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Luceti Appointments Post

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This post is to be used specifically for one-on-one appointments and interactions with

concasse. o/ Probably because we're too busy/lazy to make a post or a separate log. [written], [voice/video], and [action] are all fair game - just mark the method of communication and the date in the subject line.

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[Richard pauses in his talking to wave down the bartender for another drink... on second thought, make that two drinks. He's not feeling relaxed enough yet, and this is a subject he rarely speaks about as it is.]

Back then... I truly hated the entire world that much.

[He can only guess at what Sanji must be thinking right now, and it's because of this that he doesn't dare turn his head to look at the other man.]

[Such an answer doesn't inspire much confidence in the chef, sad to say. His eyebrows knit and fleetingly, the color of his eyes darken into a stormy blue. The only thing that keeps his temper is even still, he trusts Richard enough to assume there are more underlying factors.

... Even if this doesn't change what he tried to do. After a pause, he offers a noncommittal sound and calls for another shot himself.]

I don't understand. [It isn't a plea for more information, exactly, and hopefully his tone conveys it. It's just the truth. Hating the world is one thing; following through that hate is another]

[Richard downs the first drink and sets the empty glass back down on the bar, silent for a moment as the alcohol from his previous drinks starts to kick in for real, making his head spin just slightly. But it's good now; there's that familiar warm fuzziness creeping up at the back of his mind and he can feel his entire body heating up as the alcohol begins to take effect. Somehow it's a lot easier to have discussions like this with that distraction at work.]

I was twelve years old when my uncle first tried to kill me.

[He still isn't looking at Sanji, afraid to see the look on his face. But now that he's brought this up, he can't turn back without explaining it.]

["First" implies a continuation of attempts, and considering the circumstances, Sanji can't help but shift in place with a narrowed glance. And that it was his own uncle...

He doesn't say anything, save a soft hum. He's not going to prod for more; Richard can take this at his own pace, or not at all]

[And continue Richard will thanks to the effects of the alcohol. Though his tone is matter-of-fact and resigned, there's also a note of bitterness there lurking beneath the surface.]

He desired nothing more than to have the throne for himself. However, my existence meant that he would never inherit it by natural causes, so he resorted to other methods.

... And your parents?

Did they find out about it?

My mother died when I was very young, and my father... he was being slowly poisoned by my uncle under the guise of an illness.

Aah. ["Sorry" doesn't begin to cover it. Sanji opts for silence, looking momentarily pained]

Eventually, when that didn't work... he chose to take a more direct approach.

[He inhales sharply, one hand clenching into a fist.]

He had the Royal Knights who were secretly loyal to him ambush me and my father in the throne room one morning.

... I was the only one who made it out alive.

[Mother passed away. Father murdered. Him in constant danger. Sanji can start to see where the kernels of hatred originated from]

I'm presuming your uncle didn't get away with this. [Sanji fuckin hopes not]

He didn't. I made sure of that much.

[Yet somehow he doesn't seem happy about that either. Repaying death with more death wasn't the right thing to do, no matter how angry he may have been.]

[Sanji would disagree with that, if he could hear Richard's thoughts. But he can't (and this isn't about his views, anyway), so his mind wanders to different issues.]

... It didn't bring you much shitty solace. [A raised brow; he's voicing what he sees, and what he sees his Richard looking far from happy]

[Richard gives a short, sharp, laugh, decidedly bitter this time. The only thing it accomplished was making him feel better for a little while, but once he returned to his senses, he only ended up feeling worse.]

It can't bring my father back, nor undo everything else that happened.

No...

But it did end up protecting your kingdom, didn't it? [Sure, there are other ways to handle such treachery, but Sanji's of the mind that guys like that have forfeited their right to live - or if nothing else, deserve the consequences gained by their actions]

I suppose it did.

[But right now Richard really just looks like he wants to curl up into a ball. He's made so many mistakes about so many things...]

[Hnn. Well, Sanji is in no position to tell Richard to cheer up. He settles for a weary glance. This still doesn't completely explain the whole "Destroy the world" angle, either.]

... And after that?

After that...

[He sighs, brushing his bangs out of his face as he takes a sip of his second drink. Even he really isn't sure why he's talking so much about this all of a sudden; he hates discussing it, hates even thinking about it, but somehow at the same time it feels good to get it out in the open.]

I didn't know it at the time, but the only reason I'd survived the second assassination attempt when I was younger was due to the fact that I'd been parasitized by an ancient being who was as angry at humanity as I was.

... You don't say.

[Um. Okay.]

[Hasn't his life been wonderful, Sanji?]

I thought the two of us would be able to understand each other, but it seems that the feelings that resonated the most strongly between the two of us were our anger and resentment, and the end results...

[Yeah. That part he mentioned about wanting to destroy the world? Yeeeeep.]

So let me get this straight...

A shitty parasite infected you as a kid, you two fed off each other's resentment, and I'm assuming that thing bestowed you with the power to do whatever the hell you thought was necessary.

... Until Asbel or someone stopped you.

[The plot of Tales of Graces, in a nutshell.]

[DING DING DING we have a winner!]

That's exactly what happened. That's why I owe him so much now, and for saving my life multiple times before.

Lambda - "that thing" - bestowed me with power, but at the same time he gradually took over my body and mind until I could no longer tell which thoughts were mine and which were his. For a while, the two of us truly believed that the only way to save the world and eliminate conflict was to erase humanity from it.

[Quite a few things suddenly click into place now - like Richard always referring to himself as the princess in distress rather than the knight. It's a wicked spin on the usual fairy-tale script.

He nearly asks how much damage Richard "bestowed" on the world, but at the last second, figures that's an unnecessary question, and maybe something Sanji doesn't need answered. He skips ahead, instead]

When you went back home, it was after Lambda left your body? [Hell knows how Asbel managed to pull that off]

[Really, Richard's staying remarkably calm for this discussion topic, considering just how painful it is to him-- chalk that up to the alcohol, the fourth glass of which he's currently consuming. As to how long that will last, though... well, that's anyone's guess.]

It was immediately after we'd been separated. When I returned here, six months had passed since then.

Are things at least changing for the better then?

As much as they can, though it will likely take years for Windor to pay off the debt that I've caused Strahta and Fendel.

[He just inhales, then exhales in a long sigh. It's not something he can complain about, as he was the one responsible for all of it.]

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