he'll chomp down on that heart in the meantime -- though it's not a quick affair, like he's just trying to gobble it down. this is a rare opportunity! (*barring dreams in which Levity may in fact let him eat his heart
he'll TREASURE this heart like it's solid gold!! ]
This is some REAL romance right here, nevermind that Luci also got to eat the heart. That's probably some kind of incest at that point if you both eat the same guy's heart? Anyway.
It seems that the heart isn't merely the literal organ; as you eat, your thoughts turn to Levity... or perhaps you are witnessing his. It's not so blatantly defined, but you get a feeling of what it's like to be him - a glimpse of his hopes, worries, his great care for others, desire for a better world, his struggles with the way things are in Imeeji, but also resolve not to just bend down to the weight of it all.
All in all, it's quite a lot more comfortable an existence than being Absinthe!
it's not that he thinks Levity is gross per se. but feeling that care, those worries, those hopes first-hand -- it's almost an instinctual revulsion, a fear, and his teeth pause mid-bite on his meal as he makes something of a face at the conflict, ]
Buddy you literally signed up to eat the metaphorical but also literal representation of Levity. Did you really expect his personality and everything to be left out of the experience.
Birdity seems to think for a bit, then smiles, briefly stroking the side of the corpse's face (the not-cut up one).
You get a Disappointed Look. :/ !!! Or, well... perhaps not so disappointed - this is something that could be expected of Absinthe, and aligns with what Alexander had warned him about, but... still. Looks like Birdity was hoping for something else.
"he trusts... you for help."
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Birdity looks relieved and grateful! But that's true, it's kind of a concern it would take some time to eat an entire person. Luci barely managed three organs before basically keeling over. Birdity looks from Absinthe to corpse to back to Absinthe thoughtfully.
"there is... a quicker way. but more... intense. don't know if you can handle..."
Birdity regards him for a few moments, then nods, reaching into Levity's abdomen with one hand and placing another on Absinthe's arm.
"conduit," he offers by way of explanation. He concentrates, and then Absinthe will feel what Birdity is feeling right now - first physical sensations, the slight warmth of corpse-Levity's innards under his hand and the fabric of Absinthe's robe under the other hand. There's a sense of background confusion and uncertainty, too, but resignation to it as well. Birdity does not know who he is, but he knows that he's only a piece of something bigger - incomplete, broken and useless. But that is simply how things are.
It lasts for a few moments before the stream of Birdity's consciousness fades away, giving way to Levity's soul, and oh, there is so much more there. First come the more surface worries of his day to day life in Imeeji, but even that is almost all filled and prompted by his care for his friends, loved ones, even strangers he's barely met. For a time, Absinthe will have to experience what it's like to not only care about people, but want to do so, to be utterly ready to sacrifice his own time and effort to help others. Isn't that nice?
and honestly part of why it's terrible is because, in some small way that he tries to push back, and tries to deny, it's familiar. some part of him still remembered the man he once was, who loved his people and would sacrifice anything for them... including his own life. it's nauseating, and moreso than from the literal cannibalism it's this influx of emotions he almost feels like he's going to lose his metaphor-dinner.
But he pushes past that, with almost a feral sounding growl, on instinct clutching bird-Levity's own arm vice-tight. ]
There's still a connection between him and bird-Levity, so that grip echoes with pain in Absinthe's own arm. But that's likely a very minor consideration, because the flow of emotion only grows stronger now.
There is much love here, deep and abiding. Not just for people around him, but for the world itself, for life, for the beauty of it. Feeling, or perhaps memories of the feeling of peace, fulfillment, purpose, hope.
And perhaps worst of all for Absinthe, there is love here for him too. Affection, desire to protect him, something between pride and awe at the fact that Absinthe retained and regained some of his humanity despite everything he's been through; anger and, yes, sorrow at his fate.
What's it like, to love yourself? To feel for yourself, to hope for happiness?
[ why couldn't this all have been torture or murder or both instead, that would have been much easier to deal with. somehow - - somehow he bears this, even as his nausea increases at the warmth, the love being directed at himself. it's not that he viewed himself in a self disparaging way - - outside of jokes - - but it often was a great deal of energy to even put thought into what he thought of himself, let alone the idea of having that affection.
and the love for others, for the world, is somehow even more overwhelming. Absinthe kneels, curling over himself more fully, hissing like a man burned by the sun - - willing himself to not pull away entirely. ]
There's a brief apologetic feeling - from Birdity, since Levity himself is a little indisposed. Birdity doesn't really understand why it's so hard on Absinthe, but he can see that vore friend is not having a good time! Sorry about like, Levity being a good person and liking people and stuff. Including you. :(.
In a sense, the next part is easier. Or, perhaps, simply more familiar.
After all, Levity's love for people and the world is only a source, and the fruit it bears is--loneliness, despair, and such deep grief at the loss of it all. The death of a world, the loss of all the people he once loved, the blind cruelty of it all - violence wrought not by the hands of another, but by the world itself. What could their people have done to deserve it? What sin, what mistake is there to atone for with such tragedy?
What is it like, to have everything you've ever known and loved torn from you, for reasons you do not understand?
[ this part, at least, is familiar. that doesn't really make it better but there is a comfort to a sort of misery he's all too familiar with. the betrayal, the sorrow, at seeing his life and what he knew of the world fall apart before his very eyes... the person he loved most slain before him.
he's almost numb to it. his breathing slows, less stressed, though he still stays kneeled. ]
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Absinthe offers another "thanks" in the form of the tip of his head, thanks for the expert bird carving, before reaching in just, snatching that heart
yoinks ]
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Well. You sure yoinked a heart? It's a heart. It has like, blood on and in it. Enjoy?
