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caughtinanetwork2012-09-12 09:15 pm
keepsthefire) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-09-12 09:15 pm
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ninth flame : video/ various filters - afternoon of 9/13 { an offering
[Rin looks surprisingly distant and thoughtful today. He's lacking his two usual modes - growling and pissed off or cheerful and derpy. He's just sort of... there.
As much as he wanted to believe it wasn't going to bother him, what Maka revealed is getting to him. And it's not even necessarily the relation to the other two that's bothering him. It's more the other questions he has on his mind.
But for the public post, he has a purpose aside from that.
Oh and he totally has a Kuro sleeping on his head]
Hey uh... if anyone wants any free lunches already made and you don't wanna bother with the lines at the restaurants today, I grabbed a buncha leftovers from the ball we had frozen and made some. I got way more than even everyone in the Villa is gonna eat, so I figured I'd just give 'em away.
[He holds one up. It's got a rather interesting assortment, not strictly Japanese since there was a pretty good assortment of cultures represented in the food at the masquerade. But whatever, they still look damn good. And Rin has enough bento boxes behind him on the counter to feed about twenty people. How the hell does he do that?
Aaand here comes the next part.]
video//filter//away from Amaimon and Mephisto
Also uh, if anyone sees this guy?
[Rin holds up a picture Amaimon.]
And he's harassin' you or whatever, just send him my away, okay? I'll deal with him.
[He pauses, then continues with with quite a bit of reluctance in his voice, with a tone of some one who is struggling to accept something but knows that he has to sooner or later.]
Just... just tell 'im "little brother" is lookin' for him.
That's it.
[He goes to turn off the SFC, but stops and frowns, switching the filter one last time.]
video//filter//to: Mephisto
Oi. Clown.
We gotta talk.
As much as he wanted to believe it wasn't going to bother him, what Maka revealed is getting to him. And it's not even necessarily the relation to the other two that's bothering him. It's more the other questions he has on his mind.
But for the public post, he has a purpose aside from that.
Oh and he totally has a Kuro sleeping on his head]
Hey uh... if anyone wants any free lunches already made and you don't wanna bother with the lines at the restaurants today, I grabbed a buncha leftovers from the ball we had frozen and made some. I got way more than even everyone in the Villa is gonna eat, so I figured I'd just give 'em away.
[He holds one up. It's got a rather interesting assortment, not strictly Japanese since there was a pretty good assortment of cultures represented in the food at the masquerade. But whatever, they still look damn good. And Rin has enough bento boxes behind him on the counter to feed about twenty people. How the hell does he do that?
Aaand here comes the next part.]
video//filter//away from Amaimon and Mephisto
Also uh, if anyone sees this guy?
[Rin holds up a picture Amaimon.]
And he's harassin' you or whatever, just send him my away, okay? I'll deal with him.
[He pauses, then continues with with quite a bit of reluctance in his voice, with a tone of some one who is struggling to accept something but knows that he has to sooner or later.]
Just... just tell 'im "little brother" is lookin' for him.
That's it.
[He goes to turn off the SFC, but stops and frowns, switching the filter one last time.]
video//filter//to: Mephisto
Oi. Clown.
We gotta talk.
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Well, sometimes it's just better to leave them to fend for themselves.
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[Except that he was. He was and he knew it. Hadn't his friends yelled at him about the same damn thing?
He seemed to keep forgetting about that.
He snaps his mouth shut, hands curling in to fists on his lap. He looks away, muttering something that Alister wouldn't likely pick up.]
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But I tried anyway.
I... was a fool for doing so.
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[By which he means Satan.]
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Hi there. That's sure going to get a stunned look, excuse him.]
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You're afraid of becoming a monster.
...take it from a former monster, I don't see that happening anytime soon.
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[Remember all that talk about his power and how it's stored, Alister? Imagine what happens if something containing that much power starts to shatter.]
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[He shifts and stands, slinging the sword off his back and moving away a few feet. He'd rather not burn Alister, or anything else, but to show the sword it requires pulling the blade, and the flames, however tempered he can make them now, will still show.
He takes it out only part way, and even through the flames there's just the slightest patch of discoloration on the blade. The repair work is well done, and if it weren't for the difference in metals it would be almost indistinguishable from the rest of the kurikara.]
I don't remember most of it. I just remember gettin' more and more angry until... that was all I could feel. And then I blacked out. When I came back Yukio said that the sword had started to crack, and they had to take it to a blacksmith in Kyoto, who's family made the original. They had to use blessed metal to repair it.
Otherwise... I'd just lose control until I wasn't even human anymore.
[He slides the sword shut with a faint shnk! noise, dousing the flames in the process.]
This is the only think keepin' me the way I am now. Without this I'm no different than the rest of the demons in Gehenna.
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He'd known about the boy being special. He'd seen what he was capable of, but to have a single, infantile physical relic keeping him from completely losing his mind and falling straight into the burning depths of insanity? Both of them could need to be careful, for better or worse.
The Elder watches for the longest time, resting his chin over his cupped hands.]
Your entire livelihood depends on the condition of a mere weapon.
[If that wasn't having it rough, the Lombax wasn't sure what was.]
And there's nothing that could bring you back, should it crumble. Nothing at all?
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[Well, no. It does make sense. Because when he was sealed away, one of the things he does remember was feeling his own heart beat after so long of feeling nothing. It was like it was inside and outside of him all at once.
He hadn't thought about it at the time because he was still fuzzy from the entire experience, but looking back, recalling sensations and feelings more than anything else makes him wonder...]
I-I'unno maybe she was right. I don't know what'll happen if it breaks completely.