[When the silence hits for longer than a minute, he figures that he won't push. Whatever it was, considering their flow of conversation was cut abruptly there... it's probably something that means a lot to Hajime. It's cool, he really doesn't mind.]
Man... if your only reason for going back was to do some dumb after school program I'm gonna kick your ass and drag you with me anyway
Man... if your only reason for going back was to do some dumb after school program I'm gonna kick your ass and drag you with me anyway
[Ryuji's poker face could use some work. poker laugh? poker try to avoid snorting when you're called out. see Dave's face? do that.]
[of course, even the best poker players have their tells. like how Dave folds his arms across his chest, pursing his lips, perhaps hinting that he's got his own dunking scheme currently whirring away in his head.]
Some jazz music, actually. Like, some jazz music that started playing out of no where in my room the other day.
You wouldn't know anything about that, huh?
[of course, even the best poker players have their tells. like how Dave folds his arms across his chest, pursing his lips, perhaps hinting that he's got his own dunking scheme currently whirring away in his head.]
Some jazz music, actually. Like, some jazz music that started playing out of no where in my room the other day.
You wouldn't know anything about that, huh?
[Might as well be George Fucking Washington and live up to that dumb myth of "I cannot tell a lie," because Ryuji's suddenly hyper aware that this is definitely not going in the direction he was planning. He should run for the hills.
But he'll try it. He'll try this foreign, weird concept of "not telling the truth," and just shrug it off.]
... Dunno what the hell... y...you're talkin' about, dude.
[Except for the way that he audibly stutters in the middle of it. Or any number of the following giveaways:
-he doesn't look directly at Dave's shades
-he delayed a response that wasn't immediate and instinctive
-the upward change in ton of his voice at the word dude
Whatever, he's fucked.
It was a great prank.]
But he'll try it. He'll try this foreign, weird concept of "not telling the truth," and just shrug it off.]
... Dunno what the hell... y...you're talkin' about, dude.
[Except for the way that he audibly stutters in the middle of it. Or any number of the following giveaways:
-he doesn't look directly at Dave's shades
-he delayed a response that wasn't immediate and instinctive
-the upward change in ton of his voice at the word dude
Whatever, he's fucked.
It was a great prank.]
*hajime hinata voice* if only........ i had TALENT......
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hopefragment
2018-09-17 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
lol it's nothing like that
but it's something only i can do. i'm sure it's the reason why tanaka thought i was part of his class, there's no other explanation for that
when i first got to this station, i thought this was part of that project, somehow. tbh sometimes i still think that maybe it is part of it, and it's some elaborate scenario to test me, but there's no way that's possible. there's way too much evidence against it at this point.
as fucked up as this station is, though... as important as the project is, idk if i want to go back if it means saying goodbye to you and all the others.
crap, i'm going to be the one standing in maple syrup if i keep that up, so don't think about it too much
but it's something only i can do. i'm sure it's the reason why tanaka thought i was part of his class, there's no other explanation for that
when i first got to this station, i thought this was part of that project, somehow. tbh sometimes i still think that maybe it is part of it, and it's some elaborate scenario to test me, but there's no way that's possible. there's way too much evidence against it at this point.
as fucked up as this station is, though... as important as the project is, idk if i want to go back if it means saying goodbye to you and all the others.
crap, i'm going to be the one standing in maple syrup if i keep that up, so don't think about it too much
[lol. Dave's got Ryuji right where he wants him now.]
[but yeah, it's true, it was a great prank, he'll admit it. and you can bet he'll also be using the space station AI responsibly to return the pranking favor.]
Really? I was gonna tell whoever was responsible thanks.
[but yeah, it's true, it was a great prank, he'll admit it. and you can bet he'll also be using the space station AI responsibly to return the pranking favor.]
Really? I was gonna tell whoever was responsible thanks.
[Oh, word?
Maybe Dave really liked the smooth stylings of jazz circa way too goddamn long ago. Maybe he had a dance party right then and there. Ryuji follows this train of thought, because he's gullible sometimes, and why would Dave ever lead him astray, right? Right?
