[Deidara--isn't quite sure what to think. He hasn't had a look at his partner's life like this, and had never expected to. So when it comes time for a reaction... Hmn.]
[He's honestly surprised, he'd been expecting the usual snide mockery.
Deidara does surprise him, from time to time.
It's not at all like his partnership with Orochimaru. He could barely tolerate being around that degenerate, even if they may have shared some similar ideals. Deidara is...
[He's grateful for the change in subject, but he'd never, ever show it.
Instead he summons up the appropriate amount of irritation to display.]
The soul is eternal, even if humans are not. I, however, have since moved beyond that inferior state.
True art is an expression of the soul, and therefore, must also be eternal. This is why those explosions of yours aren't art, but merely mindless destruction.
[He doesn't know how Leader does it, keeps somehow reaching inside him with words.
It's not as though he hasn't heard such sentiments before, empty flattery and false sympathy by fools attempting to ingratiate themselves.
Somehow, it's different. Leader's sincerity somehow feels...real. And somehow, despite all the deception and false flattery that Sasori has experienced in his life that has made him build up a shield of cynicism and detachment, he might even want to believe it.
If nothing else, he can't really say that Leader is a fool, despite being attached to that shameful woman (she definitely isn't a real kunoichi at all, even if she may be skilled for all Sasori knows) who's been humiliating their organization in front of their enemies.]
Yes, it is certainly...difficult, to look back on the past.
However, the goals and ideals that drive us are too important for us to allow ourselves to be held back by the events of the past, or by emotional weakness.
I absolutely agree with you. Our pasts set the precedent for our present lives, in the sense that we grow from them. We take away from both our positive experiences -- and, in the case of those such as you and I -- from our negative experiences.
I did away with my youthful idealism when it proved worthless, and I see you have done the same. I can see you used your natural talents to literally build a better life for yourself, however, and in the long term, that is what we -- all of us -- and our organization seeks: therefore, the organization is itself a kind of art. We are building the future, difficult though it may be.
It's exactly so. We are the men we are today due to our experiences, but clinging to the past and naive idealism will only be a hindrance. Sacrifices must be made in the pursuit of the sublime, or in the pursuit of any truly worthy goal.
[By now, this is becoming routine. She meets her fellow Akatsuki members, having purposefully had nothing to do with them. She meets her enemies, distant figures of Konoha. But before she meets them properly, she's plunged into their dreams. And into their most private moments. It's fiendishly backwards and she is not a socially confident person to begin with.]
I had... thought... [she's visibly embarrassed. She feels embarrassed for other people at times. And for herself, intruding upon these things.] ...the you would have lived a similar life to us. We are the same generation.
[And we have both lost our parents. And, we have both seen our loved ones converted into something lifeless. That, though, she can't speak of. Not yet.]
You're not very much like Kisame. But I can see why Pain can relate to you.
[And why she can relate. But she frowns, too mistrustful to know if she wants to relate.]
Re: [Private to Konan]papercutroseJuly 18 2009, 21:45:50 UTC
She's a bit overwhelmed. For the first time, the appreciates the devices, they allow her time to think before responding.]
If you respect Pain, so much the better.
[It's jarring to her. The devices force empathy, but these are strangers. Pain is friendly... well, for him.. to his Akatsuki members, but they are still, ultimately...
...a band of killers. Akatsuki would cut it's own throat. She has thought that before.]
I have explained my reasons to others. There is no point in doing so to someone who does not want to understand.
You do not command Akatsuki, you are a member. If you cannot tolerate my presence in the organization then you can approach the leadership. I only have to deal with you as part of Akatsuki. But you are a stranger to me. Beyond that, it does not matter what you think, Sasori-san.
Re: [Private to Konan]eternalscorpionJuly 18 2009, 23:42:50 UTC
[He's surprised that she's actually showing some backbone after all rather than running to her husband for protection. And grudgingly, he gives her a bit of credit for that
( ... )
[ She doesn't want to feel badly for him, but on some level, she does. To lose his parents that early...
But the part that strikes her is about Chiyo. She remembers the look on Chiyo's face when she'd seen Sasori's real body, when she'd killed her own grandson. Or maybe when her grandson had let her kill him.
He'd misunderstood everything, hadn't he?
When she speaks, it's hard to tell if she sounds sad or pissed. She's a lot of both. ]
She did love you. She -
[ Starts to say something, then cuts off abruptly. ]
[Really, you damned brat, he was only five years old. He knew, later, that things were more complicated than that.
But it was already too late even when he left Sunagakure, and is far, far too late now. And he didn't want to pursue it either, even when he could. The last thing he needed was ties to weak-willed people who never truly understood him, or his work.
He refuses, absolutely refuses to show anything at all in front of her, but he is far too unsettled even now, so his anger still slips out.]
You're even more foolish than I thought if you think you understand a single thing, you damned brat, no matter what the old hag has told you. Perhaps you'll learn the truth the next time you speak with her, if you ever leave this world.
