Shamsiel? My brother? [ they're going to have a moment to laugh about that because wow! that's? really? funny.... ] Baraqiel would have my entire head on a platter if I tried that joke. Shamsiel has too redeeming qualities going for them compared to me.
[ a heavy sigh a drop of their mood into something significantly heavier. ]
Yeah, it's mine. I made it for someone, but it wasn't for my brother.
and then he pulls a certain jar full of golden sand out of his pocket. and puts it down on the table in front of him.]
... I'd like you to meet my oldest companion--a golden golem my master created. Timcanpy. I tried to leave him behind, along with my other comrades, before I got pulled into this mess but... somehow he was there, too.
It's sad--it hurts, but... that's mostly because I remember there were once good memories. Not just... how things ended.
[ ...tim being used against me even though i was the one who gave tim out as a reward but rameel will take a long look at the jar as he listens to its meaning.
and he will be rewarded(?) ]
I agreed to become a Temporal so I could undo the reason why I would have made that toy to begin with.
Two people who I care for—I'd die for—are in a situation where none of us will survive and that toy is a reminder of that. My "sin". I know it's selfish and egotistical but the brain can't always win.
[ he'll say with a huff as he then points to the spot of his missing wing. ]
Especially everything that I've said to earn myself this? There's absolutely no chance that they're going to do anything for me, Yomiel, or Satariel ever again.
... then, I won't force it on you. It probably sounds a bit backwards, but I think... if it's important enough that you'd try to erase it once, it's important for remembering how you got to where you are now.
So I'll hold onto it. [and this is a smile that speaks to older times when he's offered and done something similar for others.] Don't worry, I'm actually pretty good at remembering things others don't want to or can't.
'It is important that we know where we come from, because if you do not know where you come from, then you don't know where you are, and if you don't know where you are, you don't know where you're going. And if you don't know where you're going, you're probably going wrong.'
[ all said from memory and with some level of practice as they eye the cat toy again. ]
...or something like that, right? [ he'll say with a bit of a smile. ] But yeah; hang onto it for me for a bit longer. I imagine after everything, you'd be the last person who would let themselves lose it.
[though, honestly, Allen Walker is kind of garbage at knowing those answers for himself--othewise, Tyki Mikk wouldn't be so damn right about some things. but he's at least decent at remembering for others.]
If something should happen to me, I'll at least make sure it's somewhere safe you can get to.
[ sometimes you just have more than one person living inside of you and you just have to learn how to deal with that(?) but rameel is going to put a hand on allen's head and a little ruffle. ]
I say this as a personal statement and only as a personal statement, but may nothing happen to you that would take you out of the running.
And I've learned that other people find me a much harder read than I find them. [ha.] But also that Kaeya learned the art of the sword from Diluc's father. And Miss Monika was starting to learn the piano before she came here.
Well, I'm glad for whatever reason that there is, but towards the end of this clearly... Obviously the teams don't count anymore. It's all about stopping all of insanity, I'd say.
That's what you're running towards and always have been. You've been given plenty of information at this point. None of it make sense?
[ they're here for clarity...and a surprising lack of censorship. ]
Maybe after the next meeting, we'll have more of it put together. For now... you're not wrong that the teams don't matter--they never should have to begin with. That's what I've always thought.
They were just there as an arbitrary means of dividing this group up so that they could have some pawns to play with for their own selfish, petty squabble.
[ look at rameel go. they are a free watcher to say what they like. ]
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[ a heavy sigh a drop of their mood into something significantly heavier. ]
Yeah, it's mine. I made it for someone, but it wasn't for my brother.
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Well, fortunately, that child version of you kept dropping it so I managed to pick it up.
[and he holds it out again.]
But that's also why you shouldn't drop it again, if it's that important.
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Just because it's important to me, doesn't mean I want it back.
It brings back even more unpleasant memories.
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and then he pulls a certain jar full of golden sand out of his pocket. and puts it down on the table in front of him.]
... I'd like you to meet my oldest companion--a golden golem my master created. Timcanpy. I tried to leave him behind, along with my other comrades, before I got pulled into this mess but... somehow he was there, too.
It's sad--it hurts, but... that's mostly because I remember there were once good memories. Not just... how things ended.
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and he will be rewarded(?) ]
I agreed to become a Temporal so I could undo the reason why I would have made that toy to begin with.
Two people who I care for—I'd die for—are in a situation where none of us will survive and that toy is a reminder of that. My "sin". I know it's selfish and egotistical but the brain can't always win.
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[ he'll say with a huff as he then points to the spot of his missing wing. ]
Especially everything that I've said to earn myself this? There's absolutely no chance that they're going to do anything for me, Yomiel, or Satariel ever again.
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So I'll hold onto it. [and this is a smile that speaks to older times when he's offered and done something similar for others.] Don't worry, I'm actually pretty good at remembering things others don't want to or can't.
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[ all said from memory and with some level of practice as they eye the cat toy again. ]
...or something like that, right? [ he'll say with a bit of a smile. ] But yeah; hang onto it for me for a bit longer. I imagine after everything, you'd be the last person who would let themselves lose it.
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[though, honestly, Allen Walker is kind of garbage at knowing those answers for himself--othewise, Tyki Mikk wouldn't be so damn right about some things. but he's at least decent at remembering for others.]
If something should happen to me, I'll at least make sure it's somewhere safe you can get to.
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I say this as a personal statement and only as a personal statement, but may nothing happen to you that would take you out of the running.
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... probably now's a poor time to mention I've completed my task, right?
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No, not at all. So? What did you learn?
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And I've learned that other people find me a much harder read than I find them. [ha.] But also that Kaeya learned the art of the sword from Diluc's father. And Miss Monika was starting to learn the piano before she came here.
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[ cue the inky hand for the exchange. ]
Well, a deal's a deal, but I'm gonna warn you that exchanges are going to be harder in the future. Making certain people angry has its drawbacks.
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[taking their hand.]
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Yeah? And what do you think is coming our way?
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I really don't understand any of this at all, still. And it's been weeks.
... honestly, I'm surprised I'm even still alive at this point.
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That's what you're running towards and always have been. You've been given plenty of information at this point. None of it make sense?
[ they're here for clarity...and a surprising lack of censorship. ]
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[but he frowns, thinking.]
Maybe after the next meeting, we'll have more of it put together. For now... you're not wrong that the teams don't matter--they never should have to begin with. That's what I've always thought.
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They were just there as an arbitrary means of dividing this group up so that they could have some pawns to play with for their own selfish, petty squabble.
[ look at rameel go. they are a free watcher to say what they like. ]
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