You are a hero, Five. Just not the type people tend to write about in poems and songs.
Good. I have no doubts you would make the sacrifice if necessary, but I cannot stand those that would seek glory in such a way.
Ah, but I'm distracting you. I see other people have wormed their way into your heart and are deserving of portrait memorabilia. I'm glad, honestly. That you can touch the hearts of many and have them reciprocate in return.
And look how successful I have been. I will hear nothing of my work ethic.
[He picks up the portrait he put down with a smile and a look of 'mine'.]
I met your mother, saw the hallway with family photos, your room, and the observatory. I suppose I don't have a preference. More what is it that you wish to see and discuss.
Then I think we've done enough walking for today. It's a dream and we're not taking full advantage of it.
[ so he's going to put his hand on Emet's shoulder, and just like that, teleport them both away, to Reginald's office.
There's the portrait of him reading to Five and his siblings up there, and this time, he doesn't just remove it, and simply takes the time to observe ]
He really was an explorer, you know. Before he had us he was a renown inventor, entrepreneur, and traveler. As a child it felt like there was nothing he hadn't seen or he didn't known. I absolutely hated that.
But I suppose it would have felt nice if he'd shared his tales with us.
He sits on the desk looking up at the picture, hand draped between his knees.]
A myriad of small gestures he could have done to make you feel more at home. There is no doubt in terms of talents that he was exceptional, but that does not excuse his treatment of you.
How truly unfortunate because he did try to get you to work together. How could he not see himself as part of the equation? Or perhaps there was a larger scheme at play that only he will ever be privy to.
He didn't seem to care about the end of the world when I talked to him. But he was downright obsessed with it when we were children, everything he did to us was for that. To get us to fight it together, so we could stop it.
I wonder what changed.
[ he's going over behind his desk, opening the drawer and taking out Reginald's journal. When he opens it, however, it's still as blacked out as it was in the ideal world since he doesn't know the contents ]
Guess it would have been too convenient if anything was actually on here.
Perhaps the pieces were not yet in motion that would cause him such worry. Perhaps he was more guarded around and older you than he would have been with his children.
[He puts his hands around Five's and closes the book.]
Whatever the reason, you have decided to take up this task because you desire it. Not him. Let this chapter close on your life though that does not mean do not look at it with a critical eye. But his role in your life is all but concluded, save for the time traveling of course.
[ He smiles at that, soft and a little sad, but definitely appreciative ]
I'm not losing sight of that. Though I suppose this whole deal has made be a bit more sentimental than I normally would be.
Like I said. I simply wish we could have understood each other sooner, and it's true his knowledge could prove useful to me now. But there's no point in dwelling on it.
And as far as methods go I probably was more successful. I didn't need to kill myself for in last attempt at manipulation to bring my siblings together, at least.
I'll take my victories where I can.
[ there's a pause as he looks at him, considering ]
I don't need to go over my siblings or my own room. The attic is pretty much useless, as is the surveillance room. Both of those had things I wanted to avoid, not anything I wanted for myself.
We can head to the hallway with the family painting, and mom's recharging station.
It's nothing worth considering. Training and arguments with Dad, weapons and the apocalypse outside my window. I only wanted to avoid them because they didn't fit in my perfect life.
[ he takes it, and teleports them back to the hallway - right in font of the paintings depict them - Emet and Five, and all of his family. And though he already knew exactly what to expect ... ]
It does not. I find it flattering, honestly. Though I do believe we take different meaning.
Traditionally, it is symbol of a single partner until the end of your days, is it not?
I see it as the promises we've made given a physical form. There is love between us but I wouldn't describe it as the love that is so sought after by mortals or the hype of the Production. I wish for you to be in my life for eternity. Just as I wish the same of Lahabrea and Elidibus. Perhaps even Absinthe though he would be distraught to take it. Each of our bonds is unique, separate, but no less strong.
Or is it the physical intimacy the rings imply that bothers you?
[For once he doesn't push. He did say he would let Five got at his own pace.
He presses his fingers lightly to the painting, nodding at his words, before following.]
It really was heartwarming --- even though I knew it was true --- that Amaurot had a place here. In your ideal illusion. You were the first here to actually care about them. Those who no longer have voices in which to speak for themselves.
And you had to take a moment and leave the room because you were so surprised by my lack of opposition. I remember that.
Unfortunate as it is that we share similar circumstances, I'm grateful we found each other and were able to understand. I don't think I would have grown however much I did in these days, if it hadn't been for you.
[ and once they are the Observatory, he'll sit down on the same spot they sat on in his dream, tugging Emet along with him ]
Of course there would have been a place for her and you in a perfect world.
Forgive me if it isn't a reaction I'm used to. Most end up like Glacies truthfully.
[He does sit with him leaning his head on his shoulder. He laughs a little.]
