[ nine can find the guy who was sick earlier standing in the convenience store with his hands on his hips, staring down a wall of plastic bags and packaged snacks. ]
Can't even get anything to cook around here, can you...
Isn't that the point about vacations? You aren't supposed to cook or do much else, yo.
[ nine looks freshly cleaned and in different clothes, so he no longer looks like he was in a wreck in himself. he does kind of pause to study the other for a moment as if trying to figure out where he's seen him. ]
[ and just take things... or, well, he kind of is. some part of him deeply desperately wants to be. but those old habits have died or tried to! he tilts his head when nine looks at him, little frown on his face. ]
Like a crown. People give them out for rewards, so if you sit on your laurels, you've already won and you don't do anything.
[ he makes a vague gesture up at his head.... it's not a nice taair explanation by any means but it's an explanation. elda don't get education.... though.... ]
Place what? Have you never seen a clemar before, either?
[ much later after trial, strohl can be found just kind of outside of the hotel with his arms folded, jittering and tense and staring off into the distance, but better off than he was a few hours ago at least! he's shed his fancy yellow coat, there's still blood on his shirt, and it's just
not great chief!
he does not seem to notice he has company right away. brooding. ]
[ but - well, if he was from a later point, this guy would probably remind him of basilio. at the moment, he thinks basilio sucks really hard so he has no reason to.
but... he does have a bit of a weakness for that type of person - sort of rowdy, and after a moment, he sighs. ]
There's not much to say. It just... hit a sore spot. More personal than you'd think.
Seven years ago, what we call a human - a monster - attacked my village and destroyed it. My family called the army for support, and none ever came. And the reason for that was because the general of the army decided that those in power, the king and his men, needed an [ his lip curls, as he delivers this phrase: ] "adequately dramatic demonstration" of the capabilities of the humans. He chose not to help, because he felt that the death of my people, my home, my family would serve as a catalyst for the greater good. To him, their lives were nothing.
The idea of sacrificing others like that makes me sick.
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Can't even get anything to cook around here, can you...
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Isn't that the point about vacations? You aren't supposed to cook or do much else, yo.
[ nine looks freshly cleaned and in different clothes, so he no longer looks like he was in a wreck in himself. he does kind of pause to study the other for a moment as if trying to figure out where he's seen him. ]
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[ and just take things... or, well, he kind of is. some part of him deeply desperately wants to be. but those old habits have died or tried to! he tilts his head when nine looks at him, little frown on his face. ]
...What? Something on my face?
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[ sorry he's like this. nine is just going to take a baggy off the shelf. ]
Just trying to place you is all.
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[ he makes a vague gesture up at his head.... it's not a nice taair explanation by any means but it's an explanation. elda don't get education.... though.... ]
Place what? Have you never seen a clemar before, either?
im sorry
I see. So you aren't the type to sit still, huh?
[ he is going to scratch his head at that though ]
Clamor? I've seen plenty of that in my life.
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not great chief!
he does not seem to notice he has company right away. brooding. ]
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he isn't sure if he should even approach but after a moment or two, he will. ]
Uh... you okay?
[ lame start ]
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he sideglances at nine, tense, and then huffs and snaps: ] Great.
[ ...but that's not fair and he knows it - after a moment, he shakes his head. ]
...Sorry. Fine. I'm fine. You?
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Don't worry about it. My sister is a whole lot more moodier, yo.
[ so he's used to it ]
I'm tired as hell, but still in one piece.
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I wouldn't really call it moody. [ PEOPLE DIED ]
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Pissed as all hell?
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Better. Yeah. Sure. [ jeez. ]
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I'd offer to fight it out but uh... [ arms still fucked ] Do you want to talk about it? I ain't good with words or any of that, but I can listen.
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[ but - well, if he was from a later point, this guy would probably remind him of basilio. at the moment, he thinks basilio sucks really hard so he has no reason to.
but... he does have a bit of a weakness for that type of person - sort of rowdy, and after a moment, he sighs. ]
There's not much to say. It just... hit a sore spot. More personal than you'd think.
put paws on im sorry
nine believes in better just to just spit things out so he'll prod ]
Did someone stupidly believe lies like that woman did?
smooches you're good!!!
...Sort of.
[ he's quiet, for a moment, letting that sit. ]
Seven years ago, what we call a human - a monster - attacked my village and destroyed it. My family called the army for support, and none ever came. And the reason for that was because the general of the army decided that those in power, the king and his men, needed an [ his lip curls, as he delivers this phrase: ] "adequately dramatic demonstration" of the capabilities of the humans. He chose not to help, because he felt that the death of my people, my home, my family would serve as a catalyst for the greater good. To him, their lives were nothing.
The idea of sacrificing others like that makes me sick.