On his big brother and Nisei coming to somarium

[in_loveless_memory]

Yes, I honestly admit my joy at seeing Seimei is diminished by that sadistic jerk of a fighter following him.

No, I don't know why you're so happy at the idea of it although I am glad for Seimei.

And no, I don't want to talk about Soubi... ever.

Are we done here?

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[alwaysbeloved]

Are you angry at him?

[in_loveless_memory]

[Angry? Yes. He's furious. But more than anything he's hurt. He feels betrayed because Soubi always said he loved him. Ritsuka had even claimed him as his fighter. And what did that mean in the end? He wasn't mad at Seimei, betrayed, but not mad. But he was sort of getting used to the feeling.]

I'm not... I'm not angry.

[alwaysbeloved]

[He wraps his arms around Ritsuka, eyes closed as if this is a joyful reunion.]

Don't lie to me.

[in_loveless_memory]

You won't like the answer.

[alwaysbeloved]

Why would that stop you?

[in_loveless_memory]

Because I don't want you mad at me.

[alwaysbeloved]

I can't be mad at you.

[in_loveless_memory]

[He leans into his brother and hugs him back.]

It isn't just anger.

[ex_rubberducks363]

You don't have a Fighter anymore, Ritsuka?

[in_loveless_memory]

Soubi left.

[ex_rubberducks363]

Why would he leave you?

[in_loveless_memory]

Because I'm not his Sacrifice. [He says it coldly, even as his eyes burn and he can feel the heat of tears run down his face.]

[ex_rubberducks363]

[Yeah, she knows that.] So he went back to his Sacrifice?

[in_loveless_memory]

Yes, that's right. Seimei said "come" so he went.

[ex_rubberducks363]

...

He can't help it.

Have you met your Fighter yet?

[in_loveless_memory]

I chose Soubi and he accepted.

I don't have a Fighter... and I don't need one. Learning about Sacrifices and Fighters has brought nothing but hurt and disappointment.

[bloody_spy]

Considering you just said all of that out loud? No.

[in_loveless_memory]

Oh great, you.

[bloody_spy]

Exactly~ [Nisei sing-songs, looking pleased.]

Still not coping, I take it? [Out loud, that's totally how he reads your mood - as pre-adolescent pissiness.]

[in_loveless_memory]

Well seeing as you just showed up in my game, I have every right to be annoyed. Dealing with you here is bad enough.

[bloody_spy]

[He's in a good enough mood not to point out that while he may be what you're flailing about this time, you hardly ever turn up here when you aren't freaking out.]

Well, seeing as your brother came too, I might have to behave myself.

2/2, because my computer's being glitchy and "yay, send nao!"

[bloody_spy]

This alternate version of me that's going to Somarium. Have you met their mun? Are you really expecting her to let him carve a path of destruction through the game?

[Morbid curiosity. Nisei doesn't think most players have the stomach for that, even if they are writing him.]

[in_loveless_memory]

[That's because he's not as entertaining when good things happen, Nisei.]

Can't carve much of a path of destruction in a city already destroyed.

And no, I don't. [Unless Seimei tells Nisei to do it, and then yes, definitely.] I may despise you, but I know you wouldn't just go on a chaotic killing spree. [Unless ordered. And yet, Ritsuka still places the blame on Nisei.]

[bloody_spy]

[That's a principle that Nisei can definitely appreciate.

It's not really the city he'd be interested in taking apart, but whatever. You wouldn't want to know that.

Smiles at you.] See? Model citizen. [You can probably tell he's joking.]

[in_loveless_memory]

Don't delude yourself, Nisei. For you to be a model citizen requires everyone else being dead.