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Who: Asad and Marica
What: Just some friendly talk.
When: March 13th, after Asad's thread with Leon.
Where: House #58
Summary: Marica is concerned about her friend and decides to try and find out more of what actually happened during the draft that bothered him so much. During their conversation, she finds out just how much he lost for dying in battle.
Rating: Probably PG?
Talking with Leon had helped Asad feel like less of a fool since he'd returned. He was really glad the boy had made it out all right. A bit shaken by the experience, but who wouldn't be? He still was reeling inside over being injured by his own Mark, and having to watch that happen had to have been truly horrible.
What he felt inside didn't matter. he had to act as normal as possible. He had to say what he did to Leon, because otherwise the boy wouldn't be able to live with himself. But those words were mostly true, he didn't regret for one moment dying to save someone. That was a part of being a soldier. Eventually when he returned home, he'd likely fall in battle for the sake of protecting his kingdom, one of his men, or someone who could not fight. He knew that when he had signed on in the first place. He fought so everyone would have the freedom to make their own choices and live their lives as they wished to. He fought so that people would not have to live in fear.
It was just hard to have to live with the fact that his own weapon had been turned against him. That was something Jale and Marica could never hear about. He knew their opinion of him had been shaken by this and he wasn't going to let them know. He'd rather keep the horror he felt to himself than to have them feel disappointed in him. And that was enough of a reason to try and bury those horrible thoughts of how badly he had fought that last day deep within and to never let them out.
And that was why he attempted to put a smile on his face as he returned to house #58 after doing some training. He'd worried Jale and Marica enough. That wasn't going to continue.
[ooc: Marica-mun, forgot to ask if you wanted to do it prose or commentspam, so I'm starting it with prose, if you prefer commentspam, just comment with that and I'll change this up.]
What: Just some friendly talk.
When: March 13th, after Asad's thread with Leon.
Where: House #58
Summary: Marica is concerned about her friend and decides to try and find out more of what actually happened during the draft that bothered him so much. During their conversation, she finds out just how much he lost for dying in battle.
Rating: Probably PG?
Talking with Leon had helped Asad feel like less of a fool since he'd returned. He was really glad the boy had made it out all right. A bit shaken by the experience, but who wouldn't be? He still was reeling inside over being injured by his own Mark, and having to watch that happen had to have been truly horrible.
What he felt inside didn't matter. he had to act as normal as possible. He had to say what he did to Leon, because otherwise the boy wouldn't be able to live with himself. But those words were mostly true, he didn't regret for one moment dying to save someone. That was a part of being a soldier. Eventually when he returned home, he'd likely fall in battle for the sake of protecting his kingdom, one of his men, or someone who could not fight. He knew that when he had signed on in the first place. He fought so everyone would have the freedom to make their own choices and live their lives as they wished to. He fought so that people would not have to live in fear.
It was just hard to have to live with the fact that his own weapon had been turned against him. That was something Jale and Marica could never hear about. He knew their opinion of him had been shaken by this and he wasn't going to let them know. He'd rather keep the horror he felt to himself than to have them feel disappointed in him. And that was enough of a reason to try and bury those horrible thoughts of how badly he had fought that last day deep within and to never let them out.
And that was why he attempted to put a smile on his face as he returned to house #58 after doing some training. He'd worried Jale and Marica enough. That wasn't going to continue.
[ooc: Marica-mun, forgot to ask if you wanted to do it prose or commentspam, so I'm starting it with prose, if you prefer commentspam, just comment with that and I'll change this up.]