[Well, there's all this stuff he's saying, but we'll start with the easiest, what he's getting at. Accompanied by a shrug, and since he's not going to go anywhere, he'll go back to pacing.]
Honestly, I was just remembering how puffy you got after the party Jumin brought Elizabeth 3rd to. Guess it's none of my business, heh heh.
[GOOD LORD. HE DIDN'T EVEN CALL HER ELLY.]
Well actually.... This is completely like me, although on your route you wouldn't know I've done dangerous work for a living... There's not a day you knew me I wasn't following some kind of orders. This really is the same but better. You don't know how much of a mess my head was before I got on Schedule. You only know my persona in the chat room who's nothing like the real me at all.
[Seven used to have headphones he fidgeted his hands around the cord with when he was particularly upset. In lieu of them, his bony fingers reach up to twist a random piece of hair near his ear. His eyes shift away, brow knit in frustration.]
Gosh, feels kinda disgusting hearing someone I spent so much time with try to make wild guesses like that. It ... ah... not that it's your fault for not knowing, of course! Keeping that secret was part of my job back then, but still, can I even think we were really friends with the way things were? This is just getting depressing now.
[He is so depressed he's gonna flop down on one of these bean bag chairs that get relaxed on by human and feline alike.]
Then again, that could be too harsh. You're not even the same Zen I knew to begin with, since I got pulled into a death game about two years before all the crap in Rika's apartment went down. The one you know is just "Earth Luciel."
[you know, the one who is mortal and never ascended to the heavens or produced a death game.]
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Honestly, I was just remembering how puffy you got after the party Jumin brought Elizabeth 3rd to. Guess it's none of my business, heh heh.
[GOOD LORD. HE DIDN'T EVEN CALL HER ELLY.]
Well actually.... This is completely like me, although on your route you wouldn't know I've done dangerous work for a living... There's not a day you knew me I wasn't following some kind of orders. This really is the same but better. You don't know how much of a mess my head was before I got on Schedule. You only know my persona in the chat room who's nothing like the real me at all.
[Seven used to have headphones he fidgeted his hands around the cord with when he was particularly upset. In lieu of them, his bony fingers reach up to twist a random piece of hair near his ear. His eyes shift away, brow knit in frustration.]
Gosh, feels kinda disgusting hearing someone I spent so much time with try to make wild guesses like that. It ... ah... not that it's your fault for not knowing, of course! Keeping that secret was part of my job back then, but still, can I even think we were really friends with the way things were? This is just getting depressing now.
[He is so depressed he's gonna flop down on one of these bean bag chairs that get relaxed on by human and feline alike.]
Then again, that could be too harsh. You're not even the same Zen I knew to begin with, since I got pulled into a death game about two years before all the crap in Rika's apartment went down. The one you know is just "Earth Luciel."
[you know, the one who is mortal and never ascended to the heavens or produced a death game.]