ninth fusion - video

[beholdmydemons]

So.

As I understand it, we don't die here. People...appear in a town with their wounds healed, or illness cured, or the like. Or so I've been told.

...What happens to someone who dies of old age, then? Would they die over and over again, or...become young, or... [He waves his hand around. Mysterious mysteries.] How it all happens aside, I can't imagine what would take place. [...] Has it, ever?

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[struck_out]

[Leon sighs and rolls his eyes dramatically, arms flung up in the air with exasperation.]

OK, maybe I think it sounds stupid. But I'm tryin' not to say it 'cause that'd be me bein' an asshole. Everyone deserves to chase their own dream! So you should totally do it an' not think about what I just said so we can still kinda be friends an' not hang up on each other? Or at least don't hunt me down with a sword because you probably have some super samurai moves that could land me in the hospital. Whatever, jus'...do what you want, man. This place is like a second chance at life without anythin' to hold us back. So long as you ain't gonna hurt anyone or cause despair, in which case I'd call you a sick bastard but you're not gonna do any of that so we're cool right?

[Sorry, he ran out of patience.]

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[beholdmydemons]

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[beholdmydemons]

[...heh.] We're "cool".

[That was...weirdly inspirational of you, Leon. It's hard to be mad when you say something that clear and insightful.]

[struck_out]

[Leon lets out a relieved sigh and visibly relaxes back into his normal, carefree grin.]

Phew, am I glad to hear that! You have no idea how many toes I've stepped on this week. I'd hate it if I made you mad too.

[Oh yeah, he's got this.]

[beholdmydemons]

It'd take more than that to anger me. I'd rather an honest friend than a delicate one, hey? [so chill.]

[struck_out]

...ya know, a lot of the guys I hung out with back home in junior high school were pretty chill like you. We'd shit talk each other an' just dick around, an' nobody got mad or flipped the fuck out.

Then I went to high school. And then the shit hit the roof. And now I'm thinkin', everyone's really different 'bout what you can an' can't say to'em. Normally I'd say fuck'em, but...these guys are my new friends. An' they've stood by me a lot, an' forgiven the dumb shit I've done. I owe a lot to'em.

I guess...I'm jus' tryin' to be nicer to friends. 'Cause they've been really nice to me, an' I know I don't really deserve'em.

[beholdmydemons]

[hhhhholy shit] I know exactly what you're talking about. When I - see, people from villages like I am, I'm told we don't pass the Rite often, so most Samurai are... [he pauses for a moment, trying to think of a way to describe them] ...they're Luxurors, uh, wealthy and kept in the castle, educated, govern the kingdom - I'd hardly ever spoken to one before then, much less spent any time around them. And hell, they're-!

[He kind of throws up his hands, looking exasperated.] Which isn't to say I didn't grow fond of some of them. But, hell, it's the same as what you've said! There's things worth standing up for, there's things worth branding someone an enemy over. And then, there's a lot of things that aren't!

[Walter shakes his head, grinning, chuckling a little. He was serious about that, but there's a bit of absurdity there that you can't help but laugh at.] ...But there's nothing wrong with that, either. It takes concessions to get along with most people.

[struck_out]

Yeah, that was somethin' I didn't get till high school. Not tryin' to brag or anythin' but I was real popular at school. Everyone wanted to be my friend so I, uhh, kinda never needed to watch how I said things around people. Most of everyone never complained.

[Leon rubs the back of his neck and frowns.]

...gotta wonder though, how many of them were my friends because they liked me, or jus' because I was famous.

[beholdmydemons]

Hah. [...] What do you mean by that?