[Okay, but this is familiar. If he's terrible at most things, the one thing he's actually good at is understanding Feelings. He can see the desperation and the vulnerability before it vanishes.
It reminds him of when they were stuck in the cell, when he scrambled for the earring in his left ear after it had fallen onto the ground, when Date was going to pick it up.]
[LIVING WITH SOMEONE WHO'S EMOTIONALLY INTUITIVE IS TRULY THE MOST HELLISH THING THIS PLACE COULD HAVE DONE TO HIM.
Anyway he's still clutching it and hasn't looked at it yet, but he can already tell that something is Wrong here. Hm. His jaw sets at an angle at the question.]
You don't need to know. [BINCH.] Just know that it's mine, and I won't tolerate anyone laying a finger on it.
[BINCH STOP WITNESSING HIM WITH THAT PECULIAR EXPRESSION......
He knows what's being offered here, too, but of course he's not going to address it or accept it. He just huffs and finally monkey climbs his way off of Akira so he can stand up again like none of that happened.]
It's not like I have any use for some stupid, sentimental thing, so you don't have to worry about me touching it.
[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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Don't touch this.
[Give him like 3 seconds to notice it's fuckin broken.]
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It reminds him of when they were stuck in the cell, when he scrambled for the earring in his left ear after it had fallen onto the ground, when Date was going to pick it up.]
Sorry. [Then, of course:] What is it?
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Anyway he's still clutching it and hasn't looked at it yet, but he can already tell that something is Wrong here. Hm. His jaw sets at an angle at the question.]
You don't need to know. [BINCH.] Just know that it's mine, and I won't tolerate anyone laying a finger on it.
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He just sort of looks at Scaramouche without saying anything to that for a long moment, expression peculiar.]
I’ve got one too. [Not a gnosis. He reaches up to finger the pearl earring in his left ear.] It’s important to me.
So truce?
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He knows what's being offered here, too, but of course he's not going to address it or accept it. He just huffs and finally monkey climbs his way off of Akira so he can stand up again like none of that happened.]
It's not like I have any use for some stupid, sentimental thing, so you don't have to worry about me touching it.
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He folds down as Scaramouche rudely climbs off and then only lifts his upper half up a little.]
It’s not just sentimental…? It… seemed kind of broken…?
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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.]