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

[neverheardofhim]

[That prison comment jogs a memory.]

He the one you told me about? The one you were writing a letter to? [A pause.] You said that guy, the one in the letter, got your life on track again. Did he know about all of...

All of that?

[alchemicals]

[...]

The guy that helped me out had a habit of taking in strays, I guess. Mostly people that had issues because of their time in the military. There were a lot of reasons he didn't hold all of that against me - I was still a kid when I sent to the front lines, our military isn't great on the ethics front, at one point people thought it was a great idea to try human experimentation on me.

He got why I snapped, in other words.

So as long as I did what he asked me to, didn't do anything to the people he cared about and didn't try to stab him in the back, I could stay.

[neverheardofhim]

So... what you did happened because they were messing with you?

[It's not guilt he's tasting. At least, that was what he tried to tell himself. But since arriving here, he'd manage to swallow his pride and forgive someone who, while doing less, certainly didn't have nearly the justification that Kimbley might or might not have.]

[He wasn't making any damn decisions on forgiveness just yet, of course. But it at least gave him pause.]

[alchemicals]

What I did happened because I was a kid given too much power on the front lines of a civil war, and because I'm a fucked up person who only gets pleasure from killing people. I'm not going to try to make excuses for it, because that's not my style.

But I was also given an artifact of power that I shouldn't have been given that definitely didn't help, and at one point sometime later they tried to rip my soul out.

[...]

And while we're here, that only applies to the genocide and the other things I did during the war. When it comes to my actual secret...I didn't do any of that. Or at least, I don't remember it, and it doesn't sound like anything I would do. Silver and I figure that could have been my superior officer's fault, I was just involved by proxy. It said I was involved in a conspiracy to do all those things, not that I carried it out myself.

Like I said, I just wanted to get you guys off of Kira.

[neverheardofhim]

Your secret being killing women and children? [Just so he's absolutely clear. And absolutely certain that he's not feeling like an absolute arse for no reason. Gotta cover all of them bases, after all.]

Did you really not know about Kira. Sure, he kept it from all of us too but... I figure friends tell friends things.

[alchemicals]

My secret being whatever happened with slaughtering an entire city and 7000 additional people. The women and children were...technically separate, though I assume that "an entire city" involves "also the women and children," and I don't know the general composition of the additional 7000, so...

[He shrugs.]

I knew Kira was...weird. I talked to him about stuff I'd done and he didn't pass judgement or anything, when obviously he should have. If anything, he seemed interested in it? He asked me a lot of questions.

But I never asked him anything about why, because it didn't really matter to me. His business was his business.

[neverheardofhim]

Like minds attract like minds. [Varric offered his companion a tight smile.] You're both weird. Maybe you're a slightly more palatable form of weird -- don't see you making eyes at any hands at present but...

[He returned Kimbley's shrug with one of his own.]

I almost feel bad about what happened -- him not being honest with you. Not exactly a good feeling, no matter what side of the morality line you happen to be on.

[alchemicals]

Like I said back then, I don't really...

[He kind of hesitates once that's out there, though; saying he doesn't care is an outright lie and he's pretty sure that everyone in the room knows it, but he can't really figure out how to explain what it is that he wants to say about the matter, either. Give him a moment.]

...It's better me than anyone else, I guess. If you're going to throw someone under the bus, might as well pick the guy who doesn't give a damn about himself, you know?

[neverheardofhim]

It's true. Imagine if Ch-- [He stopped himself, not about to antagonize the alchemist with any further mentions of Chiyuki. The dead deserved more respect than that, and he figured Kimbley was already suffering enough with conversations in regards to Kira.]

Imagine if we found someone pinned with arrows and love notes to Bianca. This place would have tore itself down.