He bites down on one corner of his lip, and nods. Well, if he was really into the entire thing, he definitely did Dave a favor.]
Must be that, uh. That station AI. Christy.
[Fuck, Ryuji. No.
That's not its name at all.]
Maybe Dave really liked the smooth stylings of jazz circa way too goddamn long ago. Maybe he had a dance party right then and there. Ryuji follows this train of thought, because he's gullible sometimes, and why would Dave ever lead him astray, right? Right?
He bites down on one corner of his lip, and nods. Well, if he was really into the entire thing, he definitely did Dave a favor.]
Must be that, uh. That station AI. Christy.
[Fuck, Ryuji. No.
That's not its name at all.]
There's probably a bunch of reasons that Gundam thought you were part of his class. Have you like, asked him, maybe? For all you know it could be like, some bullshit alternate universe or something.
Yeah, nah. No offense or anything but that sorta testing is way beyond a school's budget. Shit, Kawakami-sensei had to moonlight as a maid to make ends meet or some shit like that
[A pause, because Hajime struck a chord with Ryuji that he had felt but was way, way too chicken shit to affirm. Because leaving here would mean...]
Wait, really?
You ain't shitting me, right dude?
Because sometimes I kinda feel the same way and it's really fucking weird.
Yeah, nah. No offense or anything but that sorta testing is way beyond a school's budget. Shit, Kawakami-sensei had to moonlight as a maid to make ends meet or some shit like that
[A pause, because Hajime struck a chord with Ryuji that he had felt but was way, way too chicken shit to affirm. Because leaving here would mean...]
Wait, really?
You ain't shitting me, right dude?
Because sometimes I kinda feel the same way and it's really fucking weird.
Edited 2018-09-17 01:56 (UTC)
[Ryuji ... you might be making this too easy.]
[it's Dave's turn to close the gap between them, then.]
Well, someone had to tell Kristoff which room to drop off some smooth jazz.
[it's Dave's turn to close the gap between them, then.]
Well, someone had to tell Kristoff which room to drop off some smooth jazz.
[It would be obvious, except that Erika's forcing herself not to watch him. She wants to. She wants to be sure of whatever she can be, have something to wave off the clench of worry when she hears him start to talk, before it even happens. But would that be what happened? Or would she just take it as an excuse to stop the story short of what she wants him to understand?
Sometimes you sacrifice the little wants for the big wants.]
It was that car accident. A brain injury. I don't know if you... [...know, how things like that work; even she doesn't, completely. The brain is a complicated organ.] ...Imagine a machine. If you bump some gears loose, that tiny misalignment gets worse and worse over time until the whole thing breaks down. Except it's brain cells instead of gears...sort of.
[She rubs her sleeve between her fingers; back and forth, back and forth.]
I got these - they were sort of like seizures. They'd put me in the hospital, and every time it got a little worse.
Sometimes you sacrifice the little wants for the big wants.]
It was that car accident. A brain injury. I don't know if you... [...know, how things like that work; even she doesn't, completely. The brain is a complicated organ.] ...Imagine a machine. If you bump some gears loose, that tiny misalignment gets worse and worse over time until the whole thing breaks down. Except it's brain cells instead of gears...sort of.
[She rubs her sleeve between her fingers; back and forth, back and forth.]
I got these - they were sort of like seizures. They'd put me in the hospital, and every time it got a little worse.
c'mon, what are the odds of that? the way people get to this station is messed up, but there's no reason to bring me and tanaka from something like that. it makes more sense to think he is from my future... in that case, i'm going to have to be a part of that island-trip, too.
gundam said the hinata he knew had just... forgotten his talent. or said he had, anyway. meaning either i lied to them all, and they believed something stupid like that for some reason, or it's true, and i do have a talent after all. they wouldn't put a normal kid like me with a group of shsls unless there was a reason for it
...hang on, did you say one of your teachers was also a MAID??
