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... How to describe Mason Lagner in a phrase? I doubt even an entire book would leave me the space to explain how I feel. -- Not any <i>particular</i> "feeling," mind you, it's nothing to concern yourself, with, I suppose I more mean to say -- I do not understand him, and whether or not I ever fully will is quite beyond me. And yet he continues to turn as the great wheel does, so I must... Let myself go along with it. What he says is law within these campgrounds, so if he believes there is some worth in me yet despite everything I am and everything I have done, I at the very least owe him my trust that he could well be right.
Nana is not the first reformed criminal to have joined us and he won't be the last. That being said, he is the first god, which while it is of great use to the Cloaks, I cannot let that be the only reason he is with us. I condemn, and would never accept in the Red Cloaks, the being that he once was, but I have full confidence that he is no longer that being. One day, hopefully, I will be able to show that to him.
You know... maybe having so much caffeine intake during the course of like... every day is bad for me. But I'm fine.
Anyway, just wanted to let you know that there's not really any other reason for you to keep visiting the CIA headquarters. Please. We're aware of how many times you want to talk to Miss Williams. The secretary at the front desk refers to you on a first name basis. Please, stop. It stresses me out at times, and also I'm kinda getting worried about you, man.
[holding out his hand to pet Kerri] Yes, that's right... Come here, it's alright. I would never hurt you.
[Its yellow head is the primary reactor as it gets closer, but it calms down after a bit and nuzzles the blue one into his hand.]
Be careful which books you open, you may not like what's printed on the page!
... Who am I kidding? Come here, I'll teach you the REAL art of passive-aggression.
Mnhmhm. You're funny, sir!
... But that does sound very nice. Where do we start?
... Okay, god, I can't even start until I get this off my chest - HE'S SO TINY! LOOK AT HIM! HOLY FUCK! Okay. [clears her throat] Don't tell him I said that, that wasn't like, an affront to his manly man-ness or anything, like... Okay. Anyway. He IS seriously cool, though, I wish kids like him were at my school! He brings a lot of cool stuff to our little team, including farming and being in dirt. That's a good thing.
She's new around here, I think. I wouldn't mind getting to know her more, especially with how passionate she is about justice, and the sort.
Oh! He said that? H-hehe, thank you! [she curtsies slightly] Huh, what to say about him... He seems really nice too! A... Little intense sometimes, but I guess I've never seen that become a /bad/ thing, so it's probably okay! H-ha...
She seems really nice! I hope she can learn to trust her capability a bit more. I do love her dress, as an aside! Such a nice shade of blue, too.
N-no way... You can move? That's... [he bites his nails, eyes wide] ... D-don't tell anyone. Please don't tell anyone I'm doing this. They-- they wouldn't get it. Um... You can help me?
Y-you really are determined to get everyone the happiness they deserve. Maybe we can help find it together. If that's okay.
[he lifts his head from the arm of the couch long enough to acknowledge Terrandus with a weary look that only grows wearier, and he lies back down, saying nothing.]
...Czecile doesn't do much, and he always seems rather irate. But... it doesn't feel like he wants to be like this. He seems kind of... worn down. Maybe I should make him something to lighten his mood a bit.
Oh, that boy? He's traveling with that girl and her little friends... Well, I can say I feel very confident putting Annabelle in his capable hands! Hahaha~...
(... What are you doing? Run far away from here.)
Desiderius is the most gentle of the four kings. He rarely raises his voice to anyone, and he usually remains very level-headed in a situation. But... Well, I hope he's doing well is all.
Oh, what a cute little guest the cat lady brought us! He's got a mouth on him, doesn't he... It's the most fun testing just how serious he is about what he says, hohoho!
... Hello, sir. = )
I've actually seen him do it a couple times. Stand up to the others, I mean. He's lucky he's a guest, but at the same time, I'm so fucking jealous. I wish I could be like that.
... I hope there's something I can do to help him. Maybe make a brace for his leg once i'm better with metalworking.
... Don't get me wrong, I don't think I know any other kids his age who can take care of themselves as well as he can. I trust him to look after himself, just... Not with them. Not around them. I get the worst anxiety every time he's out of my sight at the castle.
Annabelle's nice! He's always really polite and well-mannered. He seems a bit... sad about something though.
... What else did you want me to do? What-- What the fuck else was I supposed to do? You didn't give me any other choice. [he's gritting his teeth, tearing up] It's... It's your fault, not mine! Y-- You should've... Known better!! [looking down, he can't fight the tears back anymore] Why didn't you know better? You can't just... DO that to people! Gods-- [his hands rise to cover his face as he lets out a sob] You were only ten years younger than my dad. That's it. I-I wouldn't be like this now if it wasn't for you. Why couldn't you just do right by me and drop dead before you ever met me?!
