[ i looked at this notif in my inbox like this better not be susato confessing murder to me
anyway ]
... [ he looks visibly upset, for a moment, turning his face away. it's too close to home. ] ... If we speak in coulds, I wish that I could have my cultivation back. I'd rend that monster away from his sword and tear it limb from limb.
[ but such is not the case. ]
...I don't think I will forget what he said to me - [ sobbing, on his shoulder, i don't want to die - ] - for as long as I will live.
Anyway, Susato also looks pained at this conversation, sitting up and folding her legs against her chest.]
Neither will I. [. . .] I wanted to help him. [She barely said a word except when spoken to all trial, but after that, she had forced herself to get more involved, to try to point out the flaws in everyone's logic as best she could.]
he shifts a little bit, the remains of affection week, bumping their arms together - but, otherwise, looks at the floor. ]
... I did too. More than anything.
[ ... ]
I saw a memory of his in that glass where he was accused of a terrible crime despite being there only as a witness to someone else's. Watching it infuriated me - that they could be so cruel to him, because of something out of his control, when he hadn't hurt anyone.
He never wanted to hurt anyone. Especially not Tsurumaru.
[. . . Well, she can't help it with that. Being the defense attorney assistant she is, she's naturally inclined to be soft-hearted towards those who are falsely accused, who have no one to stand up for them. She folds her hands in her lap, rather than taking his arm, fist clenched tightly like she's trying to retain her composure, but tears still spill down her cheeks as he talks.]
He doesn't deserve that. He doesn't deserve to be accused and treated that way.
[ susato's emotions reflect on him - xie lian shakes his head, biting his lip to keep the tightness in his throat from getting any worse. a part of him wants to cry, too. wants to yell and shout and kick this place down, wants to demand the presence of the angels and the cruel people in rin's world alike and fight them all off, one by one. ]
No, he doesn't. He - Rin is good. He is one of the best of us all, here.
[ that big, open heart of his is so present, under everything. xie lian has done his best to be his fierce defender, to be his friend, and now -
he shakes his head, once, fiercely, reaching up to rub at his eyes. ] It is childish, maybe, to say so, but I truly - I hate this place, and all of these trials that they make us go through.
the request surprises him - xie lian lifts his head to look at susato, for a moment, searching her face.
.... but then, he nods, as it smooths out into determination, and he takes the request with the gravity it deserves, bowing his head briefly before he meets her gaze. ]
It would be my honor.
All manners of strength can be cultivated - physical and mental, alike. If there is a way in you wish to learn, I will teach you what I know, though that path will not be easy.
No, I don't expect it to be easy. [She nods as well.] I will not waste your time. All I can ask is. . . please do not be gentle with me, or try to go easy on me.
I would not dare disrespect you in such a way. [ he already knows that susato is strong, after all - in many ways. to cultivate that strength, to hone it from ivory to steel, is a path that he knows she will tread brilliantly. ] There is no growth in being coddled.
[ anyone who pities susato doesn't understand her, in his opinion. worry is a bit more complicated - he was worried, today, but not because of a perceived weakness. rather, because they are friends.
still. ]
Then... tomorrow. [ softer - but with that same fierceness underneath. ] We'll begin tomorrow. Let the healing take its full effect, and go into it fullheartedly.
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It wasn't yours, either.
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anyway ]
... [ he looks visibly upset, for a moment, turning his face away. it's too close to home. ] ... If we speak in coulds, I wish that I could have my cultivation back. I'd rend that monster away from his sword and tear it limb from limb.
[ but such is not the case. ]
...I don't think I will forget what he said to me - [ sobbing, on his shoulder, i don't want to die - ] - for as long as I will live.
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Anyway, Susato also looks pained at this conversation, sitting up and folding her legs against her chest.]
Neither will I. [. . .] I wanted to help him. [She barely said a word except when spoken to all trial, but after that, she had forced herself to get more involved, to try to point out the flaws in everyone's logic as best she could.]
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he shifts a little bit, the remains of affection week, bumping their arms together - but, otherwise, looks at the floor. ]
... I did too. More than anything.
[ ... ]
I saw a memory of his in that glass where he was accused of a terrible crime despite being there only as a witness to someone else's. Watching it infuriated me - that they could be so cruel to him, because of something out of his control, when he hadn't hurt anyone.
He never wanted to hurt anyone. Especially not Tsurumaru.
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He doesn't deserve that. He doesn't deserve to be accused and treated that way.
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[ susato's emotions reflect on him - xie lian shakes his head, biting his lip to keep the tightness in his throat from getting any worse. a part of him wants to cry, too. wants to yell and shout and kick this place down, wants to demand the presence of the angels and the cruel people in rin's world alike and fight them all off, one by one. ]
No, he doesn't. He - Rin is good. He is one of the best of us all, here.
[ that big, open heart of his is so present, under everything. xie lian has done his best to be his fierce defender, to be his friend, and now -
he shakes his head, once, fiercely, reaching up to rub at his eyes. ] It is childish, maybe, to say so, but I truly - I hate this place, and all of these trials that they make us go through.
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[She says is quietly but with an undercurrent of fury, hands folded in her lap.]
I hate this place, too.
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I want nothing more than to tear it down.
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[. . .]
I never want anyone to believe I am helpless ever again.
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the request surprises him - xie lian lifts his head to look at susato, for a moment, searching her face.
.... but then, he nods, as it smooths out into determination, and he takes the request with the gravity it deserves, bowing his head briefly before he meets her gaze. ]
It would be my honor.
All manners of strength can be cultivated - physical and mental, alike. If there is a way in you wish to learn, I will teach you what I know, though that path will not be easy.
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I would not dare disrespect you in such a way. [ he already knows that susato is strong, after all - in many ways. to cultivate that strength, to hone it from ivory to steel, is a path that he knows she will tread brilliantly. ] There is no growth in being coddled.
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No. And I am tired of it. I have had enough of other people's worry and pity.
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[ anyone who pities susato doesn't understand her, in his opinion. worry is a bit more complicated - he was worried, today, but not because of a perceived weakness. rather, because they are friends.
still. ]
Then... tomorrow. [ softer - but with that same fierceness underneath. ] We'll begin tomorrow. Let the healing take its full effect, and go into it fullheartedly.
Alright?