There's another long pause, and Patxi's eyes dart from Moon to the ruined first door, his ears pinning back further.
"What, didn't you know? That's where we are. It's not the kind of thing I really get much, myself, but... I guess it's like a plant. Sometimes, stuff grows that isn't gonna go anywhere. A dead end.
The worlds I have seen destroyed died in disasters. Meteors or the loss of their cores, or civilizations dead longer than their bones lasted. If yours was as part of a plant, who is pruning it?
"Who knows? Some higher power, probably." His tail is low, and vibrating; as he speaks, his lip keeps curling back from his teeth, though he is also making visible effort to calm that down.
"But we weren't supposed to be given a second chance. Our existence negates the 'proper' world... in the end, when we fought, we lost."
"Nah," he says. He's clearly uncomfortable about this, shaking his head.
"My world was... we forgot. We forgot anything about being strong, and being the strongest. All we cared about was beating everything and anything. Shit. It wasn't a world where kids could know anything about laughing without being afraid. It wasn't a viable world at all."
"Fujimaru, yeah." Patxi's ears lift just a little, though that's about the only even slight shift in his body language. "Dunno how the hell she managed. He was bigger than you. But still..."
He shakes his head. "I dunno anything about mages, or other worlds, or anything like that... I just know that if she's from somewhere where people still know how to smile, it's not a bad place to win over mine."
Welcome to the life of the protagonist of a fate/series,
Patxi's ears lift a little, pin again, and then he sighs.
"Not exactly," he says. He nods to the first broken door. "Wherever she went, she's on the side I can't follow. But even here, I've heard 'em complaining. Something about a temple...?"
"That guy?" Patxi's muzzle wrinkles, like he isn't sure whether he wants to snarl or not. "Probably. He doesn't seem to be real popular with most of the people who move around this place."
"Kings usually don't," Patxi says. It isn't sympathetic, but it's not without understanding. "So if he is building himself a throne, it'll be somewhere away from everyone else."
"I wouldn't recommend going through any of those doors," Patxi says. "But it's probably a shortcut. Fujimaru does stupid shit like that a lot, from what I've heard."
"Ha." Patxi grins at that suddenly, all teeth, amused and grimacing both. He finally moves, headed for that first door, picking his way gingerly through the rubble around it. "I dunno if I think that's a good way of doing it. But if you want to try, I'm not going to stop you."
"Suit yourself," he says, and steps through the doorway. It now stands wide open, though no matter how hard Moon strains, he will not be able to see anything--there's just blackness, a wide unending void, like a cessation of being.
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Date: 2022-09-05 01:51 am (UTC)[how picky can you be about what goes under the human catchall when you're talking to a wolfman tho]
But, excuse me— "split off?"
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Date: 2022-09-05 02:13 am (UTC)"What, didn't you know? That's where we are. It's not the kind of thing I really get much, myself, but... I guess it's like a plant. Sometimes, stuff grows that isn't gonna go anywhere. A dead end.
"That's what we were."
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Date: 2022-09-05 02:49 am (UTC)[Follows Patxi's gaze then glances back to him]
The worlds I have seen destroyed died in disasters. Meteors or the loss of their cores, or civilizations dead longer than their bones lasted. If yours was as part of a plant, who is pruning it?
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Date: 2022-09-05 03:07 am (UTC)"But we weren't supposed to be given a second chance. Our existence negates the 'proper' world... in the end, when we fought, we lost."
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Date: 2022-09-05 10:28 pm (UTC)[folds his hands together, keeping his own body language inoffensive and meek]
But... You do not need me to tell you that. Thank you for your explanations. You have been very patient to speak to me about your loss.
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Date: 2022-09-06 01:24 am (UTC)"My world was... we forgot. We forgot anything about being strong, and being the strongest. All we cared about was beating everything and anything. Shit. It wasn't a world where kids could know anything about laughing without being afraid. It wasn't a viable world at all."
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Date: 2022-09-06 02:11 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2022-09-06 02:28 am (UTC)He shakes his head. "I dunno anything about mages, or other worlds, or anything like that... I just know that if she's from somewhere where people still know how to smile, it's not a bad place to win over mine."
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Date: 2022-09-06 07:45 pm (UTC)[that sounds like she might have helped kill a world off though? hey? hey???]
...Where is Ritsuka now, Patxi? Do you know?
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Date: 2022-09-06 09:12 pm (UTC)Patxi's ears lift a little, pin again, and then he sighs.
"Not exactly," he says. He nods to the first broken door. "Wherever she went, she's on the side I can't follow. But even here, I've heard 'em complaining. Something about a temple...?"
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Date: 2022-09-06 09:22 pm (UTC)Before they were both made unconscious, Goetia was trying to make a throne. He could have one here.
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Date: 2022-09-07 03:13 am (UTC)[MUTTER]
If he is through a door like that, that will have few other people indeed.
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Date: 2022-09-08 02:24 am (UTC)I will try. If it is a shortcut, it will be doubly worth the risk.
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Date: 2022-09-08 03:38 am (UTC)He pushes the door open; unlike when Moon tried, it opens easily. He pauses on the threshhold, looking back over his shoulder.
"Are you sure about this? It's not going to be pleasant."
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Date: 2022-09-08 03:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-09-08 04:34 am (UTC)He can go forward, or he can leave.
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Date: 2022-09-08 04:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
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