It was. I have no idea how that particular power works, but I presume she could create it with certain... properties. She kept writing her letters until it finally knocked me out.
[rochalizo is a weak-hearted bitch who agreed to eat the suspicious magic cake of his intended victim.]
... I don't intend to fight. It may be selfish to place my death on someone else's hands, but killing one friend is enough for me. I won't run away from the consequences of my actions, either.
You are but one man. If Miss Susato heard you say such a thing, I'm sure she'd flip you instantly. You have done all you could for the others around you. It isn't a failure that...circumstances were outside your control.
[he manages a faint, sad smile at that. (and it's strange, to be told that he has done enough. not that he's a failure.) for all of his self-loathing, he can't ignore all that susato has said and done.]
In any case... I've never really expected a long, careful life. Perhaps it doesn't suit me. So while I may not particularly wish to die—especially not as a pawn of these angels—the thought of it isn't that frightening either.
You do deserve a long, careful life. So stop saying you don't. [He sighs.] Have you done a terrible thing? Yes. But to see you destroy yourself for that...what is the use of it?
I'm not trying to destroy myself. But my family is a military one and I was to be sent off to war, so it's not like I was raised to expect peace. And I've been told I take more risks than necessary, so this is just another one, in a way.
[to gamble on there being life after death, or that everyone will be saved in the end.]
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[OH MY GOD?????????]
I..see. [Wow. Okay.] That sounds like...Miss Susato, alright. I am assuming it was the cake.
[WOW.]
And...yes. I believe she felt the same. [He rubs over his face with a hand.] Mr. Rochalizo...what...do you want to happen tomorrow?
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[rochalizo is a weak-hearted bitch who agreed to eat the suspicious magic cake of his intended victim.]
... I don't intend to fight. It may be selfish to place my death on someone else's hands, but killing one friend is enough for me. I won't run away from the consequences of my actions, either.
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[He sighs. YEAH DON'T. EAT. THE MAGIC CAKE.]
It's your life on the line. You...you must be scared.
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... There are things more terrifying than death, I think.
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Such as what, Mr. Rochalizo?
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I told you before. I'm a greedy person—if I could hold onto everything I care about, I wanted to do just that.
That I didn't is my weakness.
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[He stares the other down.]
You are but one man. If Miss Susato heard you say such a thing, I'm sure she'd flip you instantly. You have done all you could for the others around you. It isn't a failure that...circumstances were outside your control.
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[he manages a faint, sad smile at that. (and it's strange, to be told that he has done enough. not that he's a failure.) for all of his self-loathing, he can't ignore all that susato has said and done.]
In any case... I've never really expected a long, careful life. Perhaps it doesn't suit me. So while I may not particularly wish to die—especially not as a pawn of these angels—the thought of it isn't that frightening either.
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[JUST LOOKING AT HIM LIKE "BINCH".]
You do deserve a long, careful life. So stop saying you don't. [He sighs.] Have you done a terrible thing? Yes. But to see you destroy yourself for that...what is the use of it?
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I'm not trying to destroy myself. But my family is a military one and I was to be sent off to war, so it's not like I was raised to expect peace. And I've been told I take more risks than necessary, so this is just another one, in a way.
[to gamble on there being life after death, or that everyone will be saved in the end.]