[What.... the fuck]
but yeah, it is weird, isn't it? i mean, it sucks here. something or someone is actively trying to kill us.
but if i never came here, i'd never have met you or haru or erika or ezra or anyone else here. idk it's weird to say but
you know what i mean
gundam said the hinata he knew had just... forgotten his talent. or said he had, anyway. meaning either i lied to them all, and they believed something stupid like that for some reason, or it's true, and i do have a talent after all. they wouldn't put a normal kid like me with a group of shsls unless there was a reason for it
...hang on, did you say one of your teachers was also a MAID??
[What.... the fuck]
but yeah, it is weird, isn't it? i mean, it sucks here. something or someone is actively trying to kill us.
but if i never came here, i'd never have met you or haru or erika or ezra or anyone else here. idk it's weird to say but
you know what i mean
[Ryuji's in the deep end before he's even actually in the deep end. The distance closes a bit more, and his gut feeling is telling him to take a step back, but he ain't no coward. He's also not guilty, so why would he feel nervous around this immortal god of hamster Valhalla?
Yeah, he's definitely making this really easy. His lips twitch, and he tries to straighten them out by force, restricting and forbidding the muscles in his mouth to start turning upward in concavity. He'll just... reach out, now that they're close enough and place a hand right on his shoulder.
If he's going down, he's going to at least try to take Dave with him.]
Maybe Crystal just likes that style of music, are we really gonna judge?
Yeah, he's definitely making this really easy. His lips twitch, and he tries to straighten them out by force, restricting and forbidding the muscles in his mouth to start turning upward in concavity. He'll just... reach out, now that they're close enough and place a hand right on his shoulder.
If he's going down, he's going to at least try to take Dave with him.]
Maybe Crystal just likes that style of music, are we really gonna judge?
[You know what?
You know what.]
If you're askin' if Gundam's the type of dude who will lie to protect you I'm gonna point to a big fuckin sign that says ABSOLUTELY YES so I dunno what to believe here man
[God, Hajime and Dave have such bad potty mouths.
Affecting a soft, good boy like this into following down their dirty, sinful paths.]
Yeah, maid
What's the point anyway, we keep on surviving even if we end up dying. Kinda stupid if you ask me. Like, thanks? I guess. Whoever's reading this. Yeah you know I'm talkin to you. Come down here and fight me.
Anyway
Yeah I know what you mean.
Back home I didn't really have my shit together. But being here with you guys... it's kinda hard to put it the right way. But I feel more like... me? More free when I'm around you. And of course, yeah. I don't wanna say goodbye to Dave.
You know what.]
If you're askin' if Gundam's the type of dude who will lie to protect you I'm gonna point to a big fuckin sign that says ABSOLUTELY YES so I dunno what to believe here man
[God, Hajime and Dave have such bad potty mouths.
Affecting a soft, good boy like this into following down their dirty, sinful paths.]
Yeah, maid
What's the point anyway, we keep on surviving even if we end up dying. Kinda stupid if you ask me. Like, thanks? I guess. Whoever's reading this. Yeah you know I'm talkin to you. Come down here and fight me.
Anyway
Yeah I know what you mean.
Back home I didn't really have my shit together. But being here with you guys... it's kinda hard to put it the right way. But I feel more like... me? More free when I'm around you. And of course, yeah. I don't wanna say goodbye to Dave.
[It's true but he shouldn't say it!!]
you're right... idk what to think about it anymore
also you know that's like, really not normal, right
dude don't antagonize them!! they really don't need a target!!
i miss nanami from home, she's a really, really important person to me, but i barely got the chance to know her. i've been with you guys... hell, it's been almost half a year by now, hasn't it?
and... yeah. i know what you mean. it's like... being free from other people's expectations, right?
you're right... idk what to think about it anymore
also you know that's like, really not normal, right
dude don't antagonize them!! they really don't need a target!!
i miss nanami from home, she's a really, really important person to me, but i barely got the chance to know her. i've been with you guys... hell, it's been almost half a year by now, hasn't it?
and... yeah. i know what you mean. it's like... being free from other people's expectations, right?
