[ back at the dorm, leo can be found in the game room. he is... learning how hard it is to play with one functional hand, which means he's just emanating frustration.
but he looks up when he hears caleb and offers a small nod. ]
[He's honestly a little curious about this room, but he doesn't understand anything about games. More than anything, he's just looking for something to do, so.]
. . . Yes, most likely. It's a bit different than what we had in fall.
Must be nice. All we've got is Piper's charmspeak, and that just made the eidolons angry.
[ through the whole conversation, there's been a low thrum of restlessness coming from leo. not unusual, with the way he never stops moving, but it's a little louder than normal. there's a quick pulse of uncertainty before leo continues: ]
Hey, um - I wanted to ask you something, actually. Nothing to do with ghosts, though.
A life for a life? In the abstract, or in a specific case?
[His confusion and curiosity only grows, hearing that.]
. . . I think it's a bit trite. People who have been hurt will always want vengeance, and I can't pretend I have been different in that regard. But it is no trade. Death won't undo what has already happened.
[There's a little spike of grief and anger there, but.]
I did want to kill the person who did that to him. But there's a difference between what I want and what I think is justice. I don't believe vengeance is justice. Used to, but not for a while now.
Anyway, Caiman is dead, and I don't feel happy about it, or satisfied.
Kind of. It was like - whether I felt that way, or if I could stop someone else from doing it, when it could mean destruction? Something about... acknowledging when we've made mistakes, and moving on instead of holding onto the resentment of it, I guess.
Mm. Well. . . that isn't so bad. Though I don't, uhm, think I would care to hear any lectures from these places that also harm us and use our loved ones against us.
...Yeah. Yeah, fuck that. I mean - I think part of it made sense, but they really didn’t have to do it like that. And I still don’t know why it had to be you, either.
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commandertoolbelt) wrote2021-06-13 06:48 pm
week 4, sunday.
but he looks up when he hears caleb and offers a small nod. ]
Come for a distraction?
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. . . Yes, most likely. It's a bit different than what we had in fall.
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. . . A recommendation, perhaps?
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Okay, how about that one? [ throws dart it's luigi's mansion, why not. ] As long as you're not scared of ghosts.
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[They are not scary.]
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[ through the whole conversation, there's been a low thrum of restlessness coming from leo. not unusual, with the way he never stops moving, but it's a little louder than normal. there's a quick pulse of uncertainty before leo continues: ]
Hey, um - I wanted to ask you something, actually. Nothing to do with ghosts, though.
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Of course.
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[His confusion and curiosity only grows, hearing that.]
. . . I think it's a bit trite. People who have been hurt will always want vengeance, and I can't pretend I have been different in that regard. But it is no trade. Death won't undo what has already happened.
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...What about in Molly's case?
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I did want to kill the person who did that to him. But there's a difference between what I want and what I think is justice. I don't believe vengeance is justice. Used to, but not for a while now.
Anyway, Caiman is dead, and I don't feel happy about it, or satisfied.
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Right. Yeah. Um... Sorry to bring that up, I know it's... not easy.
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[It's upsetting, but he doesn't seem angered or bothered by it being brought up.]
I don't mind talking about this. But why are you asking?
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[ with a wince, he admits: ] They might have mentioned Molly.
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Whether you would take one?
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Especially when they start out by trying to kill you.
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Well, you know. It was a test. We were supposed to figure it out on our own. The stupid saint didn't even warn us what it would be.
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...Yeah. Yeah, fuck that. I mean - I think part of it made sense, but they really didn’t have to do it like that. And I still don’t know why it had to be you, either.
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