The Last Supper - Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

[ The elevator lets you out into a private room: from the decor, it is doubtlessly an enclave of the restaurant you saw earlier on screen.

Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]

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Re: 2/2

[acappsella]

[ .......,,,,,

P-pouT NO THERE IS STILL SOMETHING I HAVE TO SAY ]

. . . . Good! Then - then don't do something like trying to off yourself in front of your friend! Got it!?

[ calmer, enough that his tongue isn't so twisted, but his face is red. help ]

. . . . . . . L-let's get along!!

[syncintohell]

It may not be my strong suit, but I will make the attempt.
[ sincerely ]

1/2

[acappsella]

If you fail at it, I'll get mad!

[ sternly ]

[acappsella]

[ but his smile is infectious and he smiles too; it's funny, he does realize they're talking about suicide and there's an axe here and all, and a part of him wonders if this is really enough, but

standing a bit more upright ]

One more thing!

[syncintohell]

[ Loosening his grip at his waist, finally ]

I will listen to your request.

[acappsella]

[ oh good. letting his hand settle against his chest. there's a part of him that doesn't want to speak - he's afraid to dip his toes into the water - but it's far too late by this point and here, he's finally getting it off his chest, if he doesn't say it now when will he ever get to say it again? ]

......... We're friends, you know? Friends - friends protect each other. So - so . . . you . . . you know?

I'll rely on you . . . so you can . . . rely on me.

[ his tone drops off, confidence tapering off - he's not . . . reliable, he feels like he's lying through his teeth but he wants it to be true. he'll get stronger, he'll do what he has to in order to become a reliable person, so - ]

[syncintohell]

[ He doesn't immediately reject it, for all that his mouth drops open in reflex to do so before he stops himself, silencing the words before they can come.

After reconsidering: ]

I have never once thought you unreliable.

[ Once the first words are out, he speaks more confidently, falling into his usual cadence. ]

I merely wished to see that you would never become undone, as I have been.

But perhaps I have been remiss in my worries. You've comforted me, and believe in me even now. Between the two of us, it may be you that is stronger.

I cannot say I wish to see you harmed or at risk, but if you take it on of your own free will I have no right to block you. You are a human being, with your own will and wants. I will not take this from you, coward though I might be.

[ He reaches one hand up, to run his thumb over the ridge of Ken's cheek ]

But in return, you must promise me something.

[acappsella]

[ the motion is unusual but not entirely unwelcome, at least not right now, and he watches his hand first for a moment before looking up to him ]

. . . What is it?

[syncintohell]

No matter how much it hurts, do not crumble as I have. If ever you find yourself regretting your actions, voice those regrets so I may help you lift your burden.

I would never judge you, should you falter, but I will never forgive myself if you break.

Can I have your word?

[acappsella]

[ . . . smiles,

more reflexively than anything

and moves to pat the back of his hand ]

Yeah - you got it. I won't break, and I won't fall.

[syncintohell]

[ ah, it is a smile on the most beautiful face he has ever seen. even in this violence, in this depravity, there is still beauty. it is almost unsightly to look upon. surely, there is nothing to smile about. surely, if he were to capture this moment in art and distill it down to its most distinctive element, that smile and their promise would be all that remains

He nods and lets his hand trail down his cheek, and fall to his side. ]

Then I will place my faith in you.

1/2

[acappsella]

[ takes a breath ]

[acappsella]

[ and then he gives a nod, eyes wandering back to the board - the smile washes off, replaced with a grim determination. in the first place, it was only ever a ghost, a reflex of something he wishes he didn't remember. ]

Yeah. Me too.

[ . . . ]

I'm placing my faith in you, Kuzuebiko.

[syncintohell]

[ a startled bark of laughter ]

Hah! I have not the slightest idea why.

[ but, as he has received it ]

But for so long as you place it on me, I will always strive to be worthy of it.

[acappsella]

[ lightly punches his shoulder ]

You'd better, I have high expectations.

[syncintohell]

[ apparently not registering the shoulder punch since it's light and it's not the kind of friendly interaction Shu is good at ]

I will swear it! Should I have to swallow these words, I will shallow one-thousand needles with them.

[acappsella]

Hahaha. . . okay, but don't actually swallow any needles, okay? I'll just make you do something else that's painful.

[ . . . ]

If you have to swallow those words, I'll start calling you Kuzu.

[syncintohell]

[ why does everyone always think he means it literally

but ]

Orihime, you would not dare.

[acappsella]

Ugh! Don't call me that!

[ with a shudder ]

. . . But I guess I deserve that much. If we break each other's trust . . . I guess we can just annoy each other for a while with rude nicknames like that.

Then, eventually, I'm sure we'll forgive each other.

. . .

Yeah, that's how friends should be. . . but I'm going to defend my name with my life! I'll never give you a reason to call me that again!

1/2

[syncintohell]

Hoh, hoh! You speak with such confidence!

2/2

[syncintohell]

[ and then, softer ]

As you should. I cannot imagine you doing otherwise, with the strength of will you have shown me. Even if our bond were forcibly severed, if we reach out to one-another the tears can be mended and our friendship once more made whole.