I have a dream that I want to fulfill with you...

[tsugomori]

[ Well, that was an extraordinary trial to have... it was certainly filled with many things that wouldn't be lost to the memory of most, even for weeks to come. Although, the return to "normalcy" could be something that wouldn't seem like it was wanted, it was better than the alternative to returning to anything at all.

With ease, Mikazuki find himself setting up the usual party in the usual place-- that would be the library of course. Notes have been slipped underneath the doors of others, or hung up on the walls to alert them of this post-trial "celebration" -- which was more like a get-together of some sorts now than a real party. ]


Please join us in the library again. Of course, food and drink will be provided.

- Mikazuki, Orihime, Hanyuu, & Estelle

[ The food and drink has been set out, what with there being tea, vichyssoise, cream puffs, and fish for everyone to enjoy. ]

Comments

[matchbreaker]

Fine.

[ . . . ]

Your taste in people to flirt with needs work.

[ A beat and before he can answer that (probably) ]

And I was too harsh to you earlier.

[alchemicals]

[...Are. Are you okay.]

I'm not going to argue with that.

[...]

Any of that. Kira's an asshole.

[matchbreaker]

He was.

[ Is? Whatever. Honestly, she wants to say much worse- ] I was going to kill him earlier. At least someone actually got there.

[ A beat ]

The last time I talked to any human before this was over a hundred years ago.

[alchemicals]

Yeah?

[He can't exactly say he's surprised, given that she'd been all...that at him a week ago; it takes him a moment before he consciously decides that he's not going to think about that right now, he doesn't need that sort of shit on his mind.]

I'm going to assume that didn't go too well.

[matchbreaker]

Actually, no, it was unimportant. I just said a few words to some middle aged doofus was was going into the army. I wanted to know what they thought about it, because the military was getting stronger in Japan at the time and there were less and less people who were my blood type around. There'd actually be even less a few decades after that, but that's a whole other thing.

[alchemicals]

...I'm sure it was.

[...What the hell does he do with this information, this is awkward as hell.]

[matchbreaker]

[ It was.

... ]

What was that word you used, genocide? What's that mean?

[ She's pretty sure that she knows, but... ]

[alchemicals]

[...Ah.]

...It means I willingly helped wipe out almost an entire race of people.

[matchbreaker]

I thought so. I didn't know humans made a word for it.

[ . . . She knows he might not care, but- she'll explain herself. ]

I survived the church's go at a genocide of my kind.

[alchemicals]

So is that the thing you're not forgiving me for, or is it something else?

[And that's...sudden, and it's fucking uncalled for, but you know what, that's just how things are going to be today.]

[matchbreaker]

Not you.

[ A beat ]

I don't give a hoot about humans killing each other, that's happened my entire life. [ . . ] But what happened to the vampires of Europe is something I'll never forgive any human for.

[ And yet... here she is. Talking to a human, apologizing (sort of) to him, and working through her grief about a third ]

Not you in particular.

[alchemicals]

Okay. Good. Fine. You hate me as much as you hate everyone else, but it's not personal. Anything else?

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Hah.

She tries to say "I don't hate you," but those words die in her throat. She knows they're shallow, particularly from someone like her. She isn't sure she could make them sound true to herself, much less someone else. ]

Not really.

[ "I'm sorry it happened the way it did" "I felt like I had to say that?" "I didn't suspect you this time" - what does she even say. ]

I'm just still grateful.

[ Apparently that.

That said, she knows she's no help to someone in his mood, so she finally hop off the counter, getting to her feet so she can return to the door ]