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...You think? There seems to be a lot of guys like me around.
[It's beginning to become an irony that his personality is apparently so ubiquitous across so many worlds.]
I guess this is really unfortunate for you then~. How'd you end up his babysitter?
[It's beginning to become an irony that his personality is apparently so ubiquitous across so many worlds.]
I guess this is really unfortunate for you then~. How'd you end up his babysitter?
I'm used to it. You're not a tough guy to handle.
[It's the truth. He's dealt with worse personalities before.]
It was an accident, really. I was asking for an easy job and he made me his rappig walker. I guess it goes to show you've got to be careful when offering help.
[It's the truth. He's dealt with worse personalities before.]
It was an accident, really. I was asking for an easy job and he made me his rappig walker. I guess it goes to show you've got to be careful when offering help.
Owch.
[To what part in specific he'll keep to himself. He finally looks up at Guy though.]
....So you've always been picked on even before you came here, hunh?
[To what part in specific he'll keep to himself. He finally looks up at Guy though.]
....So you've always been picked on even before you came here, hunh?
That apparently you have a record. I don't know whether to call you a masochist or just unfortunate 🎵.
[Or just desperate for redemption, the more callous part of his mind whispers. He focuses on his food again. It's a convenient diversion like that.]
[Or just desperate for redemption, the more callous part of his mind whispers. He focuses on his food again. It's a convenient diversion like that.]
[Choking. On his food. Excuse as he pounds on his chest. TOO BLUNT GUY...]
What...kind of question is that?! And don't do that. What am I, some punk kid?
[Touching his head where Guy knocked it. It doesn't hurt obviously. But anything for misdirection.]
What...kind of question is that?! And don't do that. What am I, some punk kid?
[Touching his head where Guy knocked it. It doesn't hurt obviously. But anything for misdirection.]
Sure. I can treat you like that if that's to your liking.
[He's certain he's got a good ballpark guess. That much gave him determination to push onward.]
Anyway, all I'm asking is if something's up. You seem distracted.
[He's certain he's got a good ballpark guess. That much gave him determination to push onward.]
Anyway, all I'm asking is if something's up. You seem distracted.
Edited (phone tagging is pain) 2015-01-10 03:48 (UTC)
...
[He opens his mouth for some bullshit about getting turned down, looks at Guy, closes it. Hmph.... Now is a really unfortunate time to feel honorable.]
I guess you could say I'm angry. It's an inconvenient experience. Anyway I'm listening, I'm listening. You should tell me more.
[Not entirely honest, but not entirely lies either. He tried...?]
[He opens his mouth for some bullshit about getting turned down, looks at Guy, closes it. Hmph.... Now is a really unfortunate time to feel honorable.]
I guess you could say I'm angry. It's an inconvenient experience. Anyway I'm listening, I'm listening. You should tell me more.
[Not entirely honest, but not entirely lies either. He tried...?]
[Staring incredulously... In the end he pokes Guy in the forehead.]
Knock it off.
Knock it off.
[He wouldn't normally say anything. But it's so like Colette. ...Which is like looking at himself.]
Do you have to be so self-sacrificing all the time? You don't have to help everyone, you know. No one's going to hold it against you.
Do you have to be so self-sacrificing all the time? You don't have to help everyone, you know. No one's going to hold it against you.
Whoa, whoa. Who said anything about being self-sacrificing? You're taking my words way out of context.
[Guy's a pushover, sure. And he sometimes gets more involved than he really should at times. But he's someone who can pick and choose his fights.]
I'm being a friend. What do you expect me to do?
[Guy's a pushover, sure. And he sometimes gets more involved than he really should at times. But he's someone who can pick and choose his fights.]
I'm being a friend. What do you expect me to do?
[Leave him to work his way out of his own messes...? He looks down again. What does he expect? It's not as if any of this is something he'd go to his friends with normally. ...In fact he purposely left them out of the loop.
Running his hand through his hair again he stubbornly avoids Guy's gaze.]
Break me out of closets?
Running his hand through his hair again he stubbornly avoids Guy's gaze.]
Break me out of closets?
Edited (Not lame enough there we go) 2015-01-10 05:40 (UTC)
[How to help? How could anyone possibly help? There are no easy answers to the problems in front of him. But that begs the question: what the hell did he even show up here for?
He's quiet for a moment as he tries to think it out. Actually voicing what he wants instead of clandestinely stealing it isn't exactly something he's used to.]
...Help me forget who I am.
[So... He wants to run away. That's why he came. Because he's too cowardly to face himself. He'll return to the black box, but he already did his three for today. Until then... He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't want to remember it. He wants to forget everything about Zelos Wilder.]
You know if you make friends around here the CDC will use them against you.
He's quiet for a moment as he tries to think it out. Actually voicing what he wants instead of clandestinely stealing it isn't exactly something he's used to.]
...Help me forget who I am.
[So... He wants to run away. That's why he came. Because he's too cowardly to face himself. He'll return to the black box, but he already did his three for today. Until then... He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't want to remember it. He wants to forget everything about Zelos Wilder.]
You know if you make friends around here the CDC will use them against you.
[Guy doesn't answer at first. Was that what he was so afraid of? Whatever thoughts were running through his head, he's certain they're tiring.
Quietly:]
Kimlasca and Malkuth frequently fought each other. Relations between them weren't always good. [His file's given most of his past, anyway. All he's doing is elaborating on the skeleton that was already there.] When I moved to Kimlasca, I was essentially entering enemy territory. I didn't think I should waste time making friends.
[He shrugs, lowering his gaze.] I was wrong in the end. People don't work that way. Humans can't stay alone, Zelos. That's just how it is.
Quietly:]
Kimlasca and Malkuth frequently fought each other. Relations between them weren't always good. [His file's given most of his past, anyway. All he's doing is elaborating on the skeleton that was already there.] When I moved to Kimlasca, I was essentially entering enemy territory. I didn't think I should waste time making friends.
[He shrugs, lowering his gaze.] I was wrong in the end. People don't work that way. Humans can't stay alone, Zelos. That's just how it is.
....
[His instinct is to get up and walk away. He doesn't, but he wants to. He's always been good at running from the things in front of him.]
It's widely believed Chosen aren't human in Tethe'alla. [His file even says he isn't human. Hah... That had stung quite a bit to see.] You might be preaching to the wrong person. [...] But I get what you mean.
[His instinct is to get up and walk away. He doesn't, but he wants to. He's always been good at running from the things in front of him.]
It's widely believed Chosen aren't human in Tethe'alla. [His file even says he isn't human. Hah... That had stung quite a bit to see.] You might be preaching to the wrong person. [...] But I get what you mean.
...What kind of compliment is that?!
[An helpful one, but still. What the hell Guy?!]
[An helpful one, but still. What the hell Guy?!]
You--
[WOW???? Damn it. Putting a hand over his face.]
I changed my mind. Just stop talking!
[WOW???? Damn it. Putting a hand over his face.]
I changed my mind. Just stop talking!
[Glad you enjoy his embarrassment Guy? This does help though. Because it's different. Because it's completely separate from the world of nobles and responsibility he belongs to.
But god damn is it embarrassing being so easily figured out.]
Are you kidding? They're not this cutesy about it.
[What the fuck Guy?]
Who told you you're one of my hunnies?
[Kaname....]
But god damn is it embarrassing being so easily figured out.]
Are you kidding? They're not this cutesy about it.
[What the fuck Guy?]
Who told you you're one of my hunnies?
[Kaname....]
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