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[unwieldyfate]

Who: EVERYONE
When: Day 43, afternoon
Where: EVERYWHERE
What: mmmmiiiinnnngleee

[insert afternoon minglings in this post]

Comments

[yuetsu]

You seem to think the path of personal pleasure is the 'correct' one to take. I do not.

[ticking]

Hmm... No, not really.

[smooke]

Pleasure, personal or not, isn't about 'correct' or anything. It's just what people do. All people. Even the people who take a path of 'goodness' do it because it brings them pleasure. Either they are pleased to stand above others and judge, or maybe they are actually one of the rare few that cares, and it pleases them to help and bring 'goodness' into this world.

But if that was you, I think you would've said so a while back.

[yuetsu]

Maybe I just wanted it to be a surprise.

[ticking]

[snrk]

I know people with that sort of nature, they aren't hard to recognize. You don't 'care', that's easy enough to see.

[yuetsu]

. . . your point?

[ticking]

So, what drives you? All pleasure is a sin, but you must enjoy something about it.

[yuetsu]

Somehow you're not my ideal confidant.

[ticking]

Tell me and I'll go away.

[yuetsu]

Currently there is nothing that drives me other than removing irritants from my life.

[ticking]

[...laughs]

It doesn't work if you don't give an honest answer.

[yuetsu]

[ SIGH.

GAWD. ]

I was searching for an answer.

[ticking]

To what question?

[yuetsu]

[ . . . ]

It's a question only meant for one being. And that isn't you.

[ticking]

Maybe if you'd spoken it before you'd find that more than your god has the answer.

[yuetsu]

. . .

It's not meant for Him either.

[ticking]

...oh?

[siiits up now i'm curious]

[yuetsu]

. . .

[ticking]

Hm, so someone close to you, or you're really spent however long looking for an answer within yourself? That's almost romantic.

[yuetsu]

No.

[ticking]

No?

[gingerly pulling his foot over and seeing if there is anything he can do about broken foot]

[yuetsu]

. . . both of those suggestions are wrong.

[ticking]

Explain then, also, the question.

[Sticking fingers into foot to. feel bone damage]

[yuetsu]

[ if you have a broken foot it seems like an ideal time to get up and leave. . . just. Bolster up my own injuries for the time being anyway. ]

[ticking]

[laughs]

Escaping? I'll have the same question for you later, priest. We can do the dance again too, if you like.

[yuetsu]

I was in the middle of something when you interrupted.