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[ His arm slaps back down. ] It makes me very happy! Very happy, indeed. I thought for certain that Katsuie would enjoy a Mitsuhide that tried to do everything for him. He never warmed up to me and had others tell me to leave him alone~! I thought of killing him and having him understand my change in nature through coating the inside of the bar with his entrails. [ A soft cough that could have been a laugh. ] But Katsuie is Lord Nobunaga's! I cannot pass judgement without his approval.
So, indeed, I live with my precious little harpy. We're a few hours away from Bavan. He doesn't like people much and likes to seclude himself. [ His arm lifts up as he waves it about in a circle. It once more makes a loud smacking sound as it hits the surface of the table. ]
Come visit us, if you please. His name is Shootie and he is a good boy. [ His tail makes soft thump-thump sounds against the chair before turning his head about to look where Kira is. ] Cream, if you please, if you please. I love it. It's turning the black a different color and letting it pretend that it is white. But on the inside, it's still black and rotten. Just covers up the bitter taste so people can drink it.
[ A beat. He lightly slaps his hand against the table. ]
Kira, Kira! Listen to this, if you please. There was a nasty impostor in your head. He took your Killer Queen and I tried to get him back for you. I'm really sorry, Kira. I wasn't able to kill that person for you. I wasn't able to rip that person out of your head so that you could live happily in your thoughts. [ He rubs his face against the table. ]
I wanted to killed them. I wanted to kill them...! I was going to turn their white suit red. I was going to feed them their insides for being in your head where they shouldn't be. [ It is a month old apology but it's an apology that he still wanted to give. ] I wasn't able to. I wasn't able to!
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[He sets the foaming kitty cup in front of Mitsuhide along with the creamer.] Try and keep it in your mouth, okay? [The windigo is clearly having some jaw issues... but hopefully he can keep this inside him so it's not such a mess to clean up later.]
Shootie did you say...? [The name feels familiar but he can't place it at this moment. And it's really not all that important because Mitsuhide has said something completely absurd.]
An imposter in my head? There's only me in there, Mitsuhide. [He believes he does recall some of this though. He wanted to show Mitsuhide something but it all got cut off.] What did this imposter look like?
[Kira takes a seat with his own cup of coffee and watches Mitsuhide carefully.] Was it a little boy? Or a girl perhaps? There's no one in the world that can have Killer Queen. Only me. You know that, right? A stand is special. It's part of my soul. If you attacked someone who had Killer Queen you attacked me.
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[ The comment about being an honorable soldier is met with a bemused expression as he isn't sure how to respond beyond the mildly confused look. But he does know how to respond to the cup of coffee!
His eyes shine a little looking over the cut cats made out of foam. He reach out to touch one of the heads to give it a little pet. Bringing his finger back, he tilts his head at the cup. It is almost too endearing to drink. ]
How lovely...
[ He snaps his head up hard enough that his jaw pops painfully. Wincing just a little, he would pale if it were possible but he can only look increasingly upset. ]
No. It was a man. But-but, Kira, he had different hair and a different face. You could see you in it but it wasn't right. [ Did Kira not know? Yes, yes, everything in Kira's head is part of Kira but some pieces put in there because of Rohan. ] That person had a white suit and dark eyes. He wasn't you and called out Killer Queen.
Surely, surely, someone to torment you because you were looking for Killer Queen-- [ He makes a weak gesture to the Stand in question. ] So that person had to die. They had to die! And painfully and violently and immediately. They certainly weren't you!
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That was me. In fact, Kishibe Rohan had never seen this appearance [He gestures towards his own face.] until I arrived here. He'd only met the man with the white and black hair. And I'll tell you what happened, because it's a story you might appreciate.
Kujo Jotaro, as you know, is a bit of detective. He managed to find a button from one of my jackets and track me down with it. I was able to cripple him with my Sheer Heart Attack but he wasn't alone. One of Josuke's friends, a small boy named Koichi had a power that rivaled my Sheer Heart Attack. So I had to make my way back and nearly kill him. Unfortunately, Kujo Jotaro woke up. And he has a very powerful stand that punches so fast it appears to stop time. My Killer Queen is not up for hand to hand combat, certainly not against a monster like Star Platinum. So, in the end all three of us are on the ground unconscious. And now, this part is unfortunate, Josuke and his friend show up. They both have stands as well. And Josuke's stand can perfectly heal someone. So now, it's four perfectly healthy stand users against me who has not been healed and still very hurt.
