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Goro Akechi | 明智 吾郎 ([personal profile] pancakeboy) wrote in [community profile] personavelvetroomdr2024-06-24 11:43 am

[CLOSED] there were days when I hurt you so bad

[[OOC: this thread is closed to [personal profile] gorobo.]]

Magpie is having a very normal day. To wit, he's standing in the lee of the train carriage in Station Square, staring down at his phone. His face is pinched and white; he looks, for some reason, both far too young and excessively old.

Hopefully nobody will happen past in the next thirty to sixty seconds.
gorobo: (unhappy)

[personal profile] gorobo 2024-06-25 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
"One can only wonder how much rationality is left after..." he makes a sharp, terse gesture, "... everything. I'd like to think I'm plenty rational where it counts, but who even knows anymore." He barks out a laugh. It's harsh and angry. "Not me."

"It feels like a taunt, doesn't it?" he grits out. He's not pale like Magpie, but if he were human, he might've been. Or perhaps he'd be red, with anger and frustration. Either way, his face is pulled into a tight, angry frown. "It's not bad enough that you have to see mirrors of yourself, no. Let's make it worse."
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[personal profile] gorobo 2024-06-25 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
"So I've heard. I've been assured that 'we would not do such a thing to you, considering your past'." He rolls his eyes. "Such benevolent overlords we have here."

The sarcasm is palpable. As is the anger. He doesn't pity Magpie for it, but it does piss him off.

He fucking hates it here.
gorobo: (unhappy)

[personal profile] gorobo 2024-06-25 10:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Presumably," he bites out, crossing his arms and looking away.

Does he even need to elaborate? They both know what he's talking about.

Fucking Igor.
gorobo: (sad)

[personal profile] gorobo 2024-06-25 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
Falcon glances at Magpie, then shrugs.

"I wasn't sure. Seeing that- I needed to do something, and Mementos happens to be familiar," he concedes, "but I've made up my mind. I need to break something."

He turns to face Magpie fully. The emotion on his face is a complicated one. Angry, and hurt, and frustrated.

"What about you? You can come if you want," he says, looking away again, "or not. I'm not your boss."