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Albert Wesker / Resident Evil (Deerington CRAU) / Vileblood
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2021-11-14 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
((Continued from Here.))
((OOC: Linked from Here.))
He manages a low, pleased chuckle, though the darkness still cuts through. "I may have had a restrictive upbringing, but not when it came to education. We had free rein of the library. When I wasn't in class or finding ways to give the security detail the slip in order to explore the city of the year, I was curled with some bit of classic fiction or science fiction.
He looks up at her. "And you have the perspective of standing outside of my mind and maintaining sheer objectivity. What do you see?"
He manages a low, pleased chuckle, though the darkness still cuts through. "I may have had a restrictive upbringing, but not when it came to education. We had free rein of the library. When I wasn't in class or finding ways to give the security detail the slip in order to explore the city of the year, I was curled with some bit of classic fiction or science fiction.
He looks up at her. "And you have the perspective of standing outside of my mind and maintaining sheer objectivity. What do you see?"
Edited 2021-11-15 16:53 (UTC)
[ Wu nods slowly, those words cutting too close to the truth, to the fears he has. At least he feels safe, nestled against Mako's chest, with Mako's arms around him. Safe, physically, even if he's still afraid. Afraid of what Mako might say, afraid that Mako might not want to him.
But Mako says he understands. He says it, and Wu needs to let Mako decide for himself. He wouldn't want to force him into anything, again, wouldn't want to lie to him, even if it means Mako won't love him anymore.
He would rather Mako love him for him than love him for a fantasy of himself. He takes a shaky breath ]
That's-- yes. I don't, I don't know why you would, would like me when I'm not... [ He presses closer, fingers curling in Mako's shirt ] I guess, happy, excited Wu is... easier. For people to deal with. So I'm not making them deal with my, ah... negative emotions.
But Mako says he understands. He says it, and Wu needs to let Mako decide for himself. He wouldn't want to force him into anything, again, wouldn't want to lie to him, even if it means Mako won't love him anymore.
He would rather Mako love him for him than love him for a fantasy of himself. He takes a shaky breath ]
That's-- yes. I don't, I don't know why you would, would like me when I'm not... [ He presses closer, fingers curling in Mako's shirt ] I guess, happy, excited Wu is... easier. For people to deal with. So I'm not making them deal with my, ah... negative emotions.
Just don't do it again. To me, or anybody. Jeez...
[ He doesn't need an apology, not really. But he needs assurance that some weird kid isn't stalking him. ]
At least you know it's fucked up.
[ That's something. For a moment, he's reminded too much about a similar conversation he had, another one where he didn't want an apology, but he wanted Sodia to own up to her shit. ]
[ He doesn't need an apology, not really. But he needs assurance that some weird kid isn't stalking him. ]
At least you know it's fucked up.
[ That's something. For a moment, he's reminded too much about a similar conversation he had, another one where he didn't want an apology, but he wanted Sodia to own up to her shit. ]
Hm. Guess we don't know that, what's after. For us, here, I dunno if there is one. Just... being a squid again.
[ Yuri rests a hand on his shoulder ]
But, hey, let's talk philosophy somewhere safer. [ And warmer, for his sake. He shivers, now that he's coming down off of the fight with the beast. He should probably clean up the body, but he can do that later, once Blue is safe back at home.
He nudges Blue forward, heading back toward the wall of the city ]
You... you have your second chance, right?
[ Yuri rests a hand on his shoulder ]
But, hey, let's talk philosophy somewhere safer. [ And warmer, for his sake. He shivers, now that he's coming down off of the fight with the beast. He should probably clean up the body, but he can do that later, once Blue is safe back at home.
He nudges Blue forward, heading back toward the wall of the city ]
You... you have your second chance, right?
"Yeah, I get that. Better to live off your own mettle, right?" He laughs softly, shaking his head. "I dunno, though. Magic is pretty useful. Yours is. My friend, back home, Estelle, can heal just about anything. Saved my ass more than once. But your friend has a point, too."
Maybe neither way is right. He's okay with that grey space, that both are right, and both are wrong, at the same time.
"You miss him, huh?"
Maybe neither way is right. He's okay with that grey space, that both are right, and both are wrong, at the same time.
"You miss him, huh?"