Unfortunate and unlucky odds... So I do the only thing I can do. I use Killer Queen to blow off my own hand and abandoned Sheer Heart Attack, leaving it to blow all four of them up while I do the only thing I can think of. I grab a man off the street and take him to the beauty salon of another stand user who can change your appearance. I have her strip that man of his face and hair and finger prints and put them on myself. And then I kill them both and escape. And thanks to Josuke who healed the hand I left behind, it came all the way back to me. Meaning not only did I have a perfect disguise but they didn't know what I looked like.
Thus, the different appearance. That man you saw had sharper and darker eyes. But we have very much the same jaw line and build. He didn't have nice Valentino suits but cheap knock offs. And his hair was darker, eventually turning white as the magic of the Cinderella stand wore off due to my new powers. But if you were to put me over that version of me you'd find no physical differences. We are the exact same person.
That man you saw was most definitely me. That's the face and form that I ended up dying in. So that's why I could turn back into him in that part of the dream.
So, Mitsuhide, from the sounds of it... it appears you tried to kill me. [Obviously not intentionally but he's going to rub it in just a little bit for fun.]
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And at the point where Killer Queen happened to violently remove Kira's hand, his own hands lift in horror but ah, it looks like he has both hands -- and the story continues to explain why. Of course, he didn't like how the story was continuing on. Even if it meant that Kira got away, it also means that he tried to torture and kill him because the new face was seen as an impostor. ]
No ... that is ... it would appear that I did attempt to kill you. [ Weakly, he starts to giggle. His giggling intensifies before he is laughing. The popping of his jaw adds another layer to his laughter but the sound isn't the usual manic-joy but something close to hysteria. His head violently drops to allow his hair to cover his face as he continues with his hysterical laughter -- occasionally lifting up his hand to wipe about where his good -- and only -- eye actually is. ]
Kira has suffered so much and I almost killed him. [ Mitsuhide attempts to say through his laughter. But if the words aren't fully understood due to how garbled they sound, that is all right. ] Why, Kira? Why could it not be anyone else? Kira deserves much, much more nicer things... isn't that right? Isn't that right, Killer Queen? [ He makes a swiping gesture toward the Stand, whimpering and whining, before returning to his laughing. ]
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Killer Queen on the other hand gently pokes at Mitsuhide's antlers, finding them curious and not at all put off by this rudeness.]
I don't disagree with anything you're saying. I wholeheartedly agree. But there isn't any long lasting harm... Oh, you could say we have a similar trate. We both have a different face. Though it's not quite the same it's a bit similar, wouldn't you say?
[He takes a small sip of his drink before saying anything more.] Surprisingly... Being cornered by four stand users and cutting off my hand was not the worst thing I had to go through. I at least got out of that situation. It's been a miserable year and this one isn't shaping up to be any better.
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It is. I still feel as though I betrayed you in attempting to killing you. I would never want to kill you with anger in my heart, Kira. If I ever wanted to murder you, it would because I wanted to save you from someone else who wanted to kill you far more violently than me. [ Somehow, this logic makes sense to him. His tail gives another wag as he looks up at Killer Queen who is poking at his antlers. ]
That isn't the worst that you had to suffer? But this year is already shaping up very well because you have Killer Queen. [ He lifts his hands to wave over the Stand, even adding a "tah-dah." Shaking his head, he decides to shake himself out of his own miserable state. Kira shouldn't be wasting his precious and valuable time cheering him up for his own mistake. ]
I want Kira to talk about what he wants to talk about! About all the nice things that he has been wanting to say but hasn't had anyone to say them to! Yes, that would be best. [ A giggle follows. ] And, and... I also remember what my favor was to you, Kira. I remember. But I wonder if I deserve a favor now... still, you said that you would listen to me, so I'll ask it! I'll ask it before I not ask it.
[ He claps his hands together. ] Would you play the violin for me?
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No harm done. Not to me anyway. I wonder, did being blown up by Killer Queen hurt at all? It was just a dream and a removal more than a death, but I still have to wonder.
