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[fierybluebird]

[Marco appears to have nodded off on his communicator despite efforts to stay awake. It doesn't take long for him to completely jerk out of it, and seemingly out of nowhere kick a table into the wall, smashing it into firewood, and coursing blue flames down an arm.]

I'll get to it when I can! [Growling at no one, good for your insanity. But after a few blinks it comes back to him where he is and he shakes his head, expression as deadpan as ever as he puts on the flames and goes to turn on the communicator, only to find it already recording.]

I kind of broke the table. Sorry. I'll replace it or something. [Drags a palm down his face trying to figure out "what now."]

Hey Discedo, what would you say defines who you are? Who or what you choose to be? Your obligations, or to you is it just a birthright? Just curious.

[And with that he's slowly sneaking back over to the couch with his Pops' giant coat and curling up under it while he figures out how to turn off the video again.]

Comments

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

... If you say so.

That's a-- ah, difficult question you've proposed...

[fierybluebird]

Yup.

That's why I asked.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Do you have an answer for it yourself?

[fierybluebird]

Yes, but you're supposed to arrive at your own decision before asking mine.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

I see...

[silence, for a moment. he's already pondered over this before, but...]

It does seem rather... personal.

[fierybluebird]

If you don't want to say it out loud, you don't have to.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

[a chuckle.]

Even if I wanted to, I don't know if I could.

[fierybluebird]

Oh? Now you have me extra curious.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

It's not that interesting, really. I don't think I have anything defines me. Not anymore.

A purpose is something I'll have to keep searching for, I suppose.

[fierybluebird]

You don't have a goal or dream?

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Not a clearly defined one, but...

To keep my friends safe, perhaps?

[fierybluebird]

That's what mine is, eh.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Really?

[fierybluebird]

Yup. Pretty much always has been. My Pops wanted a huge family, I just wanted to keep them safe.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

It's a good goal to have...

[fierybluebird]

Heh, I personally think so, even if I'm entirely biased.

Are you any of your friends here?

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

... While we didn't consider ourselves friends at home, I'd like to think we are now. Or acquaintances, at least.

I've mostly made new ones here.

[fierybluebird]

Both sound pretty good at least.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Yes... It is nice.

[fierybluebird]

One of the advantages to this place, eh?

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes. You can certainly learn quite a bit.

[fierybluebird]

Ah, really? I guess I haven't been here long enough for that. How long have you been here?

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

About a year and five months.

[fierybluebird]

Goodness, that is quite some time.

At least it came in useful, eh.

[whiteduplicity.livejournal.com]

Maybe. But there are some things you'd rather not know.