It's not about fucking death, it's about having some fucking observational skills. Details, motherfucker. Saying all bones are like sticks is like saying all swords are sharp pieces of metal.
Well, broadly speaking that is the truth, and it does not serve people who are not using or collecting swords extensively to know the difference. And I am not really collecting or using bones all that much, you know.
[Really just nothing, huh? He supposes he shouldn't be surprised, it isn't like he remembers why his other self was so comfortable with it either. Or why he isn't anymore.]
... While I do not want to kill indiscriminately, I have struggled to bring my full strength to bear when it is necessary. I do not like the idea that I should falter when I am needed.
[He just wants to know how he can be like. MODERATELY OK with SOME murder.
Who would know how to be better at being ok with murder than Valor?]
What, you want some fucking advice? How to murder for fun and profit? Well, either you have the will for it or you don't. And if you don't, then maybe it's 'cause you fucking lost it at some point, in which case, sucks to be you.
[He grunts at that, annoyed. Maybe not at Valor, but certainly annoyed in general. He wants to be ABLE to fight. Not sure what he expected to go otherwise, actually.]
Do not read too much into it. I want to be self-destructive, but I do not want to do it alone, and I feel like most people I would ask would be insufferable about taking care of myself.
[well, while they're waiting for it to arrive, Valor will finish up this bit of the carving he's working on, stashing both it and the knife in a pocket once the sake is delivered]
[Hades simply looks up to the sky, not even sure what he should expect when this delivery happens. The drone looks to him like some kind of large, strange insect as it arrives with the bottles in tow, and if insects existed around here he might have missed it until the bottles thwacked into his head.
Luckily for him, he manages not to make a complete fool of himself, getting the bottles from the drone. Then he reaches into thin air, summoning a knife in order to open two of the bottles, one of which he hands to Valor.]
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It's not about fucking death, it's about having some fucking observational skills. Details, motherfucker. Saying all bones are like sticks is like saying all swords are sharp pieces of metal.
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[He pauses, looking down at his own hands.]
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Maybe. I do need to learn something more, I think. I am not so sure bones are really in my scope of interest, though. Breaking them or otherwise.
..... How is it you find such things so easy, anyway?
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Other peoples' bones.
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Guess I'm just like this.
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[Really just nothing, huh? He supposes he shouldn't be surprised, it isn't like he remembers why his other self was so comfortable with it either. Or why he isn't anymore.]
Have you ever not been like this?
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... While I do not want to kill indiscriminately, I have struggled to bring my full strength to bear when it is necessary. I do not like the idea that I should falter when I am needed.
[He just wants to know how he can be like. MODERATELY OK with SOME murder.
Who would know how to be better at being ok with murder than Valor?]
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What, you want some fucking advice? How to murder for fun and profit? Well, either you have the will for it or you don't. And if you don't, then maybe it's 'cause you fucking lost it at some point, in which case, sucks to be you.
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So that is just it, then?
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........
Well.
You want to get drinks?
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Fine, but you're paying.
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I have no issue with paying.
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Don't worry, you wanna get fucked up, I'm happy to keep ordering on your tab until you can't walk.
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[He gets out his phone.]
How much should I get for you? I can get it delivered here, I believe.
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However much you want. Whatever I can't finish I'll just slip to you.
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Got any preferences?
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What d'you drink in your neck of the woods? Sake? Works for me.
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[He pulls up his phone, ordering a delivery of 3 bottles of sake.]
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Luckily for him, he manages not to make a complete fool of himself, getting the bottles from the drone. Then he reaches into thin air, summoning a knife in order to open two of the bottles, one of which he hands to Valor.]
We can order more when we finish these.
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I figured that would happen, 'cause it's gonna take a lot more than this to fuck you up.
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