[ why is everything so insane today. okay. first of all he snaps a picture of this to send to anders, because it's sweet, but - well, then the wind blows, and he's tossed in to kaworu's memories.
there's - there's a lot happening here. the boy, who kaworu so desperately wanted to be friends with at the beginning. the discussion of people and humanity with the strange, shadowy figures. the rebirth of adam, or something like it. the heavy implication of destruction, and the look on kaworu's face at the end.
it's heartbreaking, really. he takes a beat from where he's standing. looks down at kaworu on the couch, at sweet lady, and exhales out, rubs a hand on over his own face. he's not sure if he's even awake or not to have experienced that - if kaworu glances up at him, he'll see his expression is heavy, before he reaches over to adjust one of his pillows from behind him. ]
Bloody hell. [ said very softly. it's hard to say i hope it got better when the poor kid's been through two rounds of murdergame and euchronia, but... well. it solidifies that feeling of one of my own, something that has been present for some time now, even further. ]
[because you are rping with yourself sisi!! and the company!!
Kaworu is awake. Or at least now he is. He can't explain how he felt the memory slip from his mind into Strohl's but somehow had just innately known. Like he felt the barriers between their hearts and minds drop in the moment.]
[ pfft. fair enough - there's a hint of a smile, blink and you'll miss it amusement, and he nods, leaning against the couch and folding his arms. thoughtful. ]
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there's - there's a lot happening here. the boy, who kaworu so desperately wanted to be friends with at the beginning. the discussion of people and humanity with the strange, shadowy figures. the rebirth of adam, or something like it. the heavy implication of destruction, and the look on kaworu's face at the end.
it's heartbreaking, really. he takes a beat from where he's standing. looks down at kaworu on the couch, at sweet lady, and exhales out, rubs a hand on over his own face. he's not sure if he's even awake or not to have experienced that - if kaworu glances up at him, he'll see his expression is heavy, before he reaches over to adjust one of his pillows from behind him. ]
Bloody hell. [ said very softly. it's hard to say i hope it got better when the poor kid's been through two rounds of murdergame and euchronia, but... well. it solidifies that feeling of one of my own, something that has been present for some time now, even further. ]
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Kaworu is awake. Or at least now he is. He can't explain how he felt the memory slip from his mind into Strohl's but somehow had just innately known. Like he felt the barriers between their hearts and minds drop in the moment.]
Sorry you had to see that.
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anyway. there's a pause from where he's adjusting his pillow - he shakes his head. ]
's alright. Doesn't harm me any to know the struggles of a friend. [ that's a heavy word to use in the context, but... it's not an untrue one, so. ]
... Suppose I could pretend I hadn't. I'm not much for pretending, but I'd give it a shot.
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[He exhales and shakes his head a little.]
So you can ask me questions if you want.
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... What happened? Between the two of you.
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