[ She lolls her head back, looking up, then shifts so she looks his way. There's resignation there in her eyes, but an awareness, too, of why things are this way. People are shitty. The pressure of a society is the flow of events that moves her. This place has a whole different flow, and it's why she's here, why she fought at gyms, though none of the elite battles yet.
So it goes. So it goes. ]
Saying you just followed orders is a statement of fact, and an explanation, Kazuki. It's never an excuse. Do or die, lives are made up of choices. Sometimes nothing but shitty ones.
[ No matter what she did not want to do, she still wanted to live. She's culpable for that, and well aware of it, and not quite fully apologetic because she can't wish herself dead. ]
[Kazuki wanted to tell her that it wasn't really an excuse, that she shouldn't feel so burdened by whatever she had done... But the truth of it was that he didn't know, and making assumptions about whatever she suffered through would be insulting.]
[He was quiet for another moment longer.]
...You may not think you're a good person. But, if what your friend said means anything to you... You're a good person for me.
[ She regards him for a few beats of her heart before she looks away, hair falling across her face, and she laughs, rough and low and short lived. ]
Ah... if you say so. [ She has to grant him the respect of acknowledging that he knows his own mind. If he says that for him, she is a good person, then it is true. Here it's unlikely to need to become false. ] To good people. May I decide one day if you're one for me, too.
[ There's the glass held up toward him, not empty, and not asking to be filled. Cheers. ]
You haven't decided yet? [Kazuki's tone and expression carried several emotions, like laughter and feigned hurt. Surprise, however, was not among them.] Usually people get along with me right away! I'm really going to have to work for it, huh?
[Despite his lackluster protests, he readily lifted his glass to clink against hers.]
[ A not quite smile curls her lips up at the corners. Perhaps too good natured for his own good, but unlike so many places, that shouldn't harm him here. ]
Never said I was easy.
[ And then she takes a drink, just enough to fill her mouth before she lowers the glass and swallows. ]
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Date: 2019-06-20 01:26 am (UTC)So it goes. So it goes. ]
Saying you just followed orders is a statement of fact, and an explanation, Kazuki. It's never an excuse. Do or die, lives are made up of choices. Sometimes nothing but shitty ones.
[ No matter what she did not want to do, she still wanted to live. She's culpable for that, and well aware of it, and not quite fully apologetic because she can't wish herself dead. ]
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Date: 2019-06-20 01:52 am (UTC)[He was quiet for another moment longer.]
...You may not think you're a good person. But, if what your friend said means anything to you... You're a good person for me.
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Date: 2019-06-20 02:58 am (UTC)[ She regards him for a few beats of her heart before she looks away, hair falling across her face, and she laughs, rough and low and short lived. ]
Ah... if you say so. [ She has to grant him the respect of acknowledging that he knows his own mind. If he says that for him, she is a good person, then it is true. Here it's unlikely to need to become false. ] To good people. May I decide one day if you're one for me, too.
[ There's the glass held up toward him, not empty, and not asking to be filled. Cheers. ]
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Date: 2019-06-20 03:14 am (UTC)[Despite his lackluster protests, he readily lifted his glass to clink against hers.]
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Date: 2019-06-20 03:22 am (UTC)Never said I was easy.
[ And then she takes a drink, just enough to fill her mouth before she lowers the glass and swallows. ]