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[dissonates]

Alright, so the festival isn't a complete disaster. I forgot how long it's been since I actually went to something like this.

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...And then I became friends with Luke. And I gave up revenge.


And I always wondered -sometimes I still do, even though it's ridiculous- if my Father would be ashamed of me.

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[dissonates]

...Guy...

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It's stupid to think he would be. My father wasn't like that; even as tensions between the countries rose, he was the first one to defend Kimlasca. I'm not sure if it was because of my mother or because of his own personal convictions, but...he did.

But then Hod was invaded. And then Hod fell. So...I guess I'll never know whether or not he resents Kimlasca. Won't until I die and ask him myself.

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[dissonates]

... I... don't think he'd resent you, Guy. I know I don't have a right to say anything about him, and I don't know him at all, but... if he's your father, he must have been kind.

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So I've heard. Pere constantly tells me about my family; I think he's trying to save me from the fear of forgetting them.

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[dissonates]

.... When you lose your family before it's supposed to happen, it's impossible to forget.

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...mm. I suppose that's true.

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[dissonates]

....So why did you tell me all of that?

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Well...I was there when you were afraid.

I guess I thought you should repay the favor and hear about my fears, too.

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[dissonates]

....

Hey... are you in the house?

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Yep.

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[dissonates]

Is... it alright if I see you?

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Well it would get a little awkward around here if it wasn't, don't you think?

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[dissonates]

Guy.

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Did that sound like a no?

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[dissonates]

Why are you so afraid of a serious conversation?

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

It's not so much serious conversation that I'm afraid of.

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[dissonates]

... You can say no if you want. I won't get angry.

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That's not it at all.

You can come see me. I'm in my room.

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[dissonates]

...Alright.

[And Asch is at the door a minute later eh.]

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[Hell boy, that was quick. Guy's lying back on his bed, arms behind his head and an ankle balanced on a bent knee.]

Come in.

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[dissonates]

[He wasn't lurking by the door or anything. Asch slips in, shutting the door behind him, and lingers by it for a moment, not too sure of himself just yet.]

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[Then he's probably going to be standing for a while, since Guy isn't moving and his eyes are closed.]

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[dissonates]

[Well, damn. Eventually Asch figures this out and steps over to the bed, turning around and sitting down on it, looking at the floor.]

...What're you afraid of?

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[And it's another good long while before Guy answers; his eyes open to stare at the ceiling, lips barely moving as he murmurs his answer.]

...I dunno. Feels like...something inside me will twist and break off...it doesn't make any sense.