[If she is expecting him to gasp, or show grief, she'll be disappointed. He'd already prepared himself to kill her when they'd fought, after all. And even before that, for that matter.
Although, the brat seems to have formed an attachment...]
Oh? She's dead?
Well, it is her own fault after all, she was certainly old enough to know better. She really should have stayed in Sunagakure rather than throw her life away so pointlessly. Tired old hags simply have no place on the battlefield.
But then, I suppose this means your medic skills simply weren't up to snuff either, if she died because of our battle.
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...So that's when it started, ne?
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Deidara does surprise him, from time to time.
It's not at all like his partnership with Orochimaru. He could barely tolerate being around that degenerate, even if they may have shared some similar ideals. Deidara is...
It's just different.
He's subdued.]
Yes.
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So if that had a beginning doesn't your art have a beginning? Eternity should go both ways if it's going to be properly eternal, un.
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Instead he summons up the appropriate amount of irritation to display.]
The soul is eternal, even if humans are not. I, however, have since moved beyond that inferior state.
True art is an expression of the soul, and therefore, must also be eternal. This is why those explosions of yours aren't art, but merely mindless destruction.
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It's not as though he hasn't heard such sentiments before, empty flattery and false sympathy by fools attempting to ingratiate themselves.
Somehow, it's different. Leader's sincerity somehow feels...real. And somehow, despite all the deception and false flattery that Sasori has experienced in his life that has made him build up a shield of cynicism and detachment, he might even want to believe it.
If nothing else, he can't really say that Leader is a fool, despite being attached to that shameful woman (she definitely isn't a real kunoichi at all, even if she may be skilled for all Sasori knows) who's been humiliating their organization in front of their enemies.]
Yes, it is certainly...difficult, to look back on the past.
However, the goals and ideals that drive us are too important for us to allow ourselves to be held back by the events of the past, or by emotional weakness.
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I did away with my youthful idealism when it proved worthless, and I see you have done the same. I can see you used your natural talents to literally build a better life for yourself, however, and in the long term, that is what we -- all of us -- and our organization seeks: therefore, the organization is itself a kind of art. We are building the future, difficult though it may be.
And doing away with the past.
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It's exactly so. We are the men we are today due to our experiences, but clinging to the past and naive idealism will only be a hindrance. Sacrifices must be made in the pursuit of the sublime, or in the pursuit of any truly worthy goal.
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Welcome to our collective nightmare, Sasori-san.
[By now, this is becoming routine. She meets her fellow Akatsuki members, having purposefully had nothing to do with them. She meets her enemies, distant figures of Konoha. But before she meets them properly, she's plunged into their dreams. And into their most private moments. It's fiendishly backwards and she is not a socially confident person to begin with.]
I had... thought... [she's visibly embarrassed. She feels embarrassed for other people at times. And for herself, intruding upon these things.] ...the you would have lived a similar life to us. We are the same generation.
[And we have both lost our parents. And, we have both seen our loved ones converted into something lifeless. That, though, she can't speak of. Not yet.]
You're not very much like Kisame. But I can see why Pain can relate to you.
[And why she can relate. But she frowns, too mistrustful to know if she wants to relate.]
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If you respect Pain, so much the better.
[It's jarring to her. The devices force empathy, but these are strangers. Pain is friendly... well, for him.. to his Akatsuki members, but they are still, ultimately...
...a band of killers. Akatsuki would cut it's own throat. She has thought that before.]
I have explained my reasons to others. There is no point in doing so to someone who does not want to understand.
You do not command Akatsuki, you are a member. If you cannot tolerate my presence in the organization then you can approach the leadership. I only have to deal with you as part of Akatsuki. But you are a stranger to me. Beyond that, it does not matter what you think, Sasori-san.
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But the part that strikes her is about Chiyo. She remembers the look on Chiyo's face when she'd seen Sasori's real body, when she'd killed her own grandson. Or maybe when her grandson had let her kill him.
He'd misunderstood everything, hadn't he?
When she speaks, it's hard to tell if she sounds sad or pissed. She's a lot of both. ]
She did love you. She -
[ Starts to say something, then cuts off abruptly. ]
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But it was already too late even when he left Sunagakure, and is far, far too late now. And he didn't want to pursue it either, even when he could. The last thing he needed was ties to weak-willed people who never truly understood him, or his work.
He refuses, absolutely refuses to show anything at all in front of her, but he is far too unsettled even now, so his anger still slips out.]
You're even more foolish than I thought if you think you understand a single thing, you damned brat, no matter what the old hag has told you. Perhaps you'll learn the truth the next time you speak with her, if you ever leave this world.
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I would, if I could. Your grandmother was a good woman. I admired her.
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Although, the brat seems to have formed an attachment...]
Oh? She's dead?
Well, it is her own fault after all, she was certainly old enough to know better. She really should have stayed in Sunagakure rather than throw her life away so pointlessly. Tired old hags simply have no place on the battlefield.
But then, I suppose this means your medic skills simply weren't up to snuff either, if she died because of our battle.
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