[ It was either this or the cutest childhood memories but I decided this one was more topical yeah. Winky wonky.
Wolfwood is grimacing, fingers a little tight on his cup of tea, but he remains behaved. Just annoyed to have it be doxxed... again. ]
I haven't made it a secret. I ain't the kind of world-hatin' nihilist who thinks all humans are outright bad, but humans are also how monsters came to be.
[ The Gung-ho Guns. He means in his world obviously because everyone else's worlds / dimensions are so radically different. ]
[ No, he thinks every single person in the Gung-ho Guns is a total freak and hateful creature. Literally every single one of them are absolutely insane. ]
Sure, yeah. A special squad formed by the lord freak, Legato -- who, by the way, you look a little like him. [ But don't act like him, because thank fucking God you don't. ] Full of former humans who threw away their respective humanity for one reason or another, though I'd say a majority of it is for power.
I snuck into their group 'cause I had a score to settle. Worst people I've ever met and I thought I'd already seen a lot by that point.
[ You're right LA is fucked up anything can happen there. ]
It ain't exactly normal and good conversation to have over tea. All it does is be a downer and doesn't add any benefits.
[ He doesn't think this is necessary information to 'understand' himself as a person either. It's just dredging trauma. His expression twists when D asks this, a mixture of both resentment, irritation, and just the slightest flicker of some kind of deeper, primal fear at the memory -- the necessity to survive. ]
No, or else I wouldn't be here... or I guess, that'd be the story if it didn't turn out that me bein' here isn't 'cause I'm dead. [ Not yet... ] Turns out, tryin' to kill a higher being is a lot tougher to do in practice, and I don't mean just physically.
[ As in, like, they're tough to kill physically. ]
On the contrary, I have conversations like that many times over tea. It does help you get to know who someone is as a person.
It’s part of my job.
[He watches Wolfwood with his mismatched eyes. He gets it’s not a conversation you really bring up with just anyone, but Wolfwood is easy to tease.]
I’d imagine such a thing would be true. You may not want to mention it to Miss Shenhe if you haven’t already. She will probably be as mad about the idea as she always is hearing I cannot forsake my duty to the shop.
I wasn't talkin' about you, Jesus. Read the room, D.
[ SIGHING, in the 'of course you would, you weirdo' way. ]
Sad shit about being mortal and all that. In the end, I'm only human.
But Vash, and Livio, can do it.
[ Which is why, at the bare minimum, he needs them to get back alive no matter what. Bare minimum, because he isn't like most of the self-sacrificial doofuses here. ]
Well, try not to put all of your eggs in one basket, Mr. Wolfwood. Call me paranoid, but the way this all seems to be wrapping up feels... too easy. If someone bothered rigging a game even for amusement, I don't see why they would let it end so nicely for us.
Of course I'm not gonna just sit down and think it's gonna wrap up all that easy. If anythin' in life came that easy then I wouldn't be in a place like this to begin with.
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Strangely, he is not surprised by this. It's... fitting? It explains some things.]
I see you understand the horrors of humans, too, Mr. Wolfwood.
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Wolfwood is grimacing, fingers a little tight on his cup of tea, but he remains behaved. Just annoyed to have it be doxxed... again. ]
I haven't made it a secret. I ain't the kind of world-hatin' nihilist who thinks all humans are outright bad, but humans are also how monsters came to be.
[ The Gung-ho Guns. He means in his world obviously because everyone else's worlds / dimensions are so radically different. ]
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Humans are often the real monsters.
[SEE]
Was that what they were called…? It seems like you and that boy had a few things in common.
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Sure, yeah. A special squad formed by the lord freak, Legato -- who, by the way, you look a little like him. [ But don't act like him, because thank fucking God you don't. ] Full of former humans who threw away their respective humanity for one reason or another, though I'd say a majority of it is for power.
I snuck into their group 'cause I had a score to settle. Worst people I've ever met and I thought I'd already seen a lot by that point.
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It doesn’t sound all that different than Los Angeles sometimes.
[…]
Your vengeance was that strong?
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...Sure, it's a bit more complicated than that, but we can settle for that.
Killed the man who turned me into what I am now, so he'd never pick up another kid from my orphanage and do to them like what they did to me again.
My next step was goin' to our church's angel and takin' him out while he was still weak.
[ Unfortunately, he arrived at bad timing, and also learned humankind is absolutely outpowered even by a weakened angel. ]
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I see. And here you kept all of these cards close to your chest.
[Teasing. They literally only knew each other for like a week.]
And…? Did you succeed, or were these just your plans?
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It ain't exactly normal and good conversation to have over tea. All it does is be a downer and doesn't add any benefits.
[ He doesn't think this is necessary information to 'understand' himself as a person either. It's just dredging trauma. His expression twists when D asks this, a mixture of both resentment, irritation, and just the slightest flicker of some kind of deeper, primal fear at the memory -- the necessity to survive. ]
No, or else I wouldn't be here... or I guess, that'd be the story if it didn't turn out that me bein' here isn't 'cause I'm dead. [ Not yet... ] Turns out, tryin' to kill a higher being is a lot tougher to do in practice, and I don't mean just physically.
[ As in, like, they're tough to kill physically. ]
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It’s part of my job.
[He watches Wolfwood with his mismatched eyes. He gets it’s not a conversation you really bring up with just anyone, but Wolfwood is easy to tease.]
I’d imagine such a thing would be true. You may not want to mention it to Miss Shenhe if you haven’t already. She will probably be as mad about the idea as she always is hearing I cannot forsake my duty to the shop.
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[ SIGHING, in the 'of course you would, you weirdo' way. ]
Sad shit about being mortal and all that. In the end, I'm only human.
But Vash, and Livio, can do it.
[ Which is why, at the bare minimum, he needs them to get back alive no matter what. Bare minimum, because he isn't like most of the self-sacrificial doofuses here. ]
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I was talking about the principle of the matter. Getting to know someone applies to everyone.
[Stop!!! He can be a weirdo!! Who else will feel these shoes?!]
You are putting a lot on the two of them.
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I'm no expert in time loops or paradoxes or whatever, but does sound to me like keeping the two who survive it all alive is a good place to start.
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Well, try not to put all of your eggs in one basket, Mr. Wolfwood. Call me paranoid, but the way this all seems to be wrapping up feels... too easy. If someone bothered rigging a game even for amusement, I don't see why they would let it end so nicely for us.
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Of course I'm not gonna just sit down and think it's gonna wrap up all that easy. If anythin' in life came that easy then I wouldn't be in a place like this to begin with.
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[Not that this will keep Wolfwood from being a dingdong about it.
Humans…]