but, sure why not. itβs true that he did have a few drinks and heβs never been an especially strong drinker; all the harder to pace himself when he has no clue what heβs actually consuming. his face is a little flushed when he turns to see a familiar face.
so raf pretends not to see him, yeah.
or, he does for a second turning to look at him, then turning away. rinse and repeat, until he finally speaks. ] Do I know you from somewhere?
Ill tidings all around. How troublesome that they should believe themselves to be living other lives...and then be returned to us, dead and unrecognizable.
[ what she describes isnβt wrong. thereβs also a genuine sort of empathy behind how she interprets these facts and so he finds himself drawn to the way she speaks, andβ¦
yeah heβs still holding her hand, even giving it a little squeeze. you know, even when he still canβt meet her eyes yet. ]
I donβt know whatβs crazier, actually. But, itβs a relief they came back at all. [ because that means they all still had a chance to continue chasing what they had, right? ]
[HE'S TRYING TO FIND RAFAYEL BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF RAFAYEL WOULD HAVE HIS NAME IN HIS COMPACT MESSAGE SO MAYBE HE REALLY JUST CALLED AROUND TO EVERY SINGLE COMPACT.]
[ is it better or worse to pretend nothing happened...
but, maybe it is worse when the memory tobari sees is one of pure fantasy, or at least close enough to it. it's an idyllic scenario in which he obtains all he wants (mc) in light of his efforts, except... for the the fact that he's a cat (click at your own risk and don't make me think of lads timelines).
the second it starts going, he's already trying to shake the toy in his hands. ]
[ in the pillow pile under the stars is the very rare sight of medea resting. her eyes are closed and it'd almost appear like she's sleeping if her hand didn't lift.
[ oh, that's definitely not someone he expected to see here? but, the initial surprise seems to give way to mild amusement. she looked comfortable. maybe too comfortable, and the idea gets a small laugh out of him.
that said, when he sees her beckon him closer, he does amble on over. albeit, curiously— ]
You do know that seems like a trap, right? You're lucky I'm choosing to fall for it this time.
[ welcome to the ice rink! tobari has never seen snow before. he's wandering around completely unaware of the dangers of the ice. surely that won't be a problem. for now, you may have optional heterosexuality if you so choose ( 2:08:40 - 2:12:44 ). it's probably just glimpses of this interaction in the ice. if nothing else, it looks tender. some hets have rights.
Tobari's life has been a fortunate one. He'd be the first to say so. Despite the circumstances of his birth, he's defied the odds and managed to survive even this long. Doing so was only by the grace of the people around him. As a child, he was picked up by Shioji—what does it matter if that same beloved older brother later betrayed him and set him up as a scapegoat? He was clothed, fed, given shelter, and raised by the Red Light District—so what if, when it all burnt down, one day those same people who treated him so gently blamed Tobari for all their troubles? Somehow, in spite of everything, he even found someone who loved him through all the tragedies.
And yet he had the nerve to want more. The chance to hold this beautiful girl's hand, even if she was out of his league. The opportunity to see that flower field on the surface, blooming beyond imagination. And—time. Despite the disease festering in his lungs, a marker of exactly where he came from and the fate he couldn't escape, he just... wanted a little bit more time. [ at the end of it all, he's just a little bit stunned. it's one thing to experience and another to witness. and yet his gaze remains glued on the image of that lovely, lovely girl, bloodied and eyes closed for an eternal rest, until his own lungs demand that he remembers how to breathe. then it's just one shuddering breath in as his hand comes up to pinch the bridge of his nose, and he figures out how to school his expression back into something a little less...
[ why did i read heterosexuality as yaoi... the complete opposite. but, he does take in the sight of tobari next to a woman, and it's a memory he pockets for later. unfortunately, though... he doesn't wait long to see them again, albeit in an entirely different context, and he can't help but to feel his insides churning. rafayel had never been an expert at enduring loss, he's only pretended he was, and seeing tobari like this was ... like facing the possibility of encountering this type of emotion once more—
it's kind of sickening.
what's even worse is to think that tobari may have lived a life like this? was this reality? was it simply a vision as opposed to a real working memory? honestly, rafayel doesn't have those answers, but he isn't about to ask the one person who does.
he isn't sure what else to do but reach a hand out, but it stops before making any sort of contact.
he stands there, before: ] We should go somewhere else.
