Ha ha ha... I know not if 'correct' is the word I would reach for, my friend. But you are right that we shall have to be mindful of future developments.
But even if there isn't, my soul is special. It should survive wherever it winds up, and I should be able to recover from there. Then it'll just be a matter of finding my way back here.
That's not a habit I was expecting from someone like you.
[Perhaps he doesn't understand, because he was born mortal and acquired immortality later in life. Is Mikazuki not eternal to the extent a blade can be? Does the same hold true for those who enjoy his company? If so, fine; but if not, that sentimentality sounds painful.]
[there is a soft period of silence, and mikazuki seems to be weighing his options on how much exactly he wants to say.
but he supposes if it is to a dying man - ]
... I suppose you could say that my work involves the flow of time - knowing how it must be, ensuring its course.
However as I am meant to return to the same eras again and each time, there are a few familiar faces... Friends that I have made in times long ago, though they may lack recollection - if only because to them, we have never met.
And yet I carry promises that we have made - to honor my memory, and theirs.
[Sieghart is quiet as he considers this revelation. It's different from what he expected, but he finds himself more understanding of this than his earlier impression. Melancholia trickles in unbidden.
Does that make it any less lonesome?
If only he could turn back time . . . ]
It doesn't matter how much of those memories are lost. Some promises never fade.
[He may speak lightly, but he doesn't make his promises the same way. No matter how much shame consumes him from the inside . . . ]
Even if I forget, I won't stop until we meet again.
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Sieghart simply nods. He did say that he'd explain, and he considers that a priority.]
What is it?
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When you say 'at the start of the week' - do you mean Monday? Where it it approach you, and could you make out any identifying features of its shape?
And when it took you...
You had said that rage has always been a part of your life - but I still wish to know if what you felt during the trial... if that was yours.
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[He gives a small and dismissive wave. It's very simple to him.]
As for the shadow . . . It must have been around then. It just appeared out of the blue, but I don't know what it looked like.
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After you killed Flayn on Thursday, did you feel any differently? Do you know what will become of your -
Mari, you had said?
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[Mari. Mari . . . ]
I don't know. All I know is that I was growing angrier by the day.
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[ . . . ]
Did something in particular prompt you? Did you feel like it must have been her, or was it something you evaluated and chose?
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[He looks aside. It's funny, how quickly insensibility turned into rage.]
I was never angry with her.
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She had already been awake without your intent to kill her specifically?
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It could've been anyone. I would have gone after them no matter what.
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... I see.
That deviates slightly from prior patterns, does it not?
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Given all the places we cover altogether, there's a chance that more changes may come along.
[It would be wonderful if this was a two-week ordeal.]
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[he tilts his head]
... given the prior pattern of the existence of a place for your soul after this, do you hope that is the same?
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But even if there isn't, my soul is special. It should survive wherever it winds up, and I should be able to recover from there. Then it'll just be a matter of finding my way back here.
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[ . . . something around the corners of jiji's eyes soften.]
If that is the case, and you do return and I am still present, I hope that we are able to meet again.
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I shall carry your certainty with me, my friend.
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That's not a habit I was expecting from someone like you.
[Perhaps he doesn't understand, because he was born mortal and acquired immortality later in life. Is Mikazuki not eternal to the extent a blade can be? Does the same hold true for those who enjoy his company? If so, fine; but if not, that sentimentality sounds painful.]
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[the sentiment makes mikazuki smile, as though enjoying a private joke]
And what might you mean by that, my friend?
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Is it because I was born mortal? My thoughts are different. After I acquired immortality, I gave up meeting the same people more than once.
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but he supposes if it is to a dying man - ]
... I suppose you could say that my work involves the flow of time - knowing how it must be, ensuring its course.
However as I am meant to return to the same eras again and each time, there are a few familiar faces... Friends that I have made in times long ago, though they may lack recollection - if only because to them, we have never met.
And yet I carry promises that we have made - to honor my memory, and theirs.
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Does that make it any less lonesome?
If only he could turn back time . . . ]
It doesn't matter how much of those memories are lost. Some promises never fade.
[He may speak lightly, but he doesn't make his promises the same way. No matter how much shame consumes him from the inside . . . ]
Even if I forget, I won't stop until we meet again.
comes back to this crusty tag bc i've had it open for a week
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