Masaomi Kida (
generalflirt) wrote2015-01-20 09:44 pm
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~♥FIFTY-EIGHT♥~
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Mmm. I wonder. Call it conjecture on my part, but what happens to a body when you stab out it's heart?
[ This world... but those are some broad assumptions on his part. About more than one thing. ]
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[ But as for the main part of what Masaomi Kida is doing today, he's hanging out by the fountain, standing on the edge of it with arms wide. Weakness. Weakness is what might destroy them, huh? He wonders if that's individual, or if that's the weakness of a people. He wonders what weakness actually means. Despite this, he's not with Linda for once, and there's a smile on his face. It doesn't meet his eyes, but he's hawking around for anyone in the square, particularly people he knows. And he's holding in his hands two... playing cards?
And when he spies someone, he'll have to bound up to them and ask: ]
Hello! Hello~! Let's play a little game, huuuh?
[ Because he's older now. Because it's the end, and because what else is there left for him to loose. He'll play a game which has him terrified. ]
Mmm. I wonder. Call it conjecture on my part, but what happens to a body when you stab out it's heart?
[ This world... but those are some broad assumptions on his part. About more than one thing. ]
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[ But as for the main part of what Masaomi Kida is doing today, he's hanging out by the fountain, standing on the edge of it with arms wide. Weakness. Weakness is what might destroy them, huh? He wonders if that's individual, or if that's the weakness of a people. He wonders what weakness actually means. Despite this, he's not with Linda for once, and there's a smile on his face. It doesn't meet his eyes, but he's hawking around for anyone in the square, particularly people he knows. And he's holding in his hands two... playing cards?
And when he spies someone, he'll have to bound up to them and ask: ]
Hello! Hello~! Let's play a little game, huuuh?
[ Because he's older now. Because it's the end, and because what else is there left for him to loose. He'll play a game which has him terrified. ]
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Well, there's hope-- and there's what's likely.
[a sharp exhale of smoke] This place has always been unstable.
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That's even putting aside that this is a world that feeds on death, or at least that's not too far of leap to make. Maybe it'll be desperate if it's denied food. Or maybe we need to kill it first.
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And I don't know enough about the nature of the organism. Depriving it of food seems the most obvious answer-- but that's exactly what it's best adapted to prevent.
[somehow this whole damn situation is making a kind of sense it never made before, since beginning to think of Luceti itself as an organism]
I suppose what happens after depends on how closely the planet and its-- [organism, consciousness, will?] heart are really bound.
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[ He hums ] Either way, it sort of feels like it might be surrendering something to leave it unfinished.
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But what about you - everyone seems to have their own hopes.
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Ah, those hopes are for them to hold and pursue. I'll just go back to the life I know.
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I'd say a word like "fade" makes it sound like you believe that old life is less remarkable.
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I'm not sure, this long after the fact, that my life back home had even begun.
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Surely you haven't been living here longer than at home. [it's a question, but lacks the interrogative inflection. And, after a pause, he adds] Unless you mean the kind of living, not how long.
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That would allow for a lot of significant life experiences.
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