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[agleam]

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[agleam]

Don't talk about her like that.

[HE SAYS ABOUT HIS MURDERER!!]

[nascens]

You literally can't argue that I'm wrong. That was a mess.

[STOP DEFENDING YOUR MURDERER.]

[agleam]

It wasn't her fault it was a mess! Besides, I barely remember it now, so - she made that easier, at least.

[the way that memshare put them in that exact moment but after it was over the details got fuzzy for him again...... this is your brain on drugs]

[nascens]

[THIS IS YOUR BRAIN ON DRUGS. OH RUPERT.]

Stop finding reasons to defend her sloppy kill.

[agleam]

No. Stop trying to tell me what to do.

[nascens]

I'm trying to save you the embarrassment of looking like an even bigger idiot.

[Also this memory happens.]

[agleam]

[looks at him]

Aw, I didn't know you were incapable of opening doors. That must be really hard for you.

[nascens]

If you were worth the effort, I'd kill you now just for being such a consistent pest. You're like a fruit fly.

[agleam]

Thanks.

[DON'T JUST SAY THANKS]

If you don't like me, I'm probably doing something right!

[nascens]

[RUPERT JUST LIKE HELL YEAH I AM.]

I dislike most people, so it isn't much of an achievement.

[agleam]

Mhm.

[HE SAYS, ANNOYINGLY!!!!]

[nascens]

[HE IS SUCH A NUISANCE turns to leave.]

[agleam]

[guess what he can't]

[nascens]

[IM STILL LAUGHING OVER THIS

Well. This is fine!!!!!! It really is fine for Scaramouche, who has no sense of attachment to most things and especially not to random strangers. But the emotional weight from Rupert is unpleasant and pressing, and it takes him a second after stumbling out of the memory to shake that part of it.]

...The emotion part is truly annoying. [JUST THE FIRST THING HE SAYS god he hates that part. He looks over to Rupert after, gauging his reaction to it all.]

[agleam]

[he does look a little paler than normal but he refuses to have a breakdown in front of scaramouche it's fine. anyways!!! talking past a little crack in his voice don't worry about it]

Wow, I'm so sorry you're annoyed.

[nascens]

[I AKI AM WORRIED]

You should be. You didn't leave fast enough. [HE WAS THE ONE WHO WAS LEAVING FIRST. But there's a little pause, and then, curiously:]

What sort of thing was that?

[agleam]

If I explain you're going to say it's stupid. You want to hear it even knowing that?

[it truly is the most fantasy nonsense of all time but i also remembered it involves the plague so good luck scaramouche.]

[nascens]

[NOT THE PLAGUE I'M LOSING IT.]

I wouldn't ask questions if I didn't want answers.

[agleam]

[a little nod.]

That thing... It was made from both a blessing and a curse.

[STARTING OFF STRONG.]

There was a boy - well, he's older than I am, but when this all started, he was a kid, and something terrible happened to his country. A sickness that killed everyone but him - his parents, his friends, everyone else. He was left alone. There are higher beings where I come from, magical creatures that can grant wishes. One of them took corporeal form and came down once she saw what had happened. She asked if there was a wish she could grant him to comfort him, but the wish he gave her was for eternal happiness, after what had happened to him. She told him that was a wish she couldn't grant, but he begged. When the begging didn't work... Since she'd taken physical form, he trapped her. Hurt her, made her agree.

She granted his wish, and he let her go. What he didn't know was that the reason she refused his request in the beginning was because a blessing like that would have another side. A consequence. But after what he did to her, I guess she thought he deserved it - that all of us deserved it. She was disillusioned.

From then on, every moment of happiness he had, of joy and luck - it came with a direct opposite. A balance of darkness to the light he had been given. Something connected to him that went everywhere he did, that fed off negative emotions and grew stronger with every person who fell to those feelings. He would never be hurt, but everyone around him, every person who he befriended, would die because of his presence.

[nascens]

[wow it's just like (redacted)

Anyway this is honestly not that far-fetched for him to believe since there's a whole lot of shit about equivalent exchange just in his life on a personal level and also in the overarching narrative of his world. Also, gods just do shit like this sometimes! They don't get caught and tortured, but they do just kind of offer to grant funny little wishes for no reason other than seeing the chaos that might unfold. (This is perhaps his negative viewpoint and stance and take on an otherwise fairly normal phenomenon.)

He listens along as Rupert explains, though.]

Well. You can't make something out of nothing, after all. [THE LAW OF FMA.] Sounds like the answer is fairly simple in that case, though. If that person dies, it's not like more darkness can accumulate.

[agleam]

...That didn't work.

[SHOCKINGLY IT WAS ATTEMPTED. anyways.]

It wouldn't hurt him, and it stopped anyone who tried to get close to him.

[nascens]

[HELPPP good for them, though! He is perhaps a little surprised but it's better than nothing.]

You think if he offed himself, that thing would be able to react quickly enough to stop him?

[agleam]

He wouldn't have done that.

[(derogatory)

anyways]

It doesn't matter - the person who cast that curse stopped it in the end.

[nascens]

Hm.

[DON'T JUST HM ABOUT IT. But he looks faintly curious about the rest of this.]

Oh? Someone was able to convince her to?

[agleam]

...All she'd ever seen when she looked down before was people acquiescing to it. Running, or giving up. Which isn't a surprise - that's what it was designed for. But... Every time she saw that, she didn't think it was worth stepping in.

[her just living her immortal life and checking her phone every few years like nope still trash]

But this time... Well, that did happen. You saw it. [people giving up, crying out in surrender, begging for mercy. fun stuff.] But a lot of them...

[okay as much as he doesn't want to do this in front of scaramouche still, his voice does break here. trauma! yay! he kind of blinks a few times and forces himself to keep going.]

This time when she looked, she saw other people fighting - other people dying to protect me. And when it had run its course and it was only me and him left... I didn't run away either. Because, like - what more could it do? So... She changed her mind. Not for him, but for us. And we didn't do it for her. We had no reason to think she'd been paying any attention, or intended to step in again. I think that's part of why, too.