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WHO: Pavia and Lucy/Kaede.
WHAT:
WHERE: Brimstone, Apartment 11.
WHEN: Shortly afrer this thread.
WARNINGS: Suicidal ideation, body horror, (possibly) child abuse
[ Pavia isn't good at talking to people. He is naturally contrarian to the point of absurdity. He can talk over people and fixate on certain points of "interest" that he ignores how other people are feeling. However, he also refuses to acknowledge these points about himself.
How can he be bad at talking when he talks so much? How can be he contradictory when every answer a person can choose to give him is what's wrong?
In any case, it seems like there is a lot of worrying going on. Oni Girlie is a person he spoke to first and decided is "all right." She does some pretty fucking stupid things, but he isn't allowed to call her an "idiot" anymore. So it seems like he just will have to deal with saying that she's stupid to her face.
It's why he invited her over to his apartment.
Worrying about being alive or not - what's the point in that? There are fools everywhere in the world that will call you a monster or wish you dead - why make life easy for them by dying? Why make life easy for them by making yourself small for them? Become a wolf and devour them all. A restful sleep awaits after.
He pauses before he starts to laugh. His pep talk sounds good in his head. It sounds so good that he keeps on laughing. The wolves in his shadow briefly let out a short, triumphant howl to indicate their encouragement, their agreement. Pavia laughs harder and walks over to pat the wall. ]
Good boys. Good girls. You're doing good. Rest now... you like my words? You get to hear them again! [ And more laughter follows until he hears a knock at the door. ]
WHAT:
WHERE: Brimstone, Apartment 11.
WHEN: Shortly afrer this thread.
WARNINGS: Suicidal ideation, body horror, (possibly) child abuse
[ Pavia isn't good at talking to people. He is naturally contrarian to the point of absurdity. He can talk over people and fixate on certain points of "interest" that he ignores how other people are feeling. However, he also refuses to acknowledge these points about himself.
How can he be bad at talking when he talks so much? How can be he contradictory when every answer a person can choose to give him is what's wrong?
In any case, it seems like there is a lot of worrying going on. Oni Girlie is a person he spoke to first and decided is "all right." She does some pretty fucking stupid things, but he isn't allowed to call her an "idiot" anymore. So it seems like he just will have to deal with saying that she's stupid to her face.
It's why he invited her over to his apartment.
Worrying about being alive or not - what's the point in that? There are fools everywhere in the world that will call you a monster or wish you dead - why make life easy for them by dying? Why make life easy for them by making yourself small for them? Become a wolf and devour them all. A restful sleep awaits after.
He pauses before he starts to laugh. His pep talk sounds good in his head. It sounds so good that he keeps on laughing. The wolves in his shadow briefly let out a short, triumphant howl to indicate their encouragement, their agreement. Pavia laughs harder and walks over to pat the wall. ]
Good boys. Good girls. You're doing good. Rest now... you like my words? You get to hear them again! [ And more laughter follows until he hears a knock at the door. ]
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It makes time go by faster. You don't have to wait as long for something if you sleep through the hours.
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What am I waiting for?
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It's just an example.
[ Will her hair turn completely gray after talking to him for an extended time? It remains to be seen! ]
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[ Pavia draws the word out, not quite understanding what she means. ]
Not an example I understand - I suppose you could mean waiting for gelato stores to open. But the night feels like home and so that is all there is to it.
[ He puffs out his cheek for a second. It's because he wants to add in "idiot" but he already said he wouldn't. So he looks away and huffs. ]
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[ She's a little envious, as much as she doesn't want to admit it. She could do a lot more if she had that kind of time. However, that also means she'd have even more time to be alone with her thoughts. Not necessarily a good thing, that. ]
What do you even do all day and night if you don't sleep, then?
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[ Pavia gives a little shrug of his shoulders like that is that. ]
Eat candy and gelato. Go on missions. Howl at the moon. [ He turns his head and chuckles. ] Wander around. Talk to people - get their complaints. Get scolded. Do stupid fucking interviews but that was just the one time.
Before, it was just that but go on missions and kill people for mafia-types. They liked the fact I didn't sleep much. Meant I could do more. Meant I could get more souveniers.
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[ Perhaps she should've pursued that kind of lifestyle in her previous life. Grim as it would've been, it would've been better. Or, at least, she can't imagine how it could've possibly been worse. ]
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[ A quick responds because whatever. He pauses, rolling his eyes up, as he thinks more. ]
I guess that's bad? [ It's said more like a question then he pauses and tries again: ] No, it's bad for an arcanist to do. Our power is - whatever, whatever, whatever.
[ His tone shifts to playful despite the topic of it. ] Things we've heard before, but humans kill each other for stupid reasons all the time. It's whatever. We'll be judged separately and that's fine.
After all, you like humans mostly, right? Even if they're idiots that can't do anything for themselves.