[ His eyes light on the gem, and his brows furrow. That's pretty similar to a blastia, isn't it? Or, it might be. ]
So... ice and fire, right?
[ If he's right, he's going to be really proud of himself. ]
Right, so if you're used to ice, fire must be tough? Huh. I don't do much elemental stuff, or I didn't. Just steel.
[ He laughs, then waves a hand for Kaeya if he wants to follow him out of the square ]
What's that thing made of, the Vision?
So... ice and fire, right?
[ If he's right, he's going to be really proud of himself. ]
Right, so if you're used to ice, fire must be tough? Huh. I don't do much elemental stuff, or I didn't. Just steel.
[ He laughs, then waves a hand for Kaeya if he wants to follow him out of the square ]
What's that thing made of, the Vision?
"Vigilante, huh? Me, I got my first sword when I was twelve. Well, I shared my first sword," he laughs easily, and waves for her to follow him, if she wants to. He doesn't really feel like standing still in this square. "Had a stint as a vigilante, too. Didn't work out that great for me. Hope it does better, for you."
Me? Yeah. My best friend, Flynn. Might've seen him around, real stiff guy, blonde, wearing armor, too polite?
[ He laughs softly, and Repede stands up to go and sit by her. He doesn't touch her, but he sits resolutely there, providing just some company ]
It does help, though. I dunno what I would do, here, without him. Had to try, last month. [ When he died ] So, I get it, at least kinda. But, hey. There are plenty of people here, right? [ New friends to make ]
[ He laughs softly, and Repede stands up to go and sit by her. He doesn't touch her, but he sits resolutely there, providing just some company ]
It does help, though. I dunno what I would do, here, without him. Had to try, last month. [ When he died ] So, I get it, at least kinda. But, hey. There are plenty of people here, right? [ New friends to make ]
...no. I don't mind.
[ That's a massive understatement.
Already the other Mako is fading away, less like a phantom and more like a shadow. It seems like he's melting back into his surroundings, into the city that made him, with a quiet smile on his face.
The older Mako stays behind, still looking around himself with longing clear on his face, mentally ticking off landmarks, places, moments in time. There, the alley he and Bolin made their home for a few weeks. Across the street the grocer who'd take pity on Mako sometimes and give him unsold produce, enough to feed him and Bolin for a few days, and a few shops down from there a restaurant who sometimes let Mako wash dishes for a few yuan under the table. ]
It's, uh.
[ There's so much feeling in his voice, and Mako tries to swallow around it, tries to hide it. It doesn't work. ]
It's kind of nice that it won't just be me and Bo who know... what this place looks like. Even Korra and Asami never really came here. Wu definitely didn't. It's pretty dangerous.
[ That's a massive understatement.
Already the other Mako is fading away, less like a phantom and more like a shadow. It seems like he's melting back into his surroundings, into the city that made him, with a quiet smile on his face.
The older Mako stays behind, still looking around himself with longing clear on his face, mentally ticking off landmarks, places, moments in time. There, the alley he and Bolin made their home for a few weeks. Across the street the grocer who'd take pity on Mako sometimes and give him unsold produce, enough to feed him and Bolin for a few days, and a few shops down from there a restaurant who sometimes let Mako wash dishes for a few yuan under the table. ]
It's, uh.
[ There's so much feeling in his voice, and Mako tries to swallow around it, tries to hide it. It doesn't work. ]
It's kind of nice that it won't just be me and Bo who know... what this place looks like. Even Korra and Asami never really came here. Wu definitely didn't. It's pretty dangerous.
You really can't guess why I might like you even when you're a mess?
[ The words are gentle, with just a slight teasing edge. Mako pulls back just enough to look down at him, quirking a brow. ]
Can't think of a single reason?
[ The words are gentle, with just a slight teasing edge. Mako pulls back just enough to look down at him, quirking a brow. ]
Can't think of a single reason?
[ Wu opens his mouth to respond, then closes it, meeting his eyes. The intensity of his feelings for Mako wrack through him again, traveling through where they're touching.
Then he laughs, soft and easy ]
Maybe I can think of one.
Then he laughs, soft and easy ]
Maybe I can think of one.
[ Mako's breath catches as all of that rolls through him, washing along the lines of his ribs like the tide. Wu—
Wu really loves him.