No what no
You mean all teachers don't come over help you do your homework and clean your for you for a small fee
Wild, your world is weird.
[One day he'll fess up to operation maid watch.
And regret every stupid thing he's ever done in high school.]
Shit, it has been half a year, hasn't it? I can't believe I'm gonna be 18 soon
Dude, I don't even know if it's expectations as much as it is just. Spending time to figure out what you really want outta life?
Who's Nanami?
You mean all teachers don't come over help you do your homework and clean your for you for a small fee
Wild, your world is weird.
[One day he'll fess up to operation maid watch.
And regret every stupid thing he's ever done in high school.]
Shit, it has been half a year, hasn't it? I can't believe I'm gonna be 18 soon
Dude, I don't even know if it's expectations as much as it is just. Spending time to figure out what you really want outta life?
Who's Nanami?
yeah must be, idk why i didn't just assume that was the norm
i can't believe you're going to be 18 either, i'd definitely have thought you'd be rounding your fifth birthday. you look good for your age, old man
but yeah, that makes sense, i guess. if we do end up going back, it's going to be really weird to do it
chiaki nanami is the super high school level gamer. she's one of tanaka's classmates, but she and i were able to become friends since we both liked video games. before i came here, she's the only person who thought that my lack of talent was a good thing.
i really wish you could meet her. she's incredible
i can't believe you're going to be 18 either, i'd definitely have thought you'd be rounding your fifth birthday. you look good for your age, old man
but yeah, that makes sense, i guess. if we do end up going back, it's going to be really weird to do it
chiaki nanami is the super high school level gamer. she's one of tanaka's classmates, but she and i were able to become friends since we both liked video games. before i came here, she's the only person who thought that my lack of talent was a good thing.
i really wish you could meet her. she's incredible
[A brain injury, huh? Her guess is right on the money, it's a realm of things he knows nothing about. Even how he fractured his own leg wasn't something he became intimately familiar with. When life throws bad shit at you, he's not the type to go through and dissect. He wants to move on. But how do you move on from head trauma like that?
The analogy to the gear parts is definitely something easy to grasp, though, and he approaches a little bit more. The urge to sit with her and bump shoulders is pretty goddamn high right now.]
You haven't... since coming here, right? I mean, the seizures.
[Man, this is so fucked up.
He'd never get in a car again either.]
The analogy to the gear parts is definitely something easy to grasp, though, and he approaches a little bit more. The urge to sit with her and bump shoulders is pretty goddamn high right now.]
You haven't... since coming here, right? I mean, the seizures.
[Man, this is so fucked up.
He'd never get in a car again either.]
Shit
I need some burn cream
You asshole.
[He's not even pissed about the five year old thing. It's the old man part that he wants to pick a bone with Hajime over.]
SHSL gamer, huh? Guess I shouldn't even try to come close to her in Super Smash Sisters.
Ehhh
I'd like a challenge anyway.
Winning all the time is boring.
But yeah, I'd like to meet her too. If that's what she thought about you, I think we'd get along.
I need some burn cream
You asshole.
[He's not even pissed about the five year old thing. It's the old man part that he wants to pick a bone with Hajime over.]
SHSL gamer, huh? Guess I shouldn't even try to come close to her in Super Smash Sisters.
Ehhh
I'd like a challenge anyway.
Winning all the time is boring.
But yeah, I'd like to meet her too. If that's what she thought about you, I think we'd get along.
[Shakes her head.]
Mm-mm. I could tell right away. I think...it has to be like what keeps happening when people die here. The station rebuilt my body, somehow. Otherwise - I'd feel like I used to, but I also never would have been able to keep it a secret. It was right up at the end of things.
[...yeah. Yeah. Still lying by omission. That'll need undoing at some point.
And that's kind of - wow, how long has it been, months? Four months? Almost half a year. Wow. And here's Ryuji, first person to know, and only because she chose to tell him. It's kind of scary. It kind of underlines what she was thinking about when it occurred to her, the whole process of moving on, becoming someone new. The things that don't survive the passage of time.]
