beholdmydemons | seventh fusion

[Walter starts talking almost immediately after turning on the recording, sounding tired but as though his message was prepared ahead of time.]

You're the king of a country, and you hold a great contest - or a game. One man who comes to participate is very tall, and strong. Would you let him compete as any other, or bar him from the game to even those others' chances?

A man comes to a remote village, one that's remained as it is for a thousand years. He brings with him technology that would change life as the people know it, bringing them comfort and luxury. Should the village send that man away, or accept his gifts?

The person you love is gravely ill, doomed to sleep and never wake...you've tried every remedy you can imagine, and there's nothing left at your disposal. Would you tend to them for the rest of your life, or let them die naturally?

[He goes quiet, not sure what to follow that up with. The radio, playing tinnily in the background, switches to a holiday song that's been on at least five times already today.

...Yeah, that bears asking about. In just as tired a voice, but a much less rehearsed one:]

What the hell is Christmas?

[[ooc: canon update to end of first route split, complete!]]

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I can handle myself perfectly fine when I'm not cut off from all means of defending myself.

And why don't you figure it out for yourself?

Some means. [If you're "cut off from" them when you need them. Walter's mental model of Kayneth as "one of those people" strengthens and latches firmly in place.

...Also ugh.] I don't know, I imagine I'd learn the most observing. Is that an offer of aid?

The effective means.

[come on look at this skinny nerd do you really think he could punch anything

he would probably break his fingers

...and he just lets out a hah at that]

What does it sound like to you?

Oh, I know what it sounds like. [the point is that it's ass and you're an ass and he was giving you some room to not be.] A fine show of gratitude to the person who saved your hide.

It wouldn't have needed saving if I hadn't taken pity on you when I saw you engaging in the literal definition of insanity.

I don't need pity from a load.

[You said the magic "fuck you" word!]

[hey let's just both push each other's rage buttons]

I really should have left you to die just like the rat you are, preferably multiple excruciating times!

I'd like to see you try!

[wait that doesn't even make sense- okay then]

There aren't even any of those things to leave you to now, you incompetent fool!

It's a simple matter to throw about empty bluster, then, isn't it?

Are you making some sad attempt to save face after blurting out something totally nonsensical? Believe me, it isn't working.

I couldn't care less what you think of me. [That's not completely true, he just thinks it is.] But I'll make no secret of finding you repulsive.

The feeling is quite mutual, I assure you.

[now why don't you go pick fleas out of your hair or whatever peasants do in their free time]

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