02-15-2017, 11:04 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-15-2017, 11:04 AM by Shiotaro Yuki.)
What Desman had thought she was short and simple and misunderstood amidst the sudden confusion of actions. But what she really said was much more considerate than a measly "It's going to be okay." What she really said was a question, "Are you going to be okay?"
Yuki's mind flashed another fresher, much more sour memory. Her eyes narrowed as she felt a rage building up to Desman's tantrum. She let go of the robot only to grab his opposing shoulder and turn him around to face her, one hand still gripping the two chains tangled with the now deceased scrap Desman mourned with.
"You think I had everything in my world handed to me? You think I don't understand what loss or struggle is? You honest to gods think that I do not know what it is like to see people die around me or to see what death has done to others?" Yuki inched closer to the robot's visor, her luminous white pupils narrowed and staring straight into his.
"I have lived eons upon eons in my world. I used to be someone of the gods. I had a champion before me. I had legions. I had allies. I have seen my own members fall around me and before me. I was murdered by my own brother and was brought back by my God of Death to mend the damages done. Uncountable damages. Physical. Mental. Emotional. I have seen how my Champion, my own love, broke from his loss. I have seen how much it scarred him enough to become so paranoid. I can only imagine what my absence now has done to him.
I have seen from other Gods, who has died and how they mourn for those who were killed around them. And you.... You literally attacked this robot in a vital area to kill to mourn?
Listen, Desman. You know nothing about me to make such an assumption. And you brought this pain onto yourself. I know not your other encounters akin to this, but you should not fear loss if you are the cause of it." She leaned back, calmed down but still staring at him intently. As he stormed off. "If you truly feared loss, you wouldn't have committed to murder and instead find another solution to that issue.", she said as she went to untangle the chains and change them back into the thin braces that wrapped over her biceps.
Yuki's mind flashed another fresher, much more sour memory. Her eyes narrowed as she felt a rage building up to Desman's tantrum. She let go of the robot only to grab his opposing shoulder and turn him around to face her, one hand still gripping the two chains tangled with the now deceased scrap Desman mourned with.
"You think I had everything in my world handed to me? You think I don't understand what loss or struggle is? You honest to gods think that I do not know what it is like to see people die around me or to see what death has done to others?" Yuki inched closer to the robot's visor, her luminous white pupils narrowed and staring straight into his.
"I have lived eons upon eons in my world. I used to be someone of the gods. I had a champion before me. I had legions. I had allies. I have seen my own members fall around me and before me. I was murdered by my own brother and was brought back by my God of Death to mend the damages done. Uncountable damages. Physical. Mental. Emotional. I have seen how my Champion, my own love, broke from his loss. I have seen how much it scarred him enough to become so paranoid. I can only imagine what my absence now has done to him.
I have seen from other Gods, who has died and how they mourn for those who were killed around them. And you.... You literally attacked this robot in a vital area to kill to mourn?
Listen, Desman. You know nothing about me to make such an assumption. And you brought this pain onto yourself. I know not your other encounters akin to this, but you should not fear loss if you are the cause of it." She leaned back, calmed down but still staring at him intently. As he stormed off. "If you truly feared loss, you wouldn't have committed to murder and instead find another solution to that issue.", she said as she went to untangle the chains and change them back into the thin braces that wrapped over her biceps.
Quote:[OOC: making small edits from how Des played my character]
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