Birdity meanwhile is going to get himself some LIVER and chew on that in the meantime.
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he'll chomp down on that heart in the meantime -- though it's not a quick affair, like he's just trying to gobble it down. this is a rare opportunity! (*barring dreams in which Levity may in fact let him eat his heart
he'll TREASURE this heart like it's solid gold!! ]
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It seems that the heart isn't merely the literal organ; as you eat, your thoughts turn to Levity... or perhaps you are witnessing his. It's not so blatantly defined, but you get a feeling of what it's like to be him - a glimpse of his hopes, worries, his great care for others, desire for a better world, his struggles with the way things are in Imeeji, but also resolve not to just bend down to the weight of it all.
All in all, it's quite a lot more comfortable an existence than being Absinthe!
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gross!
it's not that he thinks Levity is gross per se. but feeling that care, those worries, those hopes first-hand -- it's almost an instinctual revulsion, a fear, and his teeth pause mid-bite on his meal as he makes something of a face at the conflict, ]
You could have warned me.
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"warn?"
Buddy you literally signed up to eat the metaphorical but also literal representation of Levity. Did you really expect his personality and everything to be left out of the experience.
Birdity seems to think for a bit, then smiles, briefly stroking the side of the corpse's face (the not-cut up one).
"it is him. everything.
don't like don't eat.
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Can he not simply be quiet and be a part of me, hmm? I rather enjoy his personality when it is separate from my own experiences.
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"if... he did... he would not stay him. only... who you think he is."
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[ he'll wipe his hands off on corpse-levity's clothing ]
Thankfully, I am quite full. I must express my gratitude for the meal even with the aftertaste it has left in my mouth.
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"he trusts... you for help."
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And is this meant to help him? Taking him into myself entirely?
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Once again there is a pause of confusion from Birdity. Y... es? You think you were just brought here to have a nice lunch?
"yes. the end comes. he cannot survive. you... can."
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and look part of him wishes it were just a nice lunch, he doesn't trust himself handling Levity feelings at all. ]
And then what of yourself? Would you enjoy being devoured?
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"enjoy?"
Birdity sounds puzzled. To him that's a little like being asked if sneezing makes him feel sad.
"i am... only a piece. but, to make whole... even i, am needed."
He looks back at the corpse-Levity.
"he is more important. a... bigger piece. so... if you choose, choose him."
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[ there's a sigh, an acceptance, as he dips his hand back into Levity's chest cavity; ]
I may be here for some time if I must devour all of him.
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Birdity looks relieved and grateful! But that's true, it's kind of a concern it would take some time to eat an entire person. Luci barely managed three organs before basically keeling over. Birdity looks from Absinthe to corpse to back to Absinthe thoughtfully.
"there is... a quicker way. but more... intense. don't know if you can handle..."
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"even all... that he feels?"
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Now that I am prepared for it, yes.
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Birdity regards him for a few moments, then nods, reaching into Levity's abdomen with one hand and placing another on Absinthe's arm.
"conduit," he offers by way of explanation. He concentrates, and then Absinthe will feel what Birdity is feeling right now - first physical sensations, the slight warmth of corpse-Levity's innards under his hand and the fabric of Absinthe's robe under the other hand. There's a sense of background confusion and uncertainty, too, but resignation to it as well. Birdity does not know who he is, but he knows that he's only a piece of something bigger - incomplete, broken and useless. But that is simply how things are.
It lasts for a few moments before the stream of Birdity's consciousness fades away, giving way to Levity's soul, and oh, there is so much more there. First come the more surface worries of his day to day life in Imeeji, but even that is almost all filled and prompted by his care for his friends, loved ones, even strangers he's barely met. For a time, Absinthe will have to experience what it's like to not only care about people, but want to do so, to be utterly ready to sacrifice his own time and effort to help others. Isn't that nice?
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and honestly part of why it's terrible is because, in some small way that he tries to push back, and tries to deny, it's familiar. some part of him still remembered the man he once was, who loved his people and would sacrifice anything for them... including his own life. it's nauseating, and moreso than from the literal cannibalism it's this influx of emotions he almost feels like he's going to lose his metaphor-dinner.
But he pushes past that, with almost a feral sounding growl, on instinct clutching bird-Levity's own arm vice-tight. ]
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There is much love here, deep and abiding. Not just for people around him, but for the world itself, for life, for the beauty of it. Feeling, or perhaps memories of the feeling of peace, fulfillment, purpose, hope.
And perhaps worst of all for Absinthe, there is love here for him too. Affection, desire to protect him, something between pride and awe at the fact that Absinthe retained and regained some of his humanity despite everything he's been through; anger and, yes, sorrow at his fate.
What's it like, to love yourself? To feel for yourself, to hope for happiness?
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and the love for others, for the world, is somehow even more overwhelming. Absinthe kneels, curling over himself more fully, hissing like a man burned by the sun - - willing himself to not pull away entirely. ]
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There's a brief apologetic feeling - from Birdity, since Levity himself is a little indisposed. Birdity doesn't really understand why it's so hard on Absinthe, but he can see that vore friend is not having a good time! Sorry about like, Levity being a good person and liking people and stuff. Including you. :(.
In a sense, the next part is easier. Or, perhaps, simply more familiar.
After all, Levity's love for people and the world is only a source, and the fruit it bears is--loneliness, despair, and such deep grief at the loss of it all. The death of a world, the loss of all the people he once loved, the blind cruelty of it all - violence wrought not by the hands of another, but by the world itself. What could their people have done to deserve it? What sin, what mistake is there to atone for with such tragedy?
What is it like, to have everything you've ever known and loved torn from you, for reasons you do not understand?
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he's almost numb to it. his breathing slows, less stressed, though he still stays kneeled. ]
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