[ a drink… he wonders if it’ll do anything for him. it’s hard to say if drinking turned their father into what he was… or if it had just made what was already rotten into something that could fester and spread. yoru shares his genes; would he be the same?
(he’s already a monster though. what would the difference be?)
he contemplates saying no, but… perhaps he’s too worn out to be mindful of that danger at the moment. it’s easier to just accept that he’s never felt in any danger with blade. he’s… safe here.
even if, like blade, he’s a ticking bomb.
and yet at the same time, he knows, inherently, that if he were a danger, blade would do what he must. and it would - it might hurt him, upset him to - because yoru, somehow, is worth his loyalty. (oh.) he doesn’t want to hurt blade.
but he will, probably. inevitably. ]
… Okay with me, but not Jin. He won’t drink, ever. Not after our father.
[ … ]
But I trust that you’ll stop me if I lose control. I don’t know - I’ve never tried drinking, but it does seem fun. Sometimes.
[ Blade doesn't make a habit of indulging in too much of it at once, even if he does like to from time to time. He knows his limits, regardless of what kind of body he has nowadays. He remains silent for a bit to see how Yoru will react, to hear what he will say.
In some ways, it might be like the calm before the storm.
But, perhaps that is what makes it more pleasant. More monumental, than if it were something excessively chaotic.
Blade grants a nod at the response. ]
Just with you.
[ Instead of Jin, of course - he'll be fine with that, remembering what was said from bits and pieces about that wretched man. At this point, he begins to pour the drinks into the two glasses he brought with him. ]
It does. There are many reasons why people drink. To party, to celebrate, to commemorate, to encourage, and many more that can even make bonds that seem like they'll persist no matter where of the people involved have gone. Separate ways, or otherwise.
...I'll have no problem stopping you if necessary. [ He has trust in that. He won't let it get out of hand. ] For now, going at it slowly, and not overdoing it should help.
Or a crutch, an escape. I don’t know if that stupid man thought of it as either - maybe he was just too blind to see that he was drowning in place.
[ chained to that dingy apartment, where everything had started for yoru. and ended, too. yes… it had ended there. the old life locked up, and the murderer had been creditless because he hadn't had a name then. ]
But you’re saying people drink this to say, “see you later,” like a good thing.
[ he takes the offered glass and, after a moment’s rueful hesitation, takes a drink. a little bitter, he thinks, not unpleasantly so. it doesn’t taste like escape. ]
[ Blade listens silently, figuring he must be speaking about that wretched person that was killed. There was only one hated individual he remembers clearly Jin spoke of, even if before he never was so rough with his language in referring to this individual he once lived with - was entrapped by.
This is why he grants pause, not only because of those words, but also the gesture is certainly is a bit more than that to him. But, first... ]
It will. If you want it to.
[ Blade can't even say it isn't recommended, given how cruel either one of them have been. And then there is everything else that has lead up to this point. ]
That man you spoke of was worthless; foolish.
But, neither of us are like him.
This moment is something that can commemorate this bond. I don't know how we will communicate, after everything is said and done. Maybe it won't be constant. Though, not seeing each other's face again or much isn't something that will necessarily bring about an end to it.
[ Blade does truly wish for it to stay, and maybe it will, even if they can't meet again. After this, he does manage to take a sip. ]
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(he’s already a monster though. what would the difference be?)
he contemplates saying no, but… perhaps he’s too worn out to be mindful of that danger at the moment. it’s easier to just accept that he’s never felt in any danger with blade. he’s… safe here.
even if, like blade, he’s a ticking bomb.
and yet at the same time, he knows, inherently, that if he were a danger, blade would do what he must. and it would - it might hurt him, upset him to - because yoru, somehow, is worth his loyalty. (oh.) he doesn’t want to hurt blade.
but he will, probably. inevitably. ]
… Okay with me, but not Jin. He won’t drink, ever. Not after our father.
[ … ]
But I trust that you’ll stop me if I lose control. I don’t know - I’ve never tried drinking, but it does seem fun. Sometimes.
It makes people smile more.
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In some ways, it might be like the calm before the storm.
But, perhaps that is what makes it more pleasant. More monumental, than if it were something excessively chaotic.
Blade grants a nod at the response. ]
Just with you.
[ Instead of Jin, of course - he'll be fine with that, remembering what was said from bits and pieces about that wretched man. At this point, he begins to pour the drinks into the two glasses he brought with him. ]
It does. There are many reasons why people drink. To party, to celebrate, to commemorate, to encourage, and many more that can even make bonds that seem like they'll persist no matter where of the people involved have gone. Separate ways, or otherwise.
...I'll have no problem stopping you if necessary. [ He has trust in that. He won't let it get out of hand. ] For now, going at it slowly, and not overdoing it should help.
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[ chained to that dingy apartment, where everything had started for yoru. and ended, too. yes… it had ended there. the old life locked up, and the murderer had been creditless because he hadn't had a name then. ]
But you’re saying people drink this to say, “see you later,” like a good thing.
[ he takes the offered glass and, after a moment’s rueful hesitation, takes a drink. a little bitter, he thinks, not unpleasantly so. it doesn’t taste like escape. ]
… Do you think our bond will stay?
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This is why he grants pause, not only because of those words, but also the gesture is certainly is a bit more than that to him. But, first... ]
It will. If you want it to.
[ Blade can't even say it isn't recommended, given how cruel either one of them have been. And then there is everything else that has lead up to this point. ]
That man you spoke of was worthless; foolish.
But, neither of us are like him.
This moment is something that can commemorate this bond. I don't know how we will communicate, after everything is said and done. Maybe it won't be constant. Though, not seeing each other's face again or much isn't something that will necessarily bring about an end to it.
[ Blade does truly wish for it to stay, and maybe it will, even if they can't meet again. After this, he does manage to take a sip. ]