Wu loves him so much that it's kind of hard to wrap his head around, kind of hard to... even think about. What has Mako done to earn that? What made Wu feel this way? Mako hasn't even been that great of a boyfriend, but apparently.
Well. That's what he's saying, isn't it?
He pushes another kiss to Wu's forehead. ]
I love you. Not excited-you, not... happy-you. Just. You. Got that?
Wu really loves him.
Wu loves him so much that it's kind of hard to wrap his head around, kind of hard to... even think about. What has Mako done to earn that? What made Wu feel this way? Mako hasn't even been that great of a boyfriend, but apparently.
Well. That's what he's saying, isn't it?
He pushes another kiss to Wu's forehead. ]
I love you. Not excited-you, not... happy-you. Just. You. Got that?
[sir this weird kid is more than six centuries old
Dryly,] At least I know this. As I have said I did, to start.
[Don't do it again to anybody is not a promise he can make; it seems wiser to say nothing in response.]
And as I have said, I will not follow you further. Do you require me to swear these thrice, or shall I be leaving you to your morning?
Dryly,] At least I know this. As I have said I did, to start.
[Don't do it again to anybody is not a promise he can make; it seems wiser to say nothing in response.]
And as I have said, I will not follow you further. Do you require me to swear these thrice, or shall I be leaving you to your morning?
[ Wu laughs quietly, a lightness blossoming in his chest. The corpse, finally, at last, dissipates entirely, and Wu throws his arms around Mako, holding him tight and close and there's part of him that still doesn't believe Mako, but that's the same part that doesn't believe any nice thing about him and he's learning to quiet that voice.
The thing is, he wants to believe Mako. He wants Mako to love him like he says he does. He wants that so much that it kind of hurts, but believing that it's true hurts, too, because he's never had that. He's never had that kind of love that didn't expect anything from him, and Mako doesn't. Mako just... loves him. For better or worse ]
I love you so much. [ The words are pressed into the side of Mako's head, Wu's cheeks wet again, but he's smiling and happy and he pulls back enough to kiss him hard ]
The thing is, he wants to believe Mako. He wants Mako to love him like he says he does. He wants that so much that it kind of hurts, but believing that it's true hurts, too, because he's never had that. He's never had that kind of love that didn't expect anything from him, and Mako doesn't. Mako just... loves him. For better or worse ]
I love you so much. [ The words are pressed into the side of Mako's head, Wu's cheeks wet again, but he's smiling and happy and he pulls back enough to kiss him hard ]
[Blue brooks no resistance to being ushered away from the rows of graves, from the unpleasant stink of the monster felled nearby. he puts a hand on his lion's shoulder and starts along, unfortunately not able to set the fastest pace, but he's still a bit wired by adrenaline, so he can stay upright and make it to the lantern without much trouble.
Yuri's words give him pause, though. his second chance...]
That's true. This place...even when it's...fraught like this. It's still...a chance to live a life no other Mu has.
What comes after is...something to worry about later, isn't it.
Yuri's words give him pause, though. his second chance...]
That's true. This place...even when it's...fraught like this. It's still...a chance to live a life no other Mu has.
What comes after is...something to worry about later, isn't it.
[ While Mako is staring at the surroundings, Ange's gaze does land back on him for a moment - and, in turn, on the other Mako. The younger one. She watches him fade into the city with that slight smile, her gaze lingering on the boy until he's completely gone from view.
It's then, coincidentally enough, that the actual Mako speaks up again, shifting Ange's view right back to his face instead.
.. and seeing the emotion on it. ]
Well.. in that case.. I'm glad I saw it. And glad that you have more than one person to share it with now.
[ Mako might be trying really hard - even as he's failing - to withhold emotion here, but Ange isn't bothering to in the slightest. After all, it's just the two of them here, considering none of the people visible in the city really count.
And why would she bother to hide those feelings around Mako of all people then? She inherently trusts him, and so there's a very open and big smile on her face as she looks at the other. ]
It's not wrong, you know? To miss a place like this, even as you're settling into Trench instead. It's a big part of you.. and it's not like you can just give that up.
It's then, coincidentally enough, that the actual Mako speaks up again, shifting Ange's view right back to his face instead.
.. and seeing the emotion on it. ]
Well.. in that case.. I'm glad I saw it. And glad that you have more than one person to share it with now.
