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Who: Anyone!
When: Day 41, Noon
Where: Common Room
What: Mingle!

[In the common room, there are large stacks of colored paper on a simple wood table, a bowl filled with all different types of writing tools, and a small sign.]

What do you desire?

[Feel free to draw or write or mingle. Kain may be around.]

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[It's so hard to explain :( ]

I wanted to be king.

How does that make you a monster?

Well, it's more accurate to say I wanted things to change.

Hm, the monster was a requirement of sorts. In order to be king, I had to consume the body of a...

[Stops]

[the last part of that sentence is already disturbing enough, why are you stopping?

s-staring...]

C-consume...what?

The body of a god.

[did he hear that right?]

[wait let him put that together in his head.]

[consuming a god. consuming a god.]

...Y-you...that makes you...

[PANIC]

What does that make you?

[:(]

Even then I knew I had been born just for that moment. Later, I understood that had not been the first time.

[burying his face in his hands]

...What are you saying?

[please don't be saying what I think you're saying]

[I hate hurting your feelings. :( ]

A being whose sole purpose is to cause destruction.

I am the worst.

[Just...feeling...

angry.]

You are a...[raising his voice] When were you going to tell me!

I was not...

[hiding it.

Just takes his anger quietly for a while, because he fully believes he deserves it. :( ]

My apologies.

Edited 2012-04-20 08:09 (UTC)

Y-you think an apology is going to make it all better?

You know how I feel about gods! You know.

[turning away because he really can't look at him right now.]

[Opens his mouth to say something, but ends up deciding that anything he says will only hurt Wander further. Hasn't he already caused harm enough?

So he bows politely and walks way, feeling lonely and miserable.]

Edited 2012-04-20 08:22 (UTC)

[he sees that and considers running off somewhere, but is far too angry.

he rushes over to Sion and grabs him by the wrist]

Do not walk away from me!

[Not looking up as he is too overwhelmed by feelings. If this is hell, he certainly deserves it.]

...

[He just wishes he had not involved Wander in this]

That thing you became when we were fighting the snakes -- this is what that was all about, isn't it?

[those creepy black blades that just...reminded him of something...]

[his grip involuntarily tightens before he lets his wrist go]

You will not even defend yourself. Is that because you are no different from them?

[Flinches]

There is nothing I could possibly say that would make my existence defensible.

[his gaze softens for a moment, disappointed that he didn't say something that would magically make everything all better in his eyes.]

You are right.

[and then he simply turns and starts walking away.]

[He is going to keep walking towards his room in a dignified manner, and then lock himself there and continuously cry for the next couple of days.

You will find tea and dango waiting for you in the kitchen. Eventually. :(]

Edited 2012-04-20 09:14 (UTC)

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