The way there's so much happening in this memory but he's also just like WHY THE HELL ARE THEY TALKING ABOUT HUMANS SO WEIRDLY on top of everything else. But the actual person in front of them who so callously can't even remember the name of the village whose destruction he had a hand in - that's all familiar. Familiar behavior from familiar people. Hateful, awful creatures, human or otherwise.
Leon gets to look cool just punching out his own heart microphone about it, but the first thing he says after the memory begins to recede is a simple:]
[ leon....... also please ask about humans. please,
anyway. this is not the Worst memory he has by any means - he sets a hand against his own heart by the time it's over, absently, and scaramouche's question catches his attention. did he suffer. my god. ]
In the end? He did. [ boy, he sure did. he has some complicated feelings about that one, but. ] Though it is the general he simpered for who was the larger issue.
[ not that this guy wasn't also an issue. absolutely fuck klinger he was awful and deserved everything he got. ]
[STOP I FORGET HE'S STROHL thank god scaramouche doesn't call anyone by name ever so i will never have to worry about this slip.
It's good to know that the guy suffered, though! Yeah! He loves it when people suffer. Just like, generally. But it does hit better when the person who suffers really deserves to suffer.]
That's always the case. There are many above any particular miserable wretch who are equally miserable and deserve even worse suffering.
[ ... even if he feels like, the tiniest bit complicated about that too lately but he REFUSES to allow himself to feel any more complicated than he already has. it's fine. the memshare breeze does not blow again, but there's a flicker of it, a flicker of red fire. ]
Two different kinds. Klinger was a pathetic armchair general with a power complex. Louis - Louis is far worse than that. He intends to inflict the suffering upon the world that he suffered. Supposedly.
No, the... [ mmf. ] The wrongs were there. That part's not supposed at all.
[ he shifts a little where he's standing, now, brow furrowed, fists clenching and unclenching lightly at his sides. because. ]
The place he grew up was attacked by the Church - burned to ashes by it, for the sole crime of having been the home of the eldan tribe. And he has seen Forden- the Sanctifex, the one who was behind it all, beyond dead. Humiliated and made a fool, in front of all. But he's caused countless more beyond that.
[ the wind shifts again, like a tear open in reality, briefly. fire - a burning village, a young man with round horns and ashy-blonde-gray hair - strohl, not louis guiabern. ]
He paid that favour back to my home, and the homes of thousands of others. None of the people of Halia had anything to do with him, or his crusade.
[He listens, and his gaze flicks briefly toward the tear in reality and the burning village that can be seen on the other side. me googling just out of curiosity like why is louis such a beautiful war criminal]
Well, that's not surprising. Cycles of violence do repeat themselves in perpetuity.
[Crazy people lash out and drag so many random bystanders into their messes! He definitely does not find that relatable at all.]
Those with their eyes set on revenge often become blind to anything along the way. Or they would prefer to burn it all, anyway.
Yeah. [ his voice's a little rougher there - he shoves his hands in his pockets. ] I just don't think he gave a damn in the first place. 's the difference between us, in the end.
[He assumes this guy was eventually felled in some way, if only because tyrants almost always are, as long as they're not absolute in cosmic authority like SOME THINGS.]
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week 3, monday
anyway scaramouche can see not the memory i initially planned on giving him, but rather, the awakening of a warrior. stop at 4:20! blaze it. ]
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The way there's so much happening in this memory but he's also just like WHY THE HELL ARE THEY TALKING ABOUT HUMANS SO WEIRDLY on top of everything else. But the actual person in front of them who so callously can't even remember the name of the village whose destruction he had a hand in - that's all familiar. Familiar behavior from familiar people. Hateful, awful creatures, human or otherwise.
Leon gets to look cool just punching out his own heart microphone about it, but the first thing he says after the memory begins to recede is a simple:]
Did he suffer?
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anyway. this is not the Worst memory he has by any means - he sets a hand against his own heart by the time it's over, absently, and scaramouche's question catches his attention. did he suffer. my god. ]
In the end? He did. [ boy, he sure did. he has some complicated feelings about that one, but. ] Though it is the general he simpered for who was the larger issue.
[ not that this guy wasn't also an issue. absolutely fuck klinger he was awful and deserved everything he got. ]
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It's good to know that the guy suffered, though! Yeah! He loves it when people suffer. Just like, generally. But it does hit better when the person who suffers really deserves to suffer.]
That's always the case. There are many above any particular miserable wretch who are equally miserable and deserve even worse suffering.
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[ ... even if he feels like, the tiniest bit complicated about that too lately but he REFUSES to allow himself to feel any more complicated than he already has. it's fine. the memshare breeze does not blow again, but there's a flicker of it, a flicker of red fire. ]
Two different kinds. Klinger was a pathetic armchair general with a power complex. Louis - Louis is far worse than that. He intends to inflict the suffering upon the world that he suffered. Supposedly.
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Anyway his opinion on vengeancequests differ depending on how he feels about the people doing the vengeancing, so he's just like, hm.]
What supposed wrongs has he suffered.
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[ he shifts a little where he's standing, now, brow furrowed, fists clenching and unclenching lightly at his sides. because. ]
The place he grew up was attacked by the Church - burned to ashes by it, for the sole crime of having been the home of the eldan tribe. And he has seen Forden- the Sanctifex, the one who was behind it all, beyond dead. Humiliated and made a fool, in front of all. But he's caused countless more beyond that.
[ the wind shifts again, like a tear open in reality, briefly. fire - a burning village, a young man with round horns and ashy-blonde-gray hair - strohl, not louis guiabern. ]
He paid that favour back to my home, and the homes of thousands of others. None of the people of Halia had anything to do with him, or his crusade.
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Well, that's not surprising. Cycles of violence do repeat themselves in perpetuity.
[Crazy people lash out and drag so many random bystanders into their messes! He definitely does not find that relatable at all.]
Those with their eyes set on revenge often become blind to anything along the way. Or they would prefer to burn it all, anyway.
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Yeah. [ his voice's a little rougher there - he shoves his hands in his pockets. ] I just don't think he gave a damn in the first place. 's the difference between us, in the end.
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[He assumes this guy was eventually felled in some way, if only because tyrants almost always are, as long as they're not absolute in cosmic authority like SOME THINGS.]