Yeah, we live all over the place. Riots break out in the cities sometimes, but they don't usually amount to much. Rarely organised efforts, anyway, and the majority tribes always did their damnedest to make sure we didn't have the resources to mount any sort of large-scale opposition.
[ which was part of what had made louis so appealing.
the mirrors flicker, and a different memory starts to play (because this is somehow all i have that really depicts just how much life fucking sucks for the paripus). ]
watching basilio in pain, especially when he's so small - that's one thing. the other is to watch fidelio, just as small, grit his teeth and run, try to take care of someone when he's still the age that needed taking care of himself. jiaoqiu lets out a shaky breath as it finishes, and then looks at him, frowning.
it's not pity. it's empathy, on his face. care. ]
Ah, Fidelio. [ ... ] I know this means nothing, really, but I do so wish I could have met you and your brother earlier in your lives.
[ it fucks him up a little every time too, even though it's nothing new, nothing he hasn't been remembering every day for more than a decade. it makes the fear and guilt and hopelessness all feel fresh again every time it replays, and reminds him that he's just as powerless to keep basilio safe now in this place as he was then. ]
Well, if that meeting was happenin' in our world, you would've been havin' a dead miserable time of it yourself already without worrying about a couple of kids.
[ he's not going to hug fidelio because he thinks they are both not really huggy people in general, but he knows that a little bit of touch has been so grounding for him over the past few weeks. so - carefully, he rests a hand on fidelio's shoulder. ]
Even so, I am of the strong belief that nobody should need to go alone. [ even if he is a hypocrite about it sometimes, but that's because he doesn't always think of himself as a person. ]
I'm sure that being here hasn't made things easier, necessarily. Last week must have been awful.
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[ which was part of what had made louis so appealing.
the mirrors flicker, and a different memory starts to play (because this is somehow all i have that really depicts just how much life fucking sucks for the paripus). ]
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watching basilio in pain, especially when he's so small - that's one thing. the other is to watch fidelio, just as small, grit his teeth and run, try to take care of someone when he's still the age that needed taking care of himself. jiaoqiu lets out a shaky breath as it finishes, and then looks at him, frowning.
it's not pity. it's empathy, on his face. care. ]
Ah, Fidelio. [ ... ] I know this means nothing, really, but I do so wish I could have met you and your brother earlier in your lives.
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Well, if that meeting was happenin' in our world, you would've been havin' a dead miserable time of it yourself already without worrying about a couple of kids.
[ ... ]
But yeah. Might've been nice.
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Even so, I am of the strong belief that nobody should need to go alone. [ even if he is a hypocrite about it sometimes, but that's because he doesn't always think of himself as a person. ]
I'm sure that being here hasn't made things easier, necessarily. Last week must have been awful.