momquest: a quest for moms

[farfromgrace]

[ It's another day in Tokyo-D, and the relentless cycle of content generation for the masses goes on; how long have you been filming this drama, exactly? And it's not that it's a bad show, per se, but the fact that it's really dedicated to showing the gritty realities of combat and using practical effects for it is... kind of a lot.

Also it can't decide if it wants to be a show about frenemies or about enemies-to-lovers-to-enemies. Cowards.

And besides, it's not home, is it?

It occurs to you on break at the really honestly lackluster buffet table set up for the actors and any surviving extras that... there's really not that much security on this show, all things considered, unless there's something you're not seeing... ]

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Re: throwing emotional spaghetti at a wall

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Well, he pulls his hood over his head, because that's part of Fortuna's tradition.]

Kinda takes on new meaning, knowing I'm praying to my granddad.

Re: throwing emotional spaghetti at a wall

[softlyfalling]

I suppose that is... a little odd now that you know it, but there's plenty of places that have a form of ancestor veneration, I think...

[ she reaches over and takes his hand.

Amaranth, we need your strength, and your wisdom, and your conviction. Come home. ]

Re: throwing emotional spaghetti at a wall

[gigadevilbreaker]

[He clasps both his hands together with hers, head bowed.]

We come together
To unite as one
Against those that are damned.
We show no mercy,
For we have none.
Our enemy shall fall
As we uprise
To claim our fate.
Now and forever,
We'll be together
In love and in hate.

[But the tug of his heart calls for more than a uniting of brothers and sisters in arms. The Saviour was family. Amaranth was family. It was the most fervent prayer he'd ever wished for, day upon day as a child:

He wants his family. Family should be together.]

Re: throwing emotional spaghetti at a wall

[deicider]

[Cardinal prays, wordlessly, to their enemy the god Jehovah Epicurus Donation D'Arouet, the only divine Being they know who understands the deep necessity of the inviolate bond between bash'mates.]

Re: throwing emotional spaghetti at a wall

[farfromgrace]

[ holy shit. that's a lot.

and somehow—you can feel something forming, like you're pulling on the end of a rope, connected to something very heavy. but it's like all of you, now, are trying to pull together—

—and with something (or someone) on the other end holding on, it's like you can feel that something shifting closer. Like you're pulling a boat to shore. ]