[holding his head, nursing tangled hair, disheveled on the floor, the way he raggedly gasps for breath - Ophelia comes to mind.] YES-- I DO! I-- [he's panting, like he can't breathe] I--I-- I THOUGHT I HAD IT ALL FIGURED OUT, I THOUGHT ONLY THOSE LAST FEW YEARS HAD EARNED ME THIS SENTENCE, BUT IT-- IT-- [he's shaking his head, only shuddering with each ineffective gasp] ALL OF IT! THE ENTIRE THING WAS ROTTEN! [he lowers that head, eyes shut, temples throbbing, hands planted on the ground to hold himself sitting in an upright position] ... ... ... I didn't... Know why I did that. But today, I figured it out. There was no reason "why," beyond learned selfishness. I never challenged the notion that I was always right, so... I... [his breathing is much quieter, eyes half-lidded, staring at something deeper underground than the floor] ... ... Yes. I regret.
DO YOU REGRET?
YOU WERE FORTUNATE MY GUARDS TOOK THEIR TIME IN REPORTING THEIR FINDINGS.
No, actually your line of reasoning is nonsensical tomfoolery - I would be fortunate if your guards took me right away and imprisoned or killed me as soon as realistically possible, because I recall those couple years were the absolute worst of it. And so too would he be comparatively fortunate. Your flexing only serves to boost your ego, you old fool. You think you're a hero for saying such things? Shame.
I remember Nanayo as rather composed. Quiet and dutiful.
S-so... the screaming. Oh gods, the screaming.
[out of breath, he genuflects to his queen, and in catching his breath he says thus:] So... Pleasant to have an... An appreciative audience... Would you like some more?
I remember this one. I believe my words were as follows: "Nanayo Lacertes. A royal whose hair brings to mind the very tail of Kitumbron. Your contributions are many, but your sins weigh heavy on you all the same, whether you knew it or not. I am afraid your fate, for now, lies outside Paradise. I pray that you find true peace within yourself."
[his fists at his side start shaking, his teeth gritting] ... That one spoke from such a lofty height, taking their words of "comfort" to heart was simply not possible. "I pray that you find true peace within yourself," they said, and I am certain they meant it. That is what I cannot stand about them. They believed in those words even as they left their throat.
... I saw you. What is your name, specter? I did not know I had a companion in this abandoned temple - do not be afraid, child. I know the halls of this temple well enough to guide you. [he assumes Revelation is lost. how presumptuous.]
(So quick to name me, 'specter,' 'child'... companion. You've become so comfortable here in my sanctuary, haven't you?
One name may prove. Let's see.)
He's quite rude. But then again, so was Gieg when I met him, and it came from a place of terror.
You know what? Does shit like this always have to come from a place of pain? Do I always have to have some fucking excuse? Can't it just be abraca-fuck-you?
My father was complicit in your pain. I can do nothing else but apologize for his inaction and congratulate your escape. Do not make me regret my sympathy, Sir Bellcedel.
Ooh, 's'that a threat? You mean there's something I could do to make you regret being a Kendan with a beating fucking heart and feeling sorry for the fact that your shitty and useless dad let one of his precious elected officials continue to terrorize and rape me because he was too lazy to look into it for real? That's funny! That's funny. Wonder how quick I'll get there. Bet you 20 pieces of gold I'll get there in a week! Wish me luck! Die.
... You deserve so much better.
HAHAHA, you really think I care what Orphan McComplicitInHisOwnFather'sDeath the TRAITOR has to say about ... <i>wh... what?</i>
...If it brings you any comfort, I last saw him in the cell he belonged in.
... You're not too bad for a replacement windfish. I hope he burns.
...I remember that voice. I tried to make him listen.
I am so sorry.
... And I remember you too! Hey therrr~e... ... Did he even tell you about me? Or did he just forget me out at sea that fast...
YOU WOULD DARE SPEAK WITH ME IN SUCH TONES, BRAT?
MY KINGDOM IS VAST. SOME ASPECTS WILL BE OVERLOOKED FOR MORE IMPORTANT MATTERS.
AND A DEMON INVASION TAKES PRECEDENCE.
... Hahaheyyy, I remember you! Sorry - what was it you said to me when you were alive? "I'll look into it." Yeah. How'd that go? Never did end up hearing about that for the next year I spent with him, in utter fucking terror that he'd find out - or hell, that he already did and just wasn't saying anything cause he knew it was fucking with my head.