Yeah. [ He smiles slightly, though it's a humorless one. ] The irony really isn't lost on me, so ... it's been "fun". I guess at least this time I'm not being forced to merge with someone, since in order to get me here they had to probably tear me from Sora somehow. Which I'm really not sure how they managed, and I don't really know if I want to guess how they might've.
[ Fake memories...fake twilight town...that strange dream. He falls silent, eyebrows furrowing. He wonders... ]
Maybe this all is really too much like what Ansem pulled. I wouldn't be surprised there'd be a shady gathering of people somewhere too.
[ There's a moment of silence on his part regarding that, so...good job getting him to actually really think about it, Vanitas. ]
... It is. I'd just given up everything after living a life of my own, and it didn't feel right. Even if I accepted it, after it was all said and done, I think deep down in my heart...I didn't like giving it all up just so everyone else who loved Sora could be happy.
I found that quick out when I first opened my eyes and realized I could walk around, talk to people - you name it. I was pretty happy.
And I feel ... well, like myself. I would feel really free if it weren't for this place.
[ There was a part of him who had a moment of wishing he hadn't been brought out of Sora just to play a mafia game, though. It wasn't all rainbows and sunshine. ]
[ Even saying that much... He's tense as he looks away, glaring a bit. He feels such complicated feelings towards that. Why is there such a swell of disappointment merging with the jealousy?
Not to mention, just what in the hell is so special about this Sora person?
[ Roxas looks like he has a bone to pick with that. But he can't just assume he knows how Vanitas feels exactly, even if he's sure he can understand part of it. Honestly, he'd only intended on asking simple questions, but now...it looks like he's getting deeper than he realized. All the same, he can't say he regrets it, even if it's a difficult matter. ]
...What does being separated from Ventus feel like?
Vanitas has never thought of words as things that could have him reacting so strongly - at least... not words that are coming from someone other than the Master. One hand briefly moves to rest against his chest as he looks away, hand dropping back to his side.
Although he doesn't give a verbal response, the flicker of several negative emotions over his face might be answering for him. ]
[ Roxas isn't expecting it to be that bad, not to the extent of having Vanitas' physical action and literally vacillate through what appeared to be a myriad emotions, neither of them positive. ]
...It's really that bad for you, isn't it?
[ ... ]
Maybe...I don't know what it feels like, but I still want to try to understand.
[ It's like a sharp buzzer, somewhere in the back of his mind. This feeling of vulnerability is something he's only felt in his early days, and he... isn't okay enough with it to just let it keep going, as it is.
His tone is sharp, even as he manages to keep his expression steady now. A distance enters his gaze, in spite of the fact that he's looking right at Roxas. ]
You understanding it won't change anything. Just let it go.
...I don't know if it will or not, but if I just give up now, I think that's the only way to know for sure nothing can be changed.
[ Roxas has a hard time believing that, evidently. Letting it go just sounds like he'd be abandoning Vanitas - and he pauses at the thought. But it's true, isn't it? It sounded like their situations were similar, even if he'd never feel the way Vanitas did on being separated from someone's Other.
And how could he leave it alone after hearing after that? ]
[ His teeth clench together a bit more, grinding a little before he finally speaks again - this time it's just shy of getting practically growled out. ]
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Yeah. [ He smiles slightly, though it's a humorless one. ] The irony really isn't lost on me, so ... it's been "fun". I guess at least this time I'm not being forced to merge with someone, since in order to get me here they had to probably tear me from Sora somehow. Which I'm really not sure how they managed, and I don't really know if I want to guess how they might've.
[ Fake memories...fake twilight town...that strange dream. He falls silent, eyebrows furrowing. He wonders... ]
Maybe this all is really too much like what Ansem pulled. I wouldn't be surprised there'd be a shady gathering of people somewhere too.
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[ His jawline tightens after he asks that... And there's hesitation, but... he manages the question with a straight face. ]
What do you feel, being separated from him?
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... It is. I'd just given up everything after living a life of my own, and it didn't feel right. Even if I accepted it, after it was all said and done, I think deep down in my heart...I didn't like giving it all up just so everyone else who loved Sora could be happy.
I found that quick out when I first opened my eyes and realized I could walk around, talk to people - you name it. I was pretty happy.
And I feel ... well, like myself. I would feel really free if it weren't for this place.
[ There was a part of him who had a moment of wishing he hadn't been brought out of Sora just to play a mafia game, though. It wasn't all rainbows and sunshine. ]
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[ Even saying that much... He's tense as he looks away, glaring a bit. He feels such complicated feelings towards that. Why is there such a swell of disappointment merging with the jealousy?
Not to mention, just what in the hell is so special about this Sora person?
He's going to be falling quiet... ]
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...What does being separated from Ventus feel like?
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Vanitas has never thought of words as things that could have him reacting so strongly - at least... not words that are coming from someone other than the Master. One hand briefly moves to rest against his chest as he looks away, hand dropping back to his side.
Although he doesn't give a verbal response, the flicker of several negative emotions over his face might be answering for him. ]
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...It's really that bad for you, isn't it?
[ ... ]
Maybe...I don't know what it feels like, but I still want to try to understand.
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His tone is sharp, even as he manages to keep his expression steady now. A distance enters his gaze, in spite of the fact that he's looking right at Roxas. ]
You understanding it won't change anything. Just let it go.
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[ Roxas has a hard time believing that, evidently. Letting it go just sounds like he'd be abandoning Vanitas - and he pauses at the thought. But it's true, isn't it? It sounded like their situations were similar, even if he'd never feel the way Vanitas did on being separated from someone's Other.
And how could he leave it alone after hearing after that? ]
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Let it go.
it's okay, roxas is a stubborn bby
[ Stubborn as stubborn comes... ]
You can leave now if you want, though.
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... But, then he slides a hand into his pocket. ]
I didn't need your permission to leave, you know.
[ Just. Making that clear before he does, in fact, turn to go. ]