(it's all he can say, knowing fully well that, in most of the lives he had lived, things had not turned out well for his loved ones, courtesy of himself. either they're living a life they would not agree with, or they were six feet under - the one time they weren't ruined, takemichi couldn't take 'good enough' as an answer.
he wishes he could say that everything is solved now, but that also isn't true. things that shaped them still, in most cases, happened in a way or another... but things are better, and all live through all the heartache in the invisible fight he had been engaged in for the past years.)
He used to be, before I met you. He sorta told everyone about the curse, that mistletoe thing happened, and then he was gone. I think... The time-leaping doesn't work here, but I have wondered if something would.
That's the way of this place. People here can come and go in an instant... though in that respect, it's not too dissimilar to any other world.
[ Claude knows better than anyone the transience of life. One moment, you may take your way of life, your loved ones, your daily routines for granted. And the next, it's torn from you. It's just more aggravating here because of the lack of warning, the lack of foresight; no sickness, no rumbling strife, no hints of what to come save for the knowledge that you could wake up and your best friend may be gone for good.
But you keep going. What else is there? ]
In this case, I just think to myself that they're back in their own worlds, where they belong, and we're the ones getting the short end of the stick. [ It's easier to bear, that way. He thinks Manjiro would agree. ] What else did you think might work here?
(manjiro knows it too well, along with the intricate web of events that a single death can cause. if anything, his entire story is a cautionary tale of how to handle loss. lose a person, diffuse your sanity even further.
which brings a sigh to his lips, and a rather selfish admission.)
I didn't want him to go. He's got a great girl, and I like her a bunch, but I had him all to myself for once. I like him, so I thought I might score something, almost did, too. He was taken after that, so, I got the short end of the stick twice.
(a shrug follows.)
Don't know. That's really all we can do, I'm not like half these fuckers who can blast fire out of their toenails or any other shit like that.
[ It doesn't have the same ring to it as ladykiller, but it's close enough. For someone who tries to push people away, worried about what he would become, Manjiro sure is attracted to people, isn't he? He just... wants. Their affection more than anything else, he thinks. ]
Weren't you already with Yu at the time? Sounds like he had his girl, and you had a partner of your own too.
[ Unless it doesn't work like that. Manjiro's from a different culture from Fodlan, or the other people here from what appear to be Fodlani cultures. But nothing Manjiro has said ever suggested a culture like Claude's own, a culture in which a man would have several women - and, frankly, men - provided they were in some position of power to maintain that.
Manjiro, lawless as he is, isn't that. His relationship with Yu isn't that either. It's something else entirely. ]
(so, it's not exactly that they're bound to each other, to never leave, never experiment. manjiro's never been like this, although he realized that he never really told claude that part about himself... even with all the hitting on him of it all.
he waits for a moment before he starts out again. how to put this?)
... It's not the norm, but I... Love people, I guess. Everyone I like, I like differently, so it's not like I could ever be with a single person for the rest of my life. It's not me.
[ Claude's brows knit. Not the norm, Manjiro says, as though this wasn't the very thing that has dictated the entirety of his childhood. He can't help the doubt that enters his eyes, even when he's taken every other strange thing about Manjiro's life in stride. ]
And none of you get jealous of one another? No favourites are played? I can't imagine.
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Date: 2024-12-08 11:29 pm (UTC)(it's all he can say, knowing fully well that, in most of the lives he had lived, things had not turned out well for his loved ones, courtesy of himself. either they're living a life they would not agree with, or they were six feet under - the one time they weren't ruined, takemichi couldn't take 'good enough' as an answer.
he wishes he could say that everything is solved now, but that also isn't true. things that shaped them still, in most cases, happened in a way or another... but things are better, and all live through all the heartache in the invisible fight he had been engaged in for the past years.)
He used to be, before I met you. He sorta told everyone about the curse, that mistletoe thing happened, and then he was gone. I think... The time-leaping doesn't work here, but I have wondered if something would.
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Date: 2024-12-21 11:33 am (UTC)[ Claude knows better than anyone the transience of life. One moment, you may take your way of life, your loved ones, your daily routines for granted. And the next, it's torn from you. It's just more aggravating here because of the lack of warning, the lack of foresight; no sickness, no rumbling strife, no hints of what to come save for the knowledge that you could wake up and your best friend may be gone for good.
But you keep going. What else is there? ]
In this case, I just think to myself that they're back in their own worlds, where they belong, and we're the ones getting the short end of the stick. [ It's easier to bear, that way. He thinks Manjiro would agree. ] What else did you think might work here?
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Date: 2025-01-13 01:28 pm (UTC)(manjiro knows it too well, along with the intricate web of events that a single death can cause. if anything, his entire story is a cautionary tale of how to handle loss. lose a person, diffuse your sanity even further.
which brings a sigh to his lips, and a rather selfish admission.)
I didn't want him to go. He's got a great girl, and I like her a bunch, but I had him all to myself for once. I like him, so I thought I might score something, almost did, too. He was taken after that, so, I got the short end of the stick twice.
(a shrug follows.)
Don't know. That's really all we can do, I'm not like half these fuckers who can blast fire out of their toenails or any other shit like that.
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Date: 2025-01-16 09:19 am (UTC)You're a bit of a mankiller, aren't you?
[ It doesn't have the same ring to it as ladykiller, but it's close enough. For someone who tries to push people away, worried about what he would become, Manjiro sure is attracted to people, isn't he? He just... wants. Their affection more than anything else, he thinks. ]
Weren't you already with Yu at the time? Sounds like he had his girl, and you had a partner of your own too.
[ Unless it doesn't work like that. Manjiro's from a different culture from Fodlan, or the other people here from what appear to be Fodlani cultures. But nothing Manjiro has said ever suggested a culture like Claude's own, a culture in which a man would have several women - and, frankly, men - provided they were in some position of power to maintain that.
Manjiro, lawless as he is, isn't that. His relationship with Yu isn't that either. It's something else entirely. ]
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Date: 2025-01-16 07:49 pm (UTC)(so, it's not exactly that they're bound to each other, to never leave, never experiment. manjiro's never been like this, although he realized that he never really told claude that part about himself... even with all the hitting on him of it all.
he waits for a moment before he starts out again. how to put this?)
... It's not the norm, but I... Love people, I guess. Everyone I like, I like differently, so it's not like I could ever be with a single person for the rest of my life. It's not me.
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Date: 2025-01-26 07:46 am (UTC)[ Claude's brows knit. Not the norm, Manjiro says, as though this wasn't the very thing that has dictated the entirety of his childhood. He can't help the doubt that enters his eyes, even when he's taken every other strange thing about Manjiro's life in stride. ]
And none of you get jealous of one another? No favourites are played? I can't imagine.