be about to stab you in the back or ambush you without warning. That's the life he had grown accustomed to well before any of them had even been born. That was the life of a demon, and without the luxury of things like festivals and arcades that the humans had taken for granted all their lives.
Kurama waits until he's sure Yusuke is done speaking before he answers, watching the sand sift through his fingers. An action that should be relaxing, but the fox isn't convinced anything would calm him any more than he already was. It wasn't as if his frustration wasn't justified, either.]
We listen.
[Strategy was never Yusuke's strong point. He was good at it, in his own way, and he definitely knew how to surprise an opponent given the opportunity, but he wasn't Hiei hiding in trees or Kurama pointedly waiting for an opening, always forming new plans. Yusuke saved strategy for the battle., this would certainly be much harder on him.]
That's all we can do for now, try to pick up on what is being said and find clues from there. Ask around to see if any others have gotten leads. Sometimes the best action is inaction, Yusuke. You'd be surprised what people will talk about when they think no one else is paying them any attention.
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He doesn't reiterate the complaint this time, though. Instead, he grabs a fistful of sand, squeezing it tightly in his hand as though he could somehow make a diamond from the sheer pressure of his rage before he lets it stream out.]
How does playing games and watching fireworks tell us anything about what's going on here? We don't have any clues at all, or any idea who does.
[Hence, all his previous yelling. The only reason it has not continued is because he is not a perpetual motion machine, and can only sustain his temper for so long before he burns out of shit to lose.]
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Kurama waits until he's sure Yusuke is done speaking before he answers, watching the sand sift through his fingers. An action that should be relaxing, but the fox isn't convinced anything would calm him any more than he already was. It wasn't as if his frustration wasn't justified, either.]
We listen.
[Strategy was never Yusuke's strong point. He was good at it, in his own way, and he definitely knew how to surprise an opponent given the opportunity, but he wasn't Hiei hiding in trees or Kurama pointedly waiting for an opening, always forming new plans. Yusuke saved strategy for the battle., this would certainly be much harder on him.]
That's all we can do for now, try to pick up on what is being said and find clues from there. Ask around to see if any others have gotten leads. Sometimes the best action is inaction, Yusuke. You'd be surprised what people will talk about when they think no one else is paying them any attention.