[The room is small, grey with no distinguishing features except that it contains a figure recognizable as Issei even in his ornate robes, too vividly colored to be his usual. He sits quietly, eyes closed and head bowed, barely even breathing.
Then the voices start. Some are barely whispers, others are so loud that Issei trembles as he hears them. Most of the voices, Lancer wouldn't recognize, but a few he'd catch - Shirou, Archer, Rin, himself - as they continue.
always useless, never good enough to save them
nearly died trying to help and he barely spoke to you
spread your legs for anyone just to be noticed
never mattered what you thought, what you wanted
failure of a monk
always nothing
couldn't stop them
betrayed the ones you love
you can't even love them at all
better off if you never met them
worthless
you'll die useless like you always wereEvery word spoken appears on the walls in a sickening shade of red, until they can barely be distinguished from one another
( ... )
[ Not quite; he has a better idea in mind. Scotland keeps his distance as he observes his younger brother throw little rocks at England's house. The man is clad in his kilt and all its assets as par usual, a cigarette in his mouth as he watches Peter with appearent disinterest in his eyes. Though, truth be told, he was immensely amused and interested in his little bro's antics. It was so cute.
He does, however, speak up after awhile, just to mess with him. He was quite aware what was going on. ]
Oi, lad. Whit the blazes ye think yer daein' tae Artair's hame?
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Then the voices start. Some are barely whispers, others are so loud that Issei trembles as he hears them. Most of the voices, Lancer wouldn't recognize, but a few he'd catch - Shirou, Archer, Rin, himself - as they continue.
always useless, never good enough to save them
nearly died trying to help and he barely spoke to you
spread your legs for anyone just to be noticed
never mattered what you thought, what you wanted
failure of a monk
always nothing
couldn't stop them
betrayed the ones you love
you can't even love them at all
better off if you never met them
worthless
you'll die useless like you always wereEvery word spoken appears on the walls in a sickening shade of red, until they can barely be distinguished from one another ( ... )
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[Understatement of the century, Lancer.]
Issei? Kid, what the hell's all this?
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Want to help Sealand throw rocks at England's window?]
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Though, truth be told, he was immensely amused and interested in his little bro's antics. It was so cute.
He does, however, speak up after awhile, just to mess with him. He was quite aware what was going on. ]
Oi, lad. Whit the blazes ye think yer daein' tae Artair's hame?
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