The ones who called the shots around here..... they weren't joking around. They were in a bad, bad way, the two of them--the whole lot of them, really--, and not just because they'd lost their hearts. Coming back 'home' in a lot of ways was more dangerous than being sent out on missions to begin with--at least, the ones that Demyx preferred to go on. Kousyxe had to understand that, if he was going to last very long here: he couldn't just sleep through this like he might have with classes. That was the fast track to getting killed or turned into a Dusk. Even if they couldn't feel, it was just a basic fact: the place they lived and the company they kept was terrifying.
Even lazy, goofy Demyx could bare a side that was ice-cold and razor sharp, when he was pushed into it. He'd been forced to learn how to develop one, because he didn't have anyone to protect him. Kousyxe needed to learn that skill too, for his own sake--because realistically, if it came right down to it, Demyx knew that he probably wouldn't be protecting the kid, either. Everyone here had to save themselves, or there'd be no salvation at all, if there was ever any to begin with.
"Good." Demyx rested his hand on Kousyxe's shoulder--maybe in sympathy, or commiseration, or just reassurance. Either way, it only took a moment for the light switch to be flipped again; once more, Demyx was all easy smiles and lazy cheer, giving Yosuke an encouraging clap. "Lucky for you, you're with the expert! I'm the reconnaissance guy around here. It's not too hard, once you get the hang of it and figure out some rules of thumb."
He smiled as they walk, sly and mischievous. "Take our own crew, for example. Xaldin's smart as a whip, and he's good at talking people into doing things; he's probably one of the most persuasive guys we've got now. But the way he pushes his opinion on people and tries to break them down..... he's too aggressive about it to not have some personal stake in what he's talking about. He probably had some kind of bad experience while he had a heart. He's so stuck in what he thinks that he just can't see any other possibilities."
"So I'm calling it now--one of these days, him being that stubborn means he's going to ignore something important, and it's gonna come back and bite him in the ass. He's gonna deny that love and hearts could ever actually be good for anything, and he'll get his ass kicked or something by some lovers, or maybe siblings, or parents and children. Or maybe just best friends, I dunno; love can take weird shapes sometimes."
And that, right there, was one reason Demyx was so reluctant to actually believe in anything himself. Committing too strongly to anything, delving too deeply into any one viewpoint..... that blinded you to everything else. That chained you down. You had to be ready to flow and move, to be touched by and accept everything around you. That kind of commitment might give you power, but it sure as anything didn't give you safety, or perspective, or freedom.
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Even lazy, goofy Demyx could bare a side that was ice-cold and razor sharp, when he was pushed into it. He'd been forced to learn how to develop one, because he didn't have anyone to protect him. Kousyxe needed to learn that skill too, for his own sake--because realistically, if it came right down to it, Demyx knew that he probably wouldn't be protecting the kid, either. Everyone here had to save themselves, or there'd be no salvation at all, if there was ever any to begin with.
"Good." Demyx rested his hand on Kousyxe's shoulder--maybe in sympathy, or commiseration, or just reassurance. Either way, it only took a moment for the light switch to be flipped again; once more, Demyx was all easy smiles and lazy cheer, giving Yosuke an encouraging clap. "Lucky for you, you're with the expert! I'm the reconnaissance guy around here. It's not too hard, once you get the hang of it and figure out some rules of thumb."
He smiled as they walk, sly and mischievous. "Take our own crew, for example. Xaldin's smart as a whip, and he's good at talking people into doing things; he's probably one of the most persuasive guys we've got now. But the way he pushes his opinion on people and tries to break them down..... he's too aggressive about it to not have some personal stake in what he's talking about. He probably had some kind of bad experience while he had a heart. He's so stuck in what he thinks that he just can't see any other possibilities."
"So I'm calling it now--one of these days, him being that stubborn means he's going to ignore something important, and it's gonna come back and bite him in the ass. He's gonna deny that love and hearts could ever actually be good for anything, and he'll get his ass kicked or something by some lovers, or maybe siblings, or parents and children. Or maybe just best friends, I dunno; love can take weird shapes sometimes."
And that, right there, was one reason Demyx was so reluctant to actually believe in anything himself. Committing too strongly to anything, delving too deeply into any one viewpoint..... that blinded you to everything else. That chained you down. You had to be ready to flow and move, to be touched by and accept everything around you. That kind of commitment might give you power, but it sure as anything didn't give you safety, or perspective, or freedom.