abeautifulgame: (under weight from the long time)
Damien Brenks ([personal profile] abeautifulgame) wrote in [community profile] tabularasa_rp 2020-09-24 01:59 pm (UTC)

Not so much.

[it's doubly hard to forgive and forget, or at least just forget, when he wakes up to this, every morning -- when he's in pain, to at least some degree, almost constantly. he almost wishes there'd been more nerve damage in his legs. at least he'd have that]

[either way, he exhales another heavy breath, before nodding. yes, Aiden's still out there]
Taking his pound of flesh out of Chicago.

[a pause follows, which becomes a moment of hesitation, which becomes a calculating silence. this persists for several long minutes, before at great lengths, he continues:] Including me. [a beat] You asked me before, if I got my justice. Aiden's -- [he's going to kill him, literally] -- well, he always blamed me for the Merlaut.

[never mind the fact that, as Tifa saw, that was Aiden's idea, not his. never mind the fact that it's infinitely more complicated than that. the Merlaut will and will always be the beginning of the end]

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