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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[syncintohell]

You all are so certain I cannot take Maki's place, despite knowing I have the strength for it. I am not blind.

[sonof]

And I don't have the patience to coddle your ego at the moment. If you think your opinion is so weightless, then you may as well shut up about it.

[syncintohell]

Very well.

[ and he turns away to go pick up a vase and throw it at the wall by Yasuragi.

he has expressed his opinion, quietly ]

[sonof]

[ very deliberately does not flinch

and smiles ]

It isn't quite what I thought you meant when you said you'd fling words back at me.

[syncintohell]

I can insult you if you prefer, but I had thought you had enough of words.

[sonof]

I always prefer insults.

[syncintohell]

When I feel kind enough to keep your preferences in mind, I will remember that.

[sonof]

What right do you have to be angry. Because I said something insensitive? Because you weren't allowed to do something you never once wanted to do? Getting to lay down a man's life for the sake of your ever-righteous cause wasn't enough to satisfy your self-importance? Not one of your pretty-faced favorites has been at risk this whole time.

[syncintohell]

What right have I! No more than the rest the you, forced by these circumstances to make these choices! I am angry because this is all vile, every choice detestable, every day more choices that bring only death and misery! My purpose is to end this sooner!

[sonof]

Between Persephone and the lives of five other people, which would you sacrifice to save the other? Zea.

[syncintohell]

Does it matter? You would all so quickly take the blade from my hand, fragile as I am, even though he has forgiven me once for it already. I suppose I would have to hand it over to Maki, and then we would see what she would decide.

[sonof]

I'm sure Shuvi understands just as well as he did.

[syncintohell]

Then we will both get to live with that!

[sonof]

No. My hands are free of blood, this time.

For all you seem to loathe Cardigan, you're quite similar, in the end.

[syncintohell]

I am aware of the guilt I bear, but that is hardly more than a non-sequitur.

[sonof]

You twist others to suit your view of the world, pursue your own satisfaction without regard for the cost, and call it "right."

[syncintohell]

Then let this be the consequence for keeping me around. If you wish for me to no longer pursue my own ends, then make it clear to me and I will lay down this life.

[sonof]

[ well, that's one way to get him to stop

turns away to go watch Shuten die ]