[Ah, Mitsuhide is right though. He does have Killer Queen... but he's also died. And been sucked into a world of dreams. And slept through an entire month. So... He supposes he'll call it a wash and see what happens going forward.
Kira lifts the cup moving to take a sip, listening to the other prattle away waiting for him to reach a point of some kind. A favor? Yes, he remembers. Mitsuhide had forgotten what it was and--]
I'm sorry... did you say violin? [His eyes narrow slightly, not in anger or anything like that. But maybe a tad suspicious like. That's curious. Josuke said something similar maybe an hour or so ago. Josuke said he should play again, quickly followed by how he would "suck" if he did make an attempt.
What happened in his dreamscape to make everyone so enamored by his short span of violin playing days?
He sets his cup down gently, mulling over the thought of actually playing again. It does bring a prickling anxiety into his consciousness but nothing more than that.] I don't have a violin Mitsuhide. And I haven't played in many many years. If I did I doubt I could play it. Not just because of time but also... [He holds out a hand to show off his ugly black claws.] It'd be quite difficult, if not impossible, with my current condition.
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[ His smile widens considerably. Bringing his hands up, he holds them close and over his heart -- even though he doesn't have a heartbeat anymore, at least the gesture still work. He remembers those few seconds of tasting fire and agony. It is an instantaneous explosion but he is certain that he saw pieces of himself fly by his eyes before he was ejected from the dream. ]
It hurt a lot! You must be so proud of your kitty. Even though it was a dream, it was a real agonizing seconds before I was thrown out of your head. [ His ears lift as he looks towards Killer Queen. ] You're a good kitty. A really good kitty!
[ He makes a soft "hm" sound as he turns his head back toward Kira. His hands drop away from his chest as he returns to lightly petting the foam kitties with the tip of his finger as he talks to him. ]
Yes, I said violin. [ Another soft "mm" noise about how he doesn't have a violin. He tilts his head, like he has thought of this. ] I could ask Mana for one. A violin that a goblin could play. But you only need to play what you like. You only need to play when you want to play. So the favor would be that I could listen to you when you decide on those times.
[ His tail makes more thump-thump sounds against the chair as he wags it happily at his good idea. A long second passes before he shies away a little as he makes another sad noise just underneath his breath. ] But I don't want you to feel like you have to, Kira. I don't want to corner you so that you have to play it. That's not fun! It's not fun!
Only time that's fun is when you're cornered and have to kill your way out of the situation. [ A happy giggle follows. ]
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But they're in pain, apparently. That's lovely~]
I am. Killer Queen is an excellent stand who has made my life world easier and better. I imagine, despite him being powered down quite a bit, that he will continue to make my life quiet and peaceful. I am forever grateful to Mana for bringing him back into my life.
[As far as the violin goes... Kira gives a slight shake of the head.] I don't want you do that for me. And I have no need of one. It's curious that you and Josuke both asked about the violin today... but I have no intention of playing. That's something from long ago that needs to remain in the past. Dredging things like that up can only be damaging in the long term.
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What a hard worker you are, Killer Queen. [ And he takes the cup that Kira made for him to hold it up to the Stand. ] Look, if you please. Isn't it cute? Just like you! But I remember you with red-red eyes. I was a little too mad to enjoy the look of them, but I think now that they were lovely~!
[ Hm? He brings the cup finally to his lips to drink. Most of the foam ending up on his nose and cheeks. On the positive, he kept the liquid in his mouth. He looks away as he lifts his arm up to wipe off some of the foam. ] The little one told me about the violin. The child that was you. He played a beautiful song. [ He remembers the sound of it and even though nothing was screaming or bleeding, he can say that it was a beautiful melody. ]
But why would it be damaging? Is it because such music won't allow you to live peacefully and quietly? I thought so, too. It's too beautiful. It's much too beautiful. People would bother you to hear it a lot~!
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He'll be doing it for as long as he exists in this hell of a world.]
Well. I suppose that might be part of it. I did play badly at competitions for that very reason. But more importantly, it's because the violin and the child that played that instrument are things of the past. And the past must stay the past.
If I start dredging up unwanted pieces of myself that have long since been forgotten it can only spell disaster. I've perfectly put myself together and undermining all of that by trying to bring parts of me that never truly were can be detrimental to my well being.
