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✿ Ninth Bud [strange scribbles/voice]

[With a frustrated sigh, Kaori abandons the poor attempt at communication by scratching the surface of the pen across the whole page, eventually ripping it out. It was stupid to think that just because she was able to write perfectly fine a week ago, she would be able to for a while now that she was back to normal. Things didn't work that way.

So much for trying to be anonymous about this and avoiding talking to people more than she has to, but she still wanted answers to her question anyway. Pausing for a deep breath, she dives right in.]

Is anyone out there lucky enough to have their brother or sister here?

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[It doesn't matter that she can't see - he can't bring himself to meet her gaze. She'll worry about him, won't she? There's far too much in the world to be sad about.]

I'm...no longer alive there.

Legato would probably think twice before pursuing you there.

... I don't think he would. [He was able to control her body without any effort, and even now she doesn't know what he's capable of.]

.....He's that powerful.....?

[His worry increases, and Kaori can probably feel it. How was he going to keep her safe?]

I don't know, Vash never said exactly... [That's one of the things she should ask him sometime, when they see each other again. And whether it was really okay to be telling others about this.]

... I think Vash gets scared of him sometimes.

Why do you say that? [He's sensing some self-esteem issues here. Don't mind the prying.]

Edited 2011-11-02 23:42 (UTC)

--how is that long dead? He's got another good ten years on him!

[For some reason she doesn't mind, it's been a while since she's spoken about her twin.] Because he is?

[No longer alive there.

That meant...

No, no no no no no that couldn't be true, he couldn't be gone, Luceti can't be borrowed time for him. It wasn't fair, it just wasn't fair! He couldn't be someone else who joins the ranks of those she's lost, even if the curse placed upon her will make it so that anyone she cares for would eventually leave her. But Mithos was different, he understood in a way that no one else had been able to before. Does she really have to lose him as well?

It wasn't fair.] Why?!

How the hell do you manage to even live past twenty years old?

It's not that difficult!

How old are you?

Just because isn't really a good answer, y'know.

I'm fifteen! [And that's the age of glorious adulthood where she's from.]

[He's asked himself the same question: why? Why, even though he loves his sister so much, even though he tried so hard (but not for her, not for her, the unwanted reminder rings), even though he wanted what was best for the world, why couldn't his dream be realized?]

Life has never been fair to us... I refuse to accept that, I always have, but it's true. We're not allowed to rise above it.

[A pause, thoughtful, weary. He's just tired of being shot down, no matter how hard he strives to turn his despair around. Story of his entire life. And he realizes that he's only told her snatches of it... Maybe he should...?]

You're only five years younger than me!

It's not...? [Well, how do you explain something you know?]

Yup! That's adult age.

[It's almost too much for her right now. To think that if Mithos ever went home... There was no way she could leave Luceti now. No matter how kind and honest the people seemed to be (it was disgusting, honestly), or how confusing it was... Here, she could have Mithos.

Her grip on his hand tightens again, firm with the resolve to not leave the side of the person who understood so much without even trying. Kaori couldn't give up this precious person.]

You'd have pretty damn long to live after that in my world.

[Now she's just staring at the journal in wide surprise, because that really wasn't an idea people had back in her world.]

Try to give me an example, or something. A story. A time when he was nicer than you. Or the other way around. I'm curious.

[Mithos is quiet for a moment, focusing on the comfort given by her hands in his. Softly, he breaks the silence.]

I wanted to create a peaceful world where half-elves could live freely, without fear of persecution. That was my dream, for us to be accepted. We strove to end the war not only because it was consuming the world's mana, but because we wanted the world to be more welcoming. [He doesn't know why it suddenly seems so important to explain all of this to her, but...it's all pouring out slowly. Four thousand years of sorrows.]

You're separated from them?

The house I live in is filled with people and pokemon. A large number of people would make it difficult for him to take you unaware, would it not? [can you tell how concerned he is? Because right now Frey's in military mode and very much so determined.]

Edited 2011-11-08 17:47 (UTC)

....is it that hard to believe?

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