sirenspull | CANTO I-video

[The video shows a young man with silver hair. He's holding the NV in one hand and his chin is resting in the other. He is sitting at a table in a cafe somewhere, and his handsome features are marred with the sort of exhaustion that comes with running a circuit race all night instead of sleeping.]

So...

[He drums his fingers against his cheek and a hand reaches into view to refill the coffee cup in front of him. He sits back to give the waiter room, then resumes slouching when the hand retreats.]

So, I guess I got a party invitation I couldn't turn down, eh? I mean, don't get me wrong, it's a nice city you guys got here. I really dig how people throw rocks at me, you know? Really helps a guy feel at home. Oh, yeah, and the monsters coming out at night.

[He drops his hand away from his chin to the table and he smiles a bitter smile.]

I don't know who'd want to drag me all the way out here. Whoever you are, you'd better explain yourself, you kindapping fuck, or I'll-

[The waiter's arm appears again, lowering a personal pizza down in front of the young man who looks at it and blinks as his train of thought derails]

-...Hey! I said no olives!

[The waiter mutters something then walks away and the young man sneezes]

....Dammit...

[And the feed ends]

((OOC: Dante's Permissions Post))

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Oh? And what kind of person is that?

[Come now, hasn't he been friendly?]

Explain what~ I don't know what you mean.

Don't play dumb, it pisses me off.

I have my ways. Why don't we chat about it over dinner then, hm?

[Yeah, you're never going to hear the end of that until you say yes.]

How about it, Mister Devil-Faced Handsome? Indulge me.

What are the chances of you leaving me the Hell alone if I say "No"?

Oh, please don't be like that.

[See, this is what happens when he tries to make friends. He only ends up chasing them all away.]

I simply can't help it. If you hide secrets it's innate for me to find them.

I'm gonna guess you don't have many friends.

[Woe. FOREVER PEGASUS. Ouch, that's a sore spot. Slumps in his chair a little, suddenly looking so glum.]

...Oh, it's true. Aside from that orange-wearing fellow I just met I'm all alone.

It's my curse to know the unknown, see the unseen. It's only by chance that I drew your name from the stars, Sir Dante.~ And so it crossed my lips.

[Because "psychic" is just as good a term as any, and he's not about to kiss and tell about his real capabilities.]

The stars, huh?

What else do the stars tell you?

[What indeed? Both his human eye and his metallic eye focused on the other silvery-haired man for a long moment before a faint twinge of pain reflected in his pale features. Whatever he saw, he doesn't seem to like it. In fact, it was perhaps surprising, even to him.]

That like me, there is much sadness in your heart. Perhaps that is why I feel drawn to you.

[In some respect, that is true. Pegasus was a tragic being, and he knew when to appreciate others who also possessed tragedy in their lives. But he didn't tend to openly discuss such details. Perhaps when all was said and done the wounds of the past were simply too deep to be healed.]

I don't think that's sadness you're seeing, man. I think it's just indigestion.

[He pushes the pizza away]

...

[Silence; At least now he seems to be more sober than the show of giddy and melodramatic behavior before.]

Hm. A clever diversion. But it won't work on me.

[AKA "How nice it must be...To deceive yourself so. Unfortunately, not all of us have that privilege."]

If it pleases you you may forget we had this little conversation. I may have said too much already. Luckily for you I am not inclined to share with others knowledge that they are undeserving of. But keep my offer in consideration.

[He knew when he was pushing it. Going much too fast, too soon. Who could really say why? Pegasus' reasons were his own. Normally he was very much in control of himself in regards to such things. But, for once, it wasn't out of spite that he'd say those words.]

You may be needing it, in the future.

[Someone to talk to, that is.]

What are you? A shrink or something?

Not at all. But it's nice to be able to place a little seed of trust in someone who knows what it's like, hm?...The power of friendship can be a powerful thing indeed.

[He'd been defeated by that very thing: The bonds between Yugi and his friends. And now, he was reflecting on his own lack of it. What if he tried to place his faith in another besides his own ability to manipulate and twist the knife? Would it really have been so bad?]

You may not agree, I suppose. And will do as you wish, in the end. We all have our paths to tread, and whether they cross or divide is not solely based on our own want or will of it. I, however, imagine this won't be the last time we speak.

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