I don't think I would have gone anywhere if I didn't, but... I am here without recollection, so I can only assume how I'm here. Not in this murder game, but you know. [ Existing as he is rather than existing in how the memory depicts? ] Or perhaps I'm here to atone. That would be funny, wouldn't it?
[ His smile stays quirked, though lopsided. He does think it's humorous? ]
[ Being here in this murder game? Is it not a curse? He doesn't seem that bothered by it, but it's four weeks in already. You have to get used to things. ]
Good memories during this week? That would be nice if they get broadcasted instead, even though I'd rather not have my memories blasted out there.
week 3, tuesday, australia
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actually, i'm playing someone who wouldn't act tough
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Hands him a handkerchief. ]
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Sorry! Shit. [ Rubs his eyes. ] That was just... [ Wait, takes a moment not to centre his feelings. ] Jacopo... was that you?
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Do you want me to leave?
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[ ... ]
But it's your choice. I really don't care.
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You don't? That I saw all that?
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It's fine. There's not much I can do about it and not much you can do about it.
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[ It makes all the worse when you tell him it's okay to be emotional three days later... ]
But I guess, you feel like that's not really you anyway?
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Right. It's like watching a movie, except... It feels familiar. [ ... ] What we saw may seem tragic, but in a way the ending is desired.
I don't agree with tossing your life away, but there's a want to continue even if it's to make amends.
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With that girl, Morgana. [ He nods. ] Do you know of they—you?—ever met again?
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... I don't know. [ But he smiles, maybe one that is bittersweet. ] But perhaps it's better to never cross paths.
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[ well, that is probably more for jacopo than morgana. and this jacopo doesn't remember so maybe it doesn't matter. ]
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[ At least based on what they saw. ]
I don't think I would have gone anywhere if I didn't, but... I am here without recollection, so I can only assume how I'm here. Not in this murder game, but you know. [ Existing as he is rather than existing in how the memory depicts? ] Or perhaps I'm here to atone. That would be funny, wouldn't it?
[ His smile stays quirked, though lopsided. He does think it's humorous? ]
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[ He's still... unsettled, and sighs. ]
It'd probably be better not to even remember any of that. I hope you at least got some good memories out of it too.
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Then this is all just me being unlucky.
[ Being here in this murder game? Is it not a curse? He doesn't seem that bothered by it, but it's four weeks in already. You have to get used to things. ]
Good memories during this week? That would be nice if they get broadcasted instead, even though I'd rather not have my memories blasted out there.
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[ Poor Rupert and Caiman. ]
Me too, but... some of the ones I've seen aren't that bad. [ ... ] Okay, just one.
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Just one? [ ... ] Did you want to get it off your chest? I won't ask questions after.
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I mean... I'm just a kid who swims.
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[ sorry totty ]
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One of his brothers went and got a haircut that he thought was really cool, but actually looked terrible.
So he and his other brothers agonized over how to tell him, except then a girl showed up and started brutally insulting his hair.
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