[Well, this is great. Ever since Kariya become head of the house, things have been... he's not sure. In some ways they've actually been a lot better. In others, they've been so much worse. At least before nothing was actually directly coming after him. At least before, Shinji was halfway normal.
Now it's been a few years, and everything's falling apart even more than Byakuya ever thought it would. He's not sure what to do beyond continue to drink. While he's drunk, the horrors lose their edge. And if he drinks enough now, just at sunset, he'll be passed out cold before the priest shows up to consort with Kariya. He hates listening to that.
So here he is, carrying a bottle of whiskey from the kitchen towards his room. Only there's a strange sound in the study -- no one's supposed to be home, so who's rooting around in the books? Nervously, he pokes his head in to see.]
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Now it's been a few years, and everything's falling apart even more than Byakuya ever thought it would. He's not sure what to do beyond continue to drink. While he's drunk, the horrors lose their edge. And if he drinks enough now, just at sunset, he'll be passed out cold before the priest shows up to consort with Kariya. He hates listening to that.
So here he is, carrying a bottle of whiskey from the kitchen towards his room. Only there's a strange sound in the study -- no one's supposed to be home, so who's rooting around in the books? Nervously, he pokes his head in to see.]