[nah i'm just kidding even though i truly wish i wasn't
Sadly a gnosis is not the sort of thing that Some Guy could just break in five minutes and Scaramouche is painfully aware of that, and now he is equally painfully aware of the fact that what had felt so off before was the lack of warmth, the lack of power, the lack of light. His own body is broken, but even so, he should be able to feel the pulse from this god-heart, the crackle of lightning beneath his fingertips. In the end, there's nothing. Like the nothing opening above and below him, like the blood peeled from his veins.
Sorry2say, but after watching Scaramouche look at the gnosis this way, tears absolutely bubble up in his eyes.
It’s the feeling again? Whatever intuition, he can sense the soul-deep pain like a river washing over him. Scaramouche doesn’t cry, so Akira cries for him exactly like he cries for everyone else when they’re burdened by hurt and sorrow.
The running doesn’t offend him, but it does startle him. He quickly leaps up.] Hold on, wa— …it. [He doesn’t try to chase though. He gets it.]
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Anyway he's just giving this lad a look that's like ????, peering at his lil fancy ear pearl there.]
What, your earring?
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Then uses the other to sort of point at the gnosis.]
1/3
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he will look at the gnosis now that he's been prompted to do so...]
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jk
Sadly a gnosis is not the sort of thing that Some Guy could just break in five minutes and Scaramouche is painfully aware of that, and now he is equally painfully aware of the fact that what had felt so off before was the lack of warmth, the lack of power, the lack of light. His own body is broken, but even so, he should be able to feel the pulse from this god-heart, the crackle of lightning beneath his fingertips. In the end, there's nothing. Like the nothing opening above and below him, like the blood peeled from his veins.
It's a dead thing, what's in his hand.
What a joke.]
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Sorry2say, but after watching Scaramouche look at the gnosis this way, tears absolutely bubble up in his eyes.
It’s the feeling again? Whatever intuition, he can sense the soul-deep pain like a river washing over him. Scaramouche doesn’t cry, so Akira cries for him exactly like he cries for everyone else when they’re burdened by hurt and sorrow.
The running doesn’t offend him, but it does startle him. He quickly leaps up.] Hold on, wa— …it. [He doesn’t try to chase though. He gets it.]