That museum was a perfectly crafted piece of my psyche. And there was an entire room of things that should not have been remembered. That boy belongs in there. And all the things he'd done are not things worth remembering. If they were, I'd be doing them now.
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A giggle bursts out before he once more nods that he shouldn't use the word "cute" anymore. ]
But he looked so happy to play. [ His argument for anything, really. Everyone should be basing what they do on if it is fun or not fun. Why anyone would do something not based on that criteria is a real mystery to him. ]
And you have small bursts of joy rather than always happy. So why not do something fun? If I could play an instrument, I could but all I can play is the melody known as indiscriminate slaughter. [ And he starts to laugh. ]
Besides! I remember when you had that pretty young woman cut your nails after you killed her boyfriend! That made you so happy, too. Or satisfied? I enjoyed feeling those feelings and soaking in thd horror. So let's fill up your entire day with things that are satisfying! [ He lifts his cup up before lightly clicking it against Kira's. ]
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I had to play perfectly. And I had to be shown off. Something fun became a burden. So I did badly so everyone would leave me alone. I honestly can't imagine finding any enjoyment out of it now.
[There's always a chance but he's not willing to make any kind of attempt. Even if a violin was placed in his hands he still wouldn't play.]
You saw that memory...?
[His brain was completely ransacked...] They were being very rude on the train and then insulted me as we were leaving. So... I did the only thing I could. I followed them home and murdered them. That was during a time when I had to avoid killing in order to stay hidden. I made a mistake... It was satisfying but it ended up costing me my life. That wasn't my last kill but that was my last relationship... Shinobu, not included of course.
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I see, I see... it is as Kira says then.
[ There still may be a brief second when he sticks out his tongue at the idea but he giggles to himself after. ] That's right! I had that memory for quite some time! It was like it was my own memory. Even though they weren't my feelings, I felt all that you felt! I first thought that maybe I did something that I wasn't supposed to do, but it was nice to feel you feeling so happy! Infectious even! Like a horrible flesh-eating disease!
I loved it! [ He felt it important to clarify that he enjoyed it a lot. Before pausing and making a very soft "hm" sound. ] Still... I'm sorry that it cost you your life. But if the events that eventually lead to our demise must happen, let us hope that they are enjoyable ones! There are those whose missteps are not so enjoyable, Kira. Not so enjoyable at all...
[ A quiet moment that he fills with a sip of the coffee. He makes a happy sound over how nice it tastes, then immediately changes subject: ]
Shinobu? Did she die as pretty as Minako? What a nice name... what a nice name... what did you do with her, then? [ A spark of excitement to hear about this one's death. ]
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[Still... Mitsuhide having his memories and feeling all those intense feelings is rather concerning. But that was probably one of the better memories to hold. It was particularly gruesome and a very desperate if not somewaht depraved action on his part.
He enjoyed that blissful moment despite all the trouble and eventual death it caused.]
I do agree though. Be happy even if the next moment might be your last... or something like that, I suppose. That seems like a near impossible thing to ask for though.
[Kira takes a sip of his coffee, cutting the enjoyment of the liquid short at the mention of Shinobu.
So many people have heard this woman's name by now he forgets that Mitsuhide, of all people, does not know who she is.]
Shinobu did not die... Shinobu is my wife. [...Kira...] Sort of.
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[ He looks down at the cup and frowns that it is already half-gone. It's delicious -- he should attempt to savor it a little more, right? Small sips, then! Much, much smaller sips. ]
Everyone thinks that it is impossible to be happy all the time, but it's just stop doing what is making you unhappy and do something else. [ His ears perk up as his tail wags, swinging once more into the side of the chair. ] But Kira is much smarter than me, so you'll be able to think of a better way to do things.
[ There isn't so much of a spit-take as he freezes as he holds the cup. His mouth opens for a second as he is about to bring up all the girlfriends that Kira has but he closes his mouth. Suddenly, he's seeing him in a way different light. Kira... killed those women so that he would not kill his wife? How romantic. To do everything to keep the one that you love safe, even if it means bringing misfortune and death to others... what a wonderful husband Kira is.
Scooting his chair closer, he leans in as he holds the cup tight. ]
Is that so? Is that so? Tell me more about her, if you please.
