Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? ‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so.
ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible.
Perhaps that's why this bonding is so...aggressive.
Because you're in for quite the shock on this otherwise peaceful day when you brush against the next person on your path.
Maybe you're going out of your way to touch people. Maybe you've got a terrible urge to just see what's lurking in someone's heart. Maybe you trip over a conveniently placed rock -- whatever the cause, you're getting an up close and personal look into someone else's heart.
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Akira will find no resistance whatsoever when he goes for the kiss, and Akechi adds to the enthusiasm of the gesture by pressing down against him, hard, until the mattress dips further in with their combined weight. And now that they've dropped all pretenses of playing pick up, he drops Akira's leg and takes up a much more comfortable position-- by straddling Akira's hips, never breaking from their locked lips.
He may not look forward to the times when they fight, but at least there's something good to come out of it, if this is how they make up. ]
Yeah, that voice was Ryo. [Akira moves forward, looking over the edge and into the blackness of that maw. Yet he hesitates, Pyra's fear making him stop. On the one hand, he thinks he can be confident he'll protect Pyra. On the other hand, if this is some manifestation of his heart, the demons that have caused it so much pain are here, too. Seeing his parents made that much clear. What if he leads her deeper into danger?
He'd throw himself into the jaws of hell itself for others, but to drag them down with him... He stops, taking her hand, trying not to show how confused and uncertain he feels.]
(Kaoru can groan all she wants but Mutsu will just laugh! She's cute. He has to admire a kid with spirit, even if it's a little misdirected. So he doesn't seem too bothered by the threat and looks up at Kaoru. Don't be embarrassed! But he'll keep talking without missing much of a beat. It's hard to tell if he's speaking to one Kaoru in particular or to both at the same time,
Some things really never change. Even if it's different, you still got people on top trying to keep everyone around 'em down 'cause they're scared of something.
Ya know, back in my day, a man couldn't even carry an umbrella just 'cause he was born the way he was. Didn't matter what his character was or how good he'd be.
(He sighs and looks at the sign. "NO ESPERS"
He's probably missing some context still. He knows he is. But--
Any ideas of what's going on? We're seeing people's memories or something?
[Akira had only touched him briefly, and that had been enough to trigger... whatever this is. Hopefully it's not some kind of trick, or maybe there could even be a reward at the end. Who knows, with Chroma?
He points down to the small building they're heading towards, faint light streaming from the doorway.]
That's a school I went to when I was a kid. We can hide out there until the rain stops.
[Akira thinks back, briefly, and smiles, looking out at the sea and the lighthouse. The waves are crashing against the cliffs, as if in the beginnings of a storm, and the light from the lighthouse is murky and faint.] Yeah-- it was pretty.
[As if responding to his thoughts, the rain slowly begins to let up-- a gradual process, one that isn't immediately obvious.]
I used to play out here. I always got too scared to go near the edge of the cliffs, so it was pretty safe. Plus... This was where I met someone important to me.
[Maybe that's why he wanted to keep going back? And now, even here, he's returning.]
[Fear was all right. Rule 1: always be afraid. Fear keeps your instincts sharp. Fear keeps you alive.
But he knows, if he lets himself think about it, he wouldn't be able to act. This was the places of his biggest screw up. Maybe Gunmar was always going to be released because of his spies, because of the Janus Order. But in the end the one who let him out was--
But he can't think about that now. Fear. But not to the point of being unable to act. That was the trick.
He takes another deep breath.] Okay. [He thinks, I won't let you down.
But before he can consider what to do, there was a bellow.]
TROLLHUNTER! Have you returned to die?
[Jim turns his head to the throne, but there's no one.]
I'll leave my back to you. [And then he shifts into a defensive stance and his eyes keep darting from side to side to see where the threat might be coming from. There's definitely the sounds of heavy footsteps. But like the voice, they echo and it's hard to pinpoint where they're coming from.]
[ Shen Qingqiu breathes in sharp. He rests his fist against his forehead as he realizes how fucking stupid he is for trying to hit someone when this odd series of events is going on. He didn't end up hitting anyone but fell into this demon's heart!
His head snaps out as he catches sight of a nun getting run through by a knight. Hello?!
He really feels like he stepped in a scene that he shouldn't be seeing. It feels just a little too personal, like he skipped one or five steps in getting to know a person. But his shoulders drop as he hears her words. His eyes close as he walks forward, noting the coloring of the church turn to red. ]
I'm sorry. This teacher said a lot to you without realizing how heartless he was being. [ Sure, he can read the mood. He can feel the bloodlust almost like it is filling the space between them. But he should start out by admitting his wrong, so that he can help this person out. ]
[ If he’s being cast into the role of jilted suitor, by heavens he’s going to play the part. He arranges his features into a hurt expression and cries: ]
A "very good friend"— dearest wife, you wound me! How can you say such things, it sounds like you’re trying to let me down gently, aaaah!