Mm-mm. I could tell right away. I think...it has to be like what keeps happening when people die here. The station rebuilt my body, somehow. Otherwise - I'd feel like I used to, but I also never would have been able to keep it a secret. It was right up at the end of things.
[...yeah. Yeah. Still lying by omission. That'll need undoing at some point.
And that's kind of - wow, how long has it been, months? Four months? Almost half a year. Wow. And here's Ryuji, first person to know, and only because she chose to tell him. It's kind of scary. It kind of underlines what she was thinking about when it occurred to her, the whole process of moving on, becoming someone new. The things that don't survive the passage of time.]
it is weird to think you're older than me, though. i mean, i've still got a couple more months until my birthday. it's january 1st do everyone always forgets about it lol
there's no way you'd beat her, but she'd love to play you, i'm sure. she could always tell when i was distracted playing gala omega with her...
i guess, the only good thing is i was able to say goodbye to her before i came here. that's just the way things ended up working out. so even if you're wrong, and we don't end up exactly where (when?) we last were before waking up on this station, i don't have to regret it
you're veering into sap territory again, dude. idk if i can explain how much saying something like that means to me
there's no way you'd beat her, but she'd love to play you, i'm sure. she could always tell when i was distracted playing gala omega with her...
i guess, the only good thing is i was able to say goodbye to her before i came here. that's just the way things ended up working out. so even if you're wrong, and we don't end up exactly where (when?) we last were before waking up on this station, i don't have to regret it
you're veering into sap territory again, dude. idk if i can explain how much saying something like that means to me
Nope.
[mutually assured destruction it is, then. what's Dave got to lose? Simba already dunked him to the murky depths once already today, may as well go down in a blaze of pseudo vengeful glory.]
I'm just saying, chatbots don't get random wild hairs about sharing their music tastes on their own, right? [Dave, don't ... don't call the station's AI a chatbot??]
I figure someone must have been, I dunno. Texting with Cynthia or something.
[he punctuates that by lifting his hand to his own shoulder, casually wrapping his fingers around the top of Ryuji's wrist.]
[mutually assured destruction it is, then. what's Dave got to lose? Simba already dunked him to the murky depths once already today, may as well go down in a blaze of pseudo vengeful glory.]
I'm just saying, chatbots don't get random wild hairs about sharing their music tastes on their own, right? [Dave, don't ... don't call the station's AI a chatbot??]
I figure someone must have been, I dunno. Texting with Cynthia or something.
[he punctuates that by lifting his hand to his own shoulder, casually wrapping his fingers around the top of Ryuji's wrist.]
[If only they were both close enough to the water so that Ryuji could suplex Dave right into the damn thing. Not even thinking if he were strong enough to do it, just ruing the notion that concrete isn't the right texture or softness to get that done.]
I mean, technically speakin', I don't think Carol actually has hair.
[He can't believe Dave is insinuating musical infidelities with the station's chatbot. Whatever a chatbot was.]
But if someone were chatting her up, and I definitely ain't sayin' it was me, but if someone were, and the conversation just sorta went in that direction, then whoever that someone is, must've really wanted to share something kinda beautiful with you. I mean, I'd be, like, completely honored.
[Somehow he never saw this coming.
And his eyes follow toward that hand; the moment is near and he doesn't have enough time. Jig's up. Whatever happens, it'll be hot pursuit. He needs to react quickly to throw him off guard. Ryuji uses his other hand to pull Dave closer, hand against the skinny of his back. One hand raises up higher on his shoulder, and the second he can, he's going to aim to sweep him right off his feet.
That is, if Dave doesn't already have a plan up his sleeve.]
I mean, technically speakin', I don't think Carol actually has hair.
[He can't believe Dave is insinuating musical infidelities with the station's chatbot. Whatever a chatbot was.]
But if someone were chatting her up, and I definitely ain't sayin' it was me, but if someone were, and the conversation just sorta went in that direction, then whoever that someone is, must've really wanted to share something kinda beautiful with you. I mean, I'd be, like, completely honored.