[ Mako might be trying really hard - even as he's failing - to withhold emotion here, but Ange isn't bothering to in the slightest. After all, it's just the two of them here, considering none of the people visible in the city really count.
And why would she bother to hide those feelings around Mako of all people then? She inherently trusts him, and so there's a very open and big smile on her face as she looks at the other. ]
It's not wrong, you know? To miss a place like this, even as you're settling into Trench instead. It's a big part of you.. and it's not like you can just give that up.
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"Call it what you will, but whatever sent it certainly knows how to get inside one's head and find one's soft spots," he mutters.
He raises an eyebrow at Stiles when the bat jumps to the youngster's hand. "Remind me never to underestimate your capabilities." He bows his head tiredly, then speaks, thoughtfully. "The name of an old friend from my world of origin, my research partner for many years. I'd half wondered if I'd see his face here. But not like this." At that moment a greenish runnel starts to flow from under one of his lenses.
"Call it what you will, but whatever sent it certainly knows how to get inside one's head and find one's soft spots," he mutters.
He raises an eyebrow at Stiles when the bat jumps to the youngster's hand. "Remind me never to underestimate your capabilities." He bows his head tiredly, then speaks, thoughtfully. "The name of an old friend from my world of origin, my research partner for many years. I'd half wondered if I'd see his face here. But not like this." At that moment a greenish runnel starts to flow from under one of his lenses.
"A new life and new roles deserved new names. For that matter... the name you knew me under wasn't the name I was born with, though I'd worn it long enough it had started to feel like a true name," he says, almost distantly.
"I was ...a physician in the world I came from. It seemed fitting and proper to take up Blood Ministry and build from that. If this place is anything like its predecessor, we the Sleepers will need as many healers, however one defines healing, as we can find. But, I'm a restless spirit, and so hunting Beasts seemed the best way to satisfy that side of me. Considering how different those roles are, I thought it best to wear a different names, along with the mask."
"Your music certainly helps us to heal its own way: our spirits need healing as much as the rest of our selves."
"I was ...a physician in the world I came from. It seemed fitting and proper to take up Blood Ministry and build from that. If this place is anything like its predecessor, we the Sleepers will need as many healers, however one defines healing, as we can find. But, I'm a restless spirit, and so hunting Beasts seemed the best way to satisfy that side of me. Considering how different those roles are, I thought it best to wear a different names, along with the mask."
"Your music certainly helps us to heal its own way: our spirits need healing as much as the rest of our selves."
I'd say so. I dunno if we can know it. I mean, yeah. Irene was here, but that doesn't mean we all will be.
[ He shakes his head, looking up into the sky as they walk. Yuri keeps his pace slow to match Blue's, the Mu flanked on all sides by the lion, Yuri, and Repede. ]
This place is kind of a second chance, isn't it?
[ He's been thinking a lot about it, recently, that no one knows his past, here. No one knows what he did, except Flynn. He doesn't have to tell anyone if he doesn't want to. He doesn't have to be branded as a murderer, here. ]
[ He shakes his head, looking up into the sky as they walk. Yuri keeps his pace slow to match Blue's, the Mu flanked on all sides by the lion, Yuri, and Repede. ]
This place is kind of a second chance, isn't it?
[ He's been thinking a lot about it, recently, that no one knows his past, here. No one knows what he did, except Flynn. He doesn't have to tell anyone if he doesn't want to. He doesn't have to be branded as a murderer, here. ]
Love you too.
[ As easy as that, because in the end, it is easy: loving Wu is the easiest thing Mako does most days. Maybe it'll get harder after this. Maybe Wu will let his guard down, maybe he'll be a little less cheerful, but Mako likes him better like that. He likes those rough edges. Somehow, they're less grating than the mask Wu likes to wear.
Probably, he thinks as he tugs Wu closer, because he's really stupidly in love. ]
[ As easy as that, because in the end, it is easy: loving Wu is the easiest thing Mako does most days. Maybe it'll get harder after this. Maybe Wu will let his guard down, maybe he'll be a little less cheerful, but Mako likes him better like that. He likes those rough edges. Somehow, they're less grating than the mask Wu likes to wear.
Probably, he thinks as he tugs Wu closer, because he's really stupidly in love. ]
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