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[The PCD clacks and the view shakes a bit, but finally centers on Horst's happy face. He's up on a roof, with four bottles of liquor and a chair.]
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
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[Not great at hiding his anger at the best of times, though for once there's not much violence to it. Icy. And completely at a loss to understand why he was reacting that way, though the drinking certainly didn't help.
Kurotsuchi never had much in the way of emotion. Rage and fascination, and little between it. Anything else he couldn't comprehend, and either didn't exist to him, or was ignored, forced away into something that was explicable.]
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[Horst tosses the empty bottle. It sails out of sight, and when it lands it's too far away to be heard, thanks to that irritating vampire strength.]
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And he still didn't like thinking about it.]
There's nothing that out of the ordinary.
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[It's sad that, even now, it's like talking to a much friendlier version of his brother. Much less dense, too.
Scientists. Really.]
What are you working on currently?
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I'm not. And why are you so concerned about what I'm working on, or anything else?
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[But he can't keep that smile up for long. He pushes a hand through his hair--it's hard to look messier than he usually does but he manages it.]
I'm one of the things you're working on, so there's cause for concern, don't you think?
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[His tone almost makes it sound like he's doing a favor for once, rather than making a threat, or a pseudo-cajoling order.]
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But Yuca concerns me as well.
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[He gets yet another drink, but he's slow to drink this one. Now that he's fed he's not so insatiably thirsty.]
What have you come up with?
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[Sighs a bit.]
A lot, and not nearly enough. If it weren't for the Animus I could probably find a way of killing him properly- or at least be able to gather enough certain information that he could use it himself down the line, if I couldn't manage it in my lifetime.
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[He tilts his head]
Your lifetime? I thought you were a deity of some sort.
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[He nods once, though.]
Well, if we don't figure it out before you die, I am immortal and I told him I'd stick around until he's dead. For whatever that's worth, which isn't much to him, but there we are.
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[Glances sideways at him in silence for a few moments before adding.]
You could change your mind. That's eternity, Horst. Yuca doesn't have a choice; you could let a stray bit of sun hit you and be done with it.
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[He purses his lips, thinking about changing the subject.]
I don't want to live forever either. I love Yuca [there, he can say it, he's been nagging at Kurotsuchi about honesty enough] but even if I didn't, I wouldn't condemn someone to eternity alone.
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[The mention of love didn't pull anything but a shrug from him; people said sentimental things like that all the time, it didn't mean anything.] And you say that, but have you seen what that's like? What eternity is like? Even if you think you have the option, when every bit of daylight is an accident waiting to occur- you're deluded to think some petty sentimentality will last.
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Compassion and loyalty aren't things you've studied in depth, is it?
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I don't understand you. What value are those things? It's pretension to think that you'll last. It's an insult-
[More sharply than intended; he shakes his head to clear it, but it doesn't work.]
None of us can understand that; don't pretend you're any different.
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An insult?
[He stares at him a moment] What am I not supposed to understand that I'm pretending I do?
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You can't understand eternity.
[Somewhere, he knows he's being incoherent. Somewhere else he knows he's really criticizing himself.]
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He knows who that rant was really directed at. But he gives Kurotsuchi a minute and pretends he missed it.]
I don't hope to. Perhaps in a few hundred years, or a few more thousand, it won't matter, will it? Yuca will be gone. And then so will I.
Why are you trying to take on what he's been through?
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Contingency. There's no guarantee that anything either of us could do will kill him. That it can end.
What if the only option is learning it? And what if, after all that, there's still no chance?
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[Because the evidence all seems to point to that: eternity is meant for soulless creatures. It's the only way to survive all those years.
It's why Yuca's gone mad.]
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Though I can't imagine you'd be any worse company.
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