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Oh. Bites the Dust!]
It seems you have a memory that I do not. Killer Queen had a very special and complicated power regarding time. When my name was said those that heard it would be blown up by Killer Queen. Time would then rewind and then proceed and those people would automatically die with no idea to why that is. The drawback is that I do not remember the rewound time. Killer Queen does, but it's not mine anymore. I must have killed Jotaro but stopped Bites the Dust before he could die permanently.
A grave misstep on my part... Did it look good? Did you enjoy watching him fall to pieces? I can think of few more deserving of such a fate.
He pauses before taking another sip of his coffee, eyeing the wendigo scooting a tad closer. You can never be sure what Mitsuhide might do. Nothing violent, of course, but he's not really looking to be touched.]
Well... [Now you've done it Kira Yoshikage.] There's not much to say. She was a lovely woman. A redhead who could cook. She was very... hm, loving. [He cannot do this. It's just too much.] I have mislead this conversation a tad. I murdered her actual husband and took his face... and that is why, she is my wife. Though it's nothing official. But I think it's safe to say that I accidentally saved her marriage by just being there and existing. It was very strange... but not wholly unpleasant, so I decided much later.
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It did look good! His eye [ He lifts his hand to place it over his one good eye. ] was all shimmering in color. There wasn't anything that he could do but stand there. I must say that I'm disappointed in him as I would have liked to have seen him fight and struggle more! More and more and more!
[ Another giggle. ] Then the cracks of the explosion ripple through his face before it -- [ He lifts his hands to flick his fingers against his thumb to make the explosion gesture. ] It's sad you don't have the memory! I like remembering all the people I kill even if I can't remember the exact number anymore!
[ His ears lift up. ] Oh. [ Mitsuhide takes a second to process that information. His head tilts as he looks at Kira as his tail gives small wags, swinging slow like a pendulum. He feels his eyes refocus as he realizes that the face that Kira used -- the one that he reacted so badly toward -- is the face that was married. Interesting! ]
Does that mean that you were happy being married, Kira? No, content being married? You sound like you rather liked her... is that not right?
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[He's never seen what Bites The Dust's bombs do and how they kill. It's nice to hear it now, even if he didn't succeed he can picture their cracking faces and charred bodies so perfectly.]
It seems like you would. I don't hold onto such things. I don't remember the names of the girls and I don't remember how they died. It's unimportant information to me. The constant present is all that matters to me.
[That question though...] I suppose... I did not mind it as much as I thought I would. I sometimes wonder what I would have done if I'd come out on top. If I'd killed them all and won. What would I do with her?
I don't know. But sometimes I think, that maybe, I could have been very happy.
But it doesn't really matter, does it Mitsuhide? I am dead in Morioh. And she is not. Worse still, I am here and this is a place she should never come to. If the Fog Witch plucks her from Morioh I will burn all of Dyster to the ground.
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All timelines... all those memories... they came flowing into me. Things I had done, things I hadn't done. To make us strong and show us what we are capable of. [ A beat. ] So I think it is a lucky ability. It means you are able to know what did and didn't happen. What is and isn't the reality of your time.
I suppose that is why you value the present while I value all the memories of blood... [ A giggle. He thinks Kira would have been able to handle the rebirth of the warring times better than Mitsuhide. He thinks Kira would dismiss the many, many timelines that come to exist in the goblin's mind and focus only on the present without getting confused or discouraged.
But he pauses at hearing that Kira would burn an entire town for Shinobu. He gives a bemused sort of look as he feels that means that Kira did like her a lot. He thinks that if everyone died that Kira would have been happy with her -- have a moment of happiness that lasted more than a moment. ]
After you burned everything, after... would you tell her about yourself? You took her husband's face but you could meet her with your real face... would you speak to her and meet her honestly? [ Because it seems to Mitsuhide that Kira would not want Shinobu to think badly of him. And is that not the definition of loving someone? To always be seen as one's best?
Still... for someone drowning in timelines and memories that were and not his, he thinks on what-ifs. And wonders for someone who thinks on the constant present will indulge him on a what-if. ]
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The past is past and he cannot fix it nor bring himself back to life. And mulling over it all won't do him any good. He'll never live a peaceful life that way. So he simply offers Mitsuhide a soft hum and sips his coffee without question.