I would not have you wallow in despair. Upon seeing your apocalypse for the first time I truly did not want that for you even if I hardly knew you, but I would not have put forth the effort. Not until our bond had grown.
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Good. I have no doubts you would make the sacrifice if necessary, but I cannot stand those that would seek glory in such a way.
Ah, but I'm distracting you. I see other people have wormed their way into your heart and are deserving of portrait memorabilia. I'm glad, honestly. That you can touch the hearts of many and have them reciprocate in return.
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Though save for a few notable exceptions, Baritones and Taisho do remain my closest ties.
[ he puts down the family picture and turns his gaze back to Emet ]
Was there anywhere in particular you wanted to go?
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[He picks up the portrait he put down with a smile and a look of 'mine'.]
I met your mother, saw the hallway with family photos, your room, and the observatory. I suppose I don't have a preference. More what is it that you wish to see and discuss.
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[ so he's going to put his hand on Emet's shoulder, and just like that, teleport them both away, to Reginald's office.
There's the portrait of him reading to Five and his siblings up there, and this time, he doesn't just remove it, and simply takes the time to observe ]
He really was an explorer, you know. Before he had us he was a renown inventor, entrepreneur, and traveler. As a child it felt like there was nothing he hadn't seen or he didn't known. I absolutely hated that.
But I suppose it would have felt nice if he'd shared his tales with us.
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He sits on the desk looking up at the picture, hand draped between his knees.]
A myriad of small gestures he could have done to make you feel more at home. There is no doubt in terms of talents that he was exceptional, but that does not excuse his treatment of you.
How truly unfortunate because he did try to get you to work together. How could he not see himself as part of the equation? Or perhaps there was a larger scheme at play that only he will ever be privy to.
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I wonder what changed.
[ he's going over behind his desk, opening the drawer and taking out Reginald's journal. When he opens it, however, it's still as blacked out as it was in the ideal world since he doesn't know the contents ]
Guess it would have been too convenient if anything was actually on here.
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[He puts his hands around Five's and closes the book.]
Whatever the reason, you have decided to take up this task because you desire it. Not him. Let this chapter close on your life though that does not mean do not look at it with a critical eye. But his role in your life is all but concluded, save for the time traveling of course.
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I'm not losing sight of that. Though I suppose this whole deal has made be a bit more sentimental than I normally would be.
Like I said. I simply wish we could have understood each other sooner, and it's true his knowledge could prove useful to me now. But there's no point in dwelling on it.
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[He does lean forward and kiss his forehead. Or maybe lean up because now they are more equal in height.]
And perhaps you will find your answers. Perhaps you will not. But I can understand being a little more sentimental.
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I'll take my victories where I can.
[ there's a pause as he looks at him, considering ]
I don't need to go over my siblings or my own room. The attic is pretty much useless, as is the surveillance room. Both of those had things I wanted to avoid, not anything I wanted for myself.
We can head to the hallway with the family painting, and mom's recharging station.
Then we'll head to the observatory.
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But they are part of me.
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[He holds out his hand.]
To the paintings then.
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Jesus that's embarrassing.
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Truly? From the man whose wearing that ring?
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You're the one that got on his knees and gave me a pair of rings, you don't get to make fun of me for wearing one of them.
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So it doesn't bother you.
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Traditionally, it is symbol of a single partner until the end of your days, is it not?
I see it as the promises we've made given a physical form. There is love between us but I wouldn't describe it as the love that is so sought after by mortals or the hype of the Production. I wish for you to be in my life for eternity. Just as I wish the same of Lahabrea and Elidibus. Perhaps even Absinthe though he would be distraught to take it. Each of our bonds is unique, separate, but no less strong.
Or is it the physical intimacy the rings imply that bothers you?
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It's a factor.
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[He does saunter up behind him and look at the picture with him.]
You'll get to see her one day. For real. Not just in dreams and fantasies.
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She really is beautiful.
[ not answering that question yet, but he heads for the stairs after, walking up instead of teleporting, this time, and heading for the Observatory ]
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He presses his fingers lightly to the painting, nodding at his words, before following.]
It really was heartwarming --- even though I knew it was true --- that Amaurot had a place here. In your ideal illusion. You were the first here to actually care about them. Those who no longer have voices in which to speak for themselves.
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Unfortunate as it is that we share similar circumstances, I'm grateful we found each other and were able to understand. I don't think I would have grown however much I did in these days, if it hadn't been for you.
[ and once they are the Observatory, he'll sit down on the same spot they sat on in his dream, tugging Emet along with him ]
Of course there would have been a place for her and you in a perfect world.
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[He does sit with him leaning his head on his shoulder. He laughs a little.]
I would not have you wallow in despair. Upon seeing your apocalypse for the first time I truly did not want that for you even if I hardly knew you, but I would not have put forth the effort. Not until our bond had grown.
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