[ Be out and about around the resort midway through the week and you might run into Tokinaga... he's without cane, though he seems kind of weighed down in a totally different way. He is also... eyepatchless, bruises-less, double the amount of eyes, and warm and cosy in a nice scarf.
He's just kind of staring out into the scenery and looking vaguely lost. ]
jk, but it genuinely does take a second for the recognition to settle in. not because he can't recognize tokinaga by a number of other factors (don't ask what factors), but because it's a different enough impression that it just kind of sticks. while he has all the intentions in the world to approach him delicately,
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but, sure why not. itβs true that he did have a few drinks and heβs never been an especially strong drinker; all the harder to pace himself when he has no clue what heβs actually consuming. his face is a little flushed when he turns to see a familiar face.
so raf pretends not to see him, yeah.
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yeah heβs still holding her hand, even giving it a little squeeze. you know, even when he still canβt meet her eyes yet. ]
I donβt know whatβs crazier, actually. But, itβs a relief they came back at all. [ because that means they all still had a chance to continue chasing what they had, right? ]
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Is this the seafood guy?
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[ lol. ]
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Would you say you're a decent flirt?
[ hello to you too, stranger. the way he seems genuinely concerned about something ]
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You're not even going to pretend to say hi first?
[ cocking his head to the side, feigning a sort of ignorance. ]
I don't knoooow, guess it depends on who's asking.
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but, maybe it is worse when the memory tobari sees is one of pure fantasy, or at least close enough to it. it's an idyllic scenario in which he obtains all he wants (mc) in light of his efforts, except... for the the fact that he's a cat (click at your own risk and don't make me think of lads timelines).
the second it starts going, he's already trying to shake the toy in his hands. ]
T-there's no way...
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rafayel instinctively tries to catch him, but maybe it's more like a ratgrab. sorry. ] What's this...?
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[anyway. a pillow comes flying at him from out of nowhere. . .]
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how come your name isnt spelled rafiyelle
it would look better that way
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but how have you been this week
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You do know that seems like a trap, right? You're lucky I'm choosing to fall for it this time.
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we can say his curse is gone or else... he would need sylus' atm pin (real). ]
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but in the end!
memory: greed (tobari bad end spoilers)
The real greed is this and only this: "... After the new year... and a while after that, it'll be spring." ( 2:28:49 - 2:36:00 )Tobari's life has been a fortunate one. He'd be the first to say so. Despite the circumstances of his birth, he's defied the odds and managed to survive even this long. Doing so was only by the grace of the people around him. As a child, he was picked up by Shioji—what does it matter if that same beloved older brother later betrayed him and set him up as a scapegoat? He was clothed, fed, given shelter, and raised by the Red Light District—so what if, when it all burnt down, one day those same people who treated him so gently blamed Tobari for all their troubles? Somehow, in spite of everything, he even found someone who loved him through all the tragedies.
And yet he had the nerve to want more. The chance to hold this beautiful girl's hand, even if she was out of his league. The opportunity to see that flower field on the surface, blooming beyond imagination. And—time. Despite the disease festering in his lungs, a marker of exactly where he came from and the fate he couldn't escape, he just... wanted a little bit more time.
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well, lost. ]
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it's kind of sickening.
what's even worse is to think that tobari may have lived a life like this? was this reality? was it simply a vision as opposed to a real working memory? honestly, rafayel doesn't have those answers, but he isn't about to ask the one person who does.
he isn't sure what else to do but reach a hand out, but it stops before making any sort of contact.
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He's just kind of staring out into the scenery and looking vaguely lost. ]
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jk, but it genuinely does take a second for the recognition to settle in. not because he can't recognize tokinaga by a number of other factors (don't ask what factors), but because it's a different enough impression that it just kind of sticks. while he has all the intentions in the world to approach him delicately,
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