[Somehow he never saw this coming.
And his eyes follow toward that hand; the moment is near and he doesn't have enough time. Jig's up. Whatever happens, it'll be hot pursuit. He needs to react quickly to throw him off guard. Ryuji uses his other hand to pull Dave closer, hand against the skinny of his back. One hand raises up higher on his shoulder, and the second he can, he's going to aim to sweep him right off his feet.
That is, if Dave doesn't already have a plan up his sleeve.]
No way man, everyone is celebrating your birthday on 1/1. New year, new you, am I right?
[He mentally ticks off the piece of information. He'll have to make sure to do something for it.]
Makes sense. Anyone who's serious about something can always tell if you ain't as serious about it as them. Like if you're on a track team and someone's times are off, you know something's goin' on.
Time's a weird freaking thing to think about. Like... Joker came from a point past where I was in my own home world. But in his memories, I was there. But I haven't been through that shit yet, I'm here, y'know! So like, does that mean we were from alternate universes, or did everything just stand still, and everything's just frozen, waiting for us to come home. Or worse, I guess. Maybe we're just copies that got sucked outta the past and thrown here.
Ahhh... my head hurts. This is too much.
[He mentally ticks off the piece of information. He'll have to make sure to do something for it.]
Makes sense. Anyone who's serious about something can always tell if you ain't as serious about it as them. Like if you're on a track team and someone's times are off, you know something's goin' on.
Time's a weird freaking thing to think about. Like... Joker came from a point past where I was in my own home world. But in his memories, I was there. But I haven't been through that shit yet, I'm here, y'know! So like, does that mean we were from alternate universes, or did everything just stand still, and everything's just frozen, waiting for us to come home. Or worse, I guess. Maybe we're just copies that got sucked outta the past and thrown here.
Ahhh... my head hurts. This is too much.
[The station rebuilt her body. It's not impossible, this place has a ton of power residing in it do great and horrible things. Like throwing sord.... into a toilet.
Well, maybe not that, but on a more serious note, he finally comes back up to the catwalk and sits down next to her. It takes a moment, so it's probably filled with a little bit of an awkward silence as he does so. He doesn't really have anything to say other than just sitting with her, listening.
The end of things... there's really only so much that could mean.
But, it's a new opportunity. She has so much light in her, he can't imagine a world where she doesn't have the ability to be her own solar system, a sun that other things orbit around. It doesn't make sense, and yet, it makes him angry. Shit's not fair.
Is it... okay to sit there at all? He doesn't really know.]
Huh. Man... life's just full of a bunch of shit, huh.
Well, maybe not that, but on a more serious note, he finally comes back up to the catwalk and sits down next to her. It takes a moment, so it's probably filled with a little bit of an awkward silence as he does so. He doesn't really have anything to say other than just sitting with her, listening.
The end of things... there's really only so much that could mean.
But, it's a new opportunity. She has so much light in her, he can't imagine a world where she doesn't have the ability to be her own solar system, a sun that other things orbit around. It doesn't make sense, and yet, it makes him angry. Shit's not fair.
Is it... okay to sit there at all? He doesn't really know.]
Huh. Man... life's just full of a bunch of shit, huh.
[...Is he sitting down next to her? She finally chances a glance.Her heart skips unpleasantly - he's going to be sorry, he's going to be hurt, and, then, he is. But less than he could be. But still, still.
There's a lump in her chest.]
There's more to the story. Hold on. [That's supposed to be a joke and it comes out hideously flat. She has embraced the wretchedness of looking to Ryuji Sakamoto for something resembling absolution for what she and fate did to Ryuji Mishima. It feels bad as hell, man. A good, addictive, awful kind of bad, like popping a pimple, without even the inexplicable thrill that comes from telling Venus these kinds of things. With Ryuji it's like wiping your muddy hands on a dog. Maybe he doesn't care - but you used him, you monster.]
My parents were in that car, too. My brother was - he's the one who taught me how to code and hack. I passed him when it comes to some things, but, he's good. He could've - he would've gotten a job anywhere he wanted. With the company that runs the VR world. Anything.