The topic of Shinobu is difficult. He always hesitates bringing her up too much because he hates the Fog God and the Fog God hates him. And it wouldn't benefit him or make him happy if she were here.
She would be hurt and suffer and worse... worse than anything is that before he'd even be able to get close to her the likes of Kishibe Rohan and Kujo Jotaro would snatch her up and tell her everything. No... No, if she were here he would not go near her. He would pretend he didn't even know her.
That is the best way to combat all the twisting and unwanted withering feelings inside of him.]
No. [He gives a slight shake of the head.] I do not wish to see her again. I am not Kawajiri Kosaku and that's all there is to it.
[You can still be fond of someone from a great distance. And you can still burn down a city for their injustices. He's quite sure of it.]
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[ He turns the cup in his hands to look down in it. Ah, almost empty. A little giggle chases after the thought as he realizes that there is still enough to enjoy one last drink. It's a shame that Kira cannot see things the same way, but that's just Kira, isn't it?
What little of the real world that he sees through his madness, he sees Kira as someone with miserable luck. Whether that is the goblin's fault or not, Mitsuhide can't say. Indeed, sometimes it is the personalities of others that make getting along difficult -- so no one is really at fault. His eyes shift to the side, looking up at Killer Queen. Ah, I feel I thought something clever just now. And he giggles into his cup.
But he would like Kira to have met this person honestly. To speak honestly about one's vicious nature, it means no one feels upset and betrayed later. To meet everyone with a wide and true smile, it means the world will eventually smile back even as the skies rain fire and chaos spreads through everyone's heart. Yet somehow he thinks his philosophy of life and how to live is one that will lead to a quiet and peaceful life. ]
But you don't think that it's sad. [ He finally says aloud. ] These are just facts and how the world is for you. But still... I have a selfish wish for you! I have a very selfish wish. I would like you to see the world in a much more crazy manner, rather than in facts. Perhaps, you shall find more lasting happiness that way.
[ A bright laugh before he sets the cup down. ] I'm tired... but I took up enough of Kira's time, right? You just revived. You should go rest and try not to sleep an entire month again.
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The wendigo has learned to understand him quite well in some regards. To be understood and to have someone see eye to eye with him... It's very nice and honestly something he has always wanted.]
Is that how you see the world? I think I am much too human to see things the way you do. What you're suggesting goes against my entire ideal way of living. I have lived on the edge of insanity and stress and seen the world, momentarily, in a haze of madness and I did not enjoy it. That is not for me, Mitsuhide.
But I will strive to be happier.
[That's something he wants too, after all.]
Ah... Stop by again sometime. Since you live a bit closer we shall be seeing much more of each other I imagine. [Mitsuhide, has come to learn, is a fine presence to have around. In small doses, of course.] I don't intend to sleep or die anytime soon so you needn't worry.
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[ But that was last year and many months ago. He giggles to himself as he realizes that the concept of time holds very little to him. Something that feels ages ago for others sometimes feels like days for him. Something that feels so current and close to the surface to some is such a distant memory that he's already forgotten it. ] Well, striving to be happier is all that I hope for! All that I hope for!
[ He takes a step back and spins on a hoof before bowing -- nearly slamming his forehead into the surface of the table and completely losing balance all together due to how unsteady he is on his feet. ] Indeed, we shall see each other! Indeed, we shall! It'll be nice to come visit. [ Make sure that Kira is still alive, too. ]
Well, then, well, then... I'm glad I stayed in Bavan. Now for the walk home. Yes, it shall be an enjoyable experience. [ He says with swaying and staggering steps. His tail gives another wag. ] Bye-bye, Kira. And good-day to you, Killer Queen. Lovely to meet you! Lovely, indeed. You are much -- [ Mitsuhide leans forward a little as he tries to think of a word that isn't "endearing" or "cute." ] -- much. Okay!
[ A burst of hysterical laughter as he sways toward the door. Shame that he could not convince Kira to play the violin. A great shame. But he got a cup of coffee and got to see Killer Queen. Furthermore, Kira admitted to striving for happiness which Mitsuhide can only mean good things! So, he'll call it a partially-victorious visit. Partially-victorious in still seeking out a good and proper future for Kira! ]