( it's strange to watch yourself change both physically and emotionally. the ears and the fangs were nothing, but this?
this is shinsaku being someone else entirely, and he isn't sure he likes it. feeling left behind, that is, if an ai is even truly capable of that. )
... Now. Is this really the same guy who backstabbed a god to make his own restoration a reality? Just to be clear, we're exactly the same. You created me. Which makes you just another hero, no matter what. You can't change who you really are, regardless of how much this soul tries to twist you. Not when you have all your new little friends relying on you to hold it together.
( and now he's giving him a pep talk for real. great. but it's annoying, having to see your own face be so torn up. )
( the sound of claws scraping against gravel as he gets up slowly.
that includes taking the phone with him. )
I've had my share of fun with things not going my way right now, but. No. The last thing I want right now is to share this dull situation with anyone. They already have enough to deal with. The least I can do is avoid adding to their worries.
Yeah, okay. Well, being you, I figured you might hesitate to ask for help. It's not as if I don't know why. Still, you're going to need someone to look after that before it—
takasugi's thumb presses hard against the syntrofos.
he won't die here, on some pathetically empty street, away from a proper battlefield or even a stage. the rejuvenation abilities of a carnivora have already closed the wound somewhat. the lights are making him feel less light-headed as time marches on.
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Date: 2025-08-09 02:38 am (UTC)this is shinsaku being someone else entirely, and he isn't sure he likes it. feeling left behind, that is, if an ai is even truly capable of that. )
... Now. Is this really the same guy who backstabbed a god to make his own restoration a reality? Just to be clear, we're exactly the same. You created me. Which makes you just another hero, no matter what. You can't change who you really are, regardless of how much this soul tries to twist you. Not when you have all your new little friends relying on you to hold it together.
( and now he's giving him a pep talk for real. great. but it's annoying, having to see your own face be so torn up. )
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Date: 2025-08-09 02:39 am (UTC)he's right, of course. but takasugi's not going to acknowledge it immediately, even with how it feels like he might shut down if he's not careful. )
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Date: 2025-08-09 02:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-08-09 05:35 am (UTC)( he's dizzy, but it could be worse. the figure that's unmistakably him below him starts to take shape again. )
And no one's following me, as far as I can hear. Whoever tried to take me out is long gone.
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Date: 2025-08-09 05:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-08-09 05:44 am (UTC)( the sound of claws scraping against gravel as he gets up slowly.
that includes taking the phone with him. )
I've had my share of fun with things not going my way right now, but. No. The last thing I want right now is to share this dull situation with anyone. They already have enough to deal with. The least I can do is avoid adding to their worries.
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Date: 2025-08-09 05:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-08-09 05:56 am (UTC)takasugi's thumb presses hard against the syntrofos.
he won't die here, on some pathetically empty street, away from a proper battlefield or even a stage. the rejuvenation abilities of a carnivora have already closed the wound somewhat. the lights are making him feel less light-headed as time marches on.
all he needs to do is make it home. )