[Private//Unhackable]bloodseal_soulAugust 14 2010, 01:52:28 UTC
... everybody's going to leave.
[His voice breaks a little.]
This place. The reality of it. People disappear, they forget, they leave. I've spent two years trying to figure out what I can do, and I haven't found a single clue. This is the only reality I've got, the only life I've got.
I have to mentally prepare myself to say goodbye to every single person I know, no matter who they are. Death's lost any impact it once had, because we know it won't be permanent. People can disappear at any moment, no goodbye, no warning, and I could even deal with that, but...
They come back, and they come back not knowing who I am, or the people who love them, or...
This place... it isn't right.
It's not just Negi dying. It's not just the nightmares, it's not even Rhode, or Yuca, or people going away, or even...
[He doesn't make sense. He's all over the place, he can't seem to string any of it together in a coherent thought.]
[Private//Unhackable]bloodseal_soulAugust 14 2010, 02:16:20 UTC
It's home.
[Al's voice is soft, lost. He can't deal with this. But he also can't give up. It's not the person he is, it never will be, and it's breaking his heart.]
I hate the person I'm becoming, Sasuke. [It's very soft, barely more than a breath of air.] I hate that I can't save anybody or anything. That I can't promise someone something as simple as the fact that I will be here tomorrow.
I hate that sometimes, when I hear a new voice on the PCD, I don't want to say hello. I don't want to help them. I don't want to know about their past, I don't want to figure out how to get them to smile, or what their childhood memories are, or what keeps them up at night. I-I don't want to love them. [For Al, even saying this out loud is going against his heart, and the very basis and nature of who he is.]
[Private//Unhackable]sauceytomatoAugust 14 2010, 02:35:00 UTC
[Sasuke doesn't know what to say to that. He's only been here almost a year and a half and he's already lost so many people, and it's been so hard for him to make stable friends. His hand just tightens its grip slightly around Hitsugaya's, and he can't even bear to think what he would do if he lost the shinigami. It makes his throat dry up.]
[Private//Unhackable]bloodseal_soulAugust 14 2010, 02:49:54 UTC
[Al calms down quickly, feeling at little disgusted at himself, letting this get to him. He leans back in the chair, head whacking quietly on the rack behind him, shutting his eyes.]
... sometimes I feel like searching for the Philosopher's Stone was easier than this.
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... was waiting for that.
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Sometimes I kind of get, logically, why Yuca is how he is.
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[His voice breaks a little.]
This place. The reality of it. People disappear, they forget, they leave. I've spent two years trying to figure out what I can do, and I haven't found a single clue. This is the only reality I've got, the only life I've got.
I have to mentally prepare myself to say goodbye to every single person I know, no matter who they are. Death's lost any impact it once had, because we know it won't be permanent. People can disappear at any moment, no goodbye, no warning, and I could even deal with that, but...
They come back, and they come back not knowing who I am, or the people who love them, or...
This place... it isn't right.
It's not just Negi dying. It's not just the nightmares, it's not even Rhode, or Yuca, or people going away, or even...
[He doesn't make sense. He's all over the place, he can't seem to string any of it together in a coherent thought.]
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But it's home all the same. [He's reaching out to take Hitsugaya's hand as he says this.]
Even the Animus can't change that, try as they might.
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[Al's voice is soft, lost. He can't deal with this. But he also can't give up. It's not the person he is, it never will be, and it's breaking his heart.]
I hate the person I'm becoming, Sasuke. [It's very soft, barely more than a breath of air.] I hate that I can't save anybody or anything. That I can't promise someone something as simple as the fact that I will be here tomorrow.
I hate that sometimes, when I hear a new voice on the PCD, I don't want to say hello. I don't want to help them. I don't want to know about their past, I don't want to figure out how to get them to smile, or what their childhood memories are, or what keeps them up at night. I-I don't want to love them. [For Al, even saying this out loud is going against his heart, and the very basis and nature of who he is.]
Because I don't want to say goodbye.
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...No one ever does.
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... sometimes I feel like searching for the Philosopher's Stone was easier than this.
Or even being in the armor.
Being like this... it isn't me.
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I don't want to be this... sad all the time. I don't want to be one more worry for everyone. I don't want my feelings to rule me like this.
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People are always going to worry, no matter what. Toushirou'll always worry about me, and I'll always worry about him. It's just how it goes.
Doesn't stop anyone from trying to find their own happiness, though.
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No... you're right.
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