[ He reaches out, to cup the side of Xie Lian's face and tilt it upwards. ]
[ He wants to put on airs; he wants to say that he thought of him no more than any other disciple. Isn't a Peak Lord supposed to care? If someone says they aren't, they should meet him in a pit!!
He thinks that he receive many B-points if he lies, but he decides that since this is in his heart that he should speak the truth. Where else can one do it if not there? ]
I did. I do.
[ But so what? ] I still ended up hurting him. What you heard about him ... that is the truth of what lies ahead. If there is someone to blame for how twisted he comes to view the world, it is me. [ If? Did he actually use the word "if?!" ] No, I am the only person to blame.
〖 Unfortunately, there is no one around to hear your call. (つ﹏⊂) 〗
[ She is able to fly out of the ever rising waters. It washes over the bamboo forest, rising and rising before stopping. The whole peak looks more like it is under water than on a mountain. ]
〖 Flying this high is acceptable, but trying to escape...! The System regrets to inform you that your situation has been made much worse! The only way to clear this area is to fully submerge yourself! Please try to hold your breath until the waters recede. 〗
[ The waters, as they lap against the bamboo, does it sound like crying rather than waves striking against the surface of something? ]
[All she wants right now is for the administrative room to have some sort of surveillance system, the kind that comes with traps that activated with the push of a button. But that's probably asking for too much, isn't it? Her eyes widen at the clang of Nero's sword parrying a strike, but there's no fear in the way she turns. If anything, she's ready to fight when Nero points instead.
There are times to be very wary about touching other people. And there are times when she absolutely is not going to be able to make it somewhere without help. She takes Nero's hand.]
[And here's an expression he hasn't yet had the chance to see yet: she looked like she was about to cry.
Because she was frustrated, because he was thanking her even though it felt like she barely did anything. She lets go of him just so she could wrap her arms around him, pressing her face against his chest.]
I didn't even do anything. [She says it against his clothes as she squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to cry on him.]
[ The semi-meditation seems to be working, because he could have been really fiery about being stuck here and apparently being a nuisance. Instead, he'll scoot himself over to Choubee, leaning over him. ]
I can't say I want to, but I'll just get back up if I'm beaten up. Isn't Chroma dangerous too? If it can't be avoided, then I'll do my best to survive. It would really annoy you that I'm that stupid, I hope.
[ He holds his hands out, the voice sounding different. ]
I tried. I honestly tried to change the future! I honestly didn't want it to play out the way that I knew it would.
[ His fingers curl in as his arms drop down to his sides. ]
But it isn't right to blame someone trapped in fate. It isn't right to say that this person is wrong because everything was set up against them to make them wrong.
[ The dark energy fades, because it did the opposite of what the embodiment of his guilt wanted. It thought that it would be able to cause Berkut to renounce the one whose heart he is trapped in, but instead lashed out at the illusion. ]
So if there is anyone to blame... is it not teacher?
[ Of course all the doors are locked. Jion still tries a few, though. And more than once, he tries a little harder to ease the door open, only to be scared off by the encroaching growling from the woods.
Thanks to that, he's looking somewhat more harried when he jogs back, looking for Sierra. ]
Sorry, I couldn't find anything open that way! I'll try over there -- ...
[ He's about to run by at first, but skids to a halt when he realizes Sierra is just standing there. ]
[ The first spread out over the entire landscape. Instead of the beautiful, soft scenery of the bamboo forest, it is beating devoured under flames. Yet the fire itself doesn't seem to feel hot? It is only causing destruction around Connor rather than hurting Connor himself. ]
〖 The flames will destroy everything completely and absolutely, but you will remain safe. There will, however, be nothing left of Qing Jing Peak. But the destruction can be redirected! Please decide if they are redirected or not.
1. Do not redirect fire. 2. Redirect to another mountain. 3. Redirect to yourself. 〗
[ Perhaps, the most abstract choice that his heart can show. Waters suddenly rush in, like a flood coming from the right. (There was no one crying. Who said that he was crying?!) Literally drowning the peak in freezing, cold waters that rise up to his neck. ]
Well, anyone would be dissatisfied with that... [She, too, hated when she had to pull out of a situation because it was beyond her power to handle. Like the time she had to abandon Minamoto during that mudslide to protect the shelter.
She startles a little at the sound of broken glass. Well. Seems like they might be on the right track...]
[ Instead of the warm, soft scenery of Qing Jing Peak; he finds himself in a cold dark box instead?! Ice starts spreading over the top of the lid and the space starts filling with frozen, rotten food. ]
〖 The System is here to help! This is not a life-or-death situation, because there is a solution to avoid death! So, please remain calm. d(-_^) You will be able to leave this situation, but someone is going to have to take your place. Will you exchange their life for yours?
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