And, then, it was just us.
[And she doesn't quite know how to put words around what happened. How to explain this thing she fears, and this thing she wants out of her third whack at life, without incriminating her brother, laying his flaws out in the open like fish for stray cats. That's not an option.]
There's a lump in her chest.]
There's more to the story. Hold on. [That's supposed to be a joke and it comes out hideously flat. She has embraced the wretchedness of looking to Ryuji Sakamoto for something resembling absolution for what she and fate did to Ryuji Mishima. It feels bad as hell, man. A good, addictive, awful kind of bad, like popping a pimple, without even the inexplicable thrill that comes from telling Venus these kinds of things. With Ryuji it's like wiping your muddy hands on a dog. Maybe he doesn't care - but you used him, you monster.]
My parents were in that car, too. My brother was - he's the one who taught me how to code and hack. I passed him when it comes to some things, but, he's good. He could've - he would've gotten a job anywhere he wanted. With the company that runs the VR world. Anything.
And, then, it was just us.
[And she doesn't quite know how to put words around what happened. How to explain this thing she fears, and this thing she wants out of her third whack at life, without incriminating her brother, laying his flaws out in the open like fish for stray cats. That's not an option.]
[The thing about pain is that you think it has a multiplicative power when it's being shared, but in actuality, it divides the more you go through the motions of getting it off your chest. Ryuji doesn't feel like he's being used or that Erika is a monster. These sorts of conversations were ones that he's had before. He couldn't be who he is today without knowing.
Without knowing how Akira's parents abandoned him for doing the right thing. How Ann's entire life was rife with people treating her differently and assuming horrible things about the way she really was. Yusuke's mother being brutally used and neglected when she needed medical help so that a corrupt artist could capitalize on his talent. The way that everyone put such ridiculously high expectations on Makoto so that she could never cope with her own losses. Futaba's cognition of her own mother hating her enough to commit a suicide that never happened. Or Haru's father selling her off life property to the highest bidder. Or his own problems that he shared with all of them- how he had to go to school and hide bruises that his father had left with him to take like a lunch pail or his dreams being crushed when his teacher broke his leg.
She must miss her brother a lot. Ryuji watches his own legs dangling from the ledge.]
I can't imagine how much that must've hurt you. The only thing I know is that.... yeah, it does kinda feel like you against the world when you got only one or two things to hold onto and everything else is just gone to shit.
[Third whack, or whatever she's going through though.]
It ain't anywhere near the same, and I'd be a total dick to say that it were. But if you're thinking that "just us" is now "just me," I wanna tell you that you're not alone. 'Cause you're not. I'd fight on your team in a heartbeat.
[Which comes with the whole... use me if you need to thing. He's a tank. He's good at taking blows.]
Without knowing how Akira's parents abandoned him for doing the right thing. How Ann's entire life was rife with people treating her differently and assuming horrible things about the way she really was. Yusuke's mother being brutally used and neglected when she needed medical help so that a corrupt artist could capitalize on his talent. The way that everyone put such ridiculously high expectations on Makoto so that she could never cope with her own losses. Futaba's cognition of her own mother hating her enough to commit a suicide that never happened. Or Haru's father selling her off life property to the highest bidder. Or his own problems that he shared with all of them- how he had to go to school and hide bruises that his father had left with him to take like a lunch pail or his dreams being crushed when his teacher broke his leg.
She must miss her brother a lot. Ryuji watches his own legs dangling from the ledge.]
I can't imagine how much that must've hurt you. The only thing I know is that.... yeah, it does kinda feel like you against the world when you got only one or two things to hold onto and everything else is just gone to shit.
[Third whack, or whatever she's going through though.]
It ain't anywhere near the same, and I'd be a total dick to say that it were. But if you're thinking that "just us" is now "just me," I wanna tell you that you're not alone. 'Cause you're not. I'd fight on your team in a heartbeat.
[Which comes with the whole... use me if you need to thing. He's a tank. He's good at taking blows.]
Page 33 of 36