[Folding his arms because frankly, talking about role shit is much easier than swallowing the failure of his death, ha ha]
Just couldn't say shit -- that was the number 1 rule of having a role. No matter how much you wanted to tell other people, you had to keep it to yourself unless you knew for certain someone else had a role.
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So that's why my job was necessary. I had to gather all the bastards who had roles so we could coordinate.
[ he hums, crossing his arms. It's hard to decide how to feel about this, since Sanji was ostensibly trying to coordinate killings - but, ultimately, Sanji wasn't responsible for his death. Or he has to assume he wasn't. ]
Nope. Not a shitty clue. I was planning on checking out Wei Wuxian the week I got my ass killed, but ended up looking over Flayn-chan instead.
[It's hilarious in retrospect. Sanji was going to find a killer that week no matter what, even if he didn't realize it.]
And honestly? They probably chose you because they wanted to target someone they thought wouldn't be as missed by the group, and like hell they were gonna chose the people they cared about.
[... It's very, very harsh assessment, but one Sanji gives neutrally. Because that's the criteria he used when plotting his own kills. He eliminated children out of morality, women because he's biased, and his friends because he's selfish. So he sure as hell ain't gonna sweet-talk the moral high ground here.]
Don't take my word for it. You're gonna have to ask them to know the reason.
[ maybe it's harsh to the average person, but Hikage doesn't even flinch. It's the truth - he knows it's the truth. Even before all of this happened, the world-hopping and his memories returning, he'd always been acutely aware of exactly how he fits into any crowd. He's unkind, not particularly strong, and difficult to get along with. Of course he's a natural target.
Still. Now there's a part of him that wonders why it had to be him and not someone else weak and unfriendly. ]
... I guess a more complex reason was too much to hope for. [ frustrated sigh. ] What a pointless death.
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[Folding his arms because frankly, talking about role shit is much easier than swallowing the failure of his death, ha ha]
Just couldn't say shit -- that was the number 1 rule of having a role. No matter how much you wanted to tell other people, you had to keep it to yourself unless you knew for certain someone else had a role.
[...]
So that's why my job was necessary. I had to gather all the bastards who had roles so we could coordinate.
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Did you know about them? Beau and the other one.
[ who is wei wuxian ]
I want to know why they chose me.
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[It's hilarious in retrospect. Sanji was going to find a killer that week no matter what, even if he didn't realize it.]
And honestly? They probably chose you because they wanted to target someone they thought wouldn't be as missed by the group, and like hell they were gonna chose the people they cared about.
[... It's very, very harsh assessment, but one Sanji gives neutrally. Because that's the criteria he used when plotting his own kills. He eliminated children out of morality, women because he's biased, and his friends because he's selfish. So he sure as hell ain't gonna sweet-talk the moral high ground here.]
Don't take my word for it. You're gonna have to ask them to know the reason.
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Still. Now there's a part of him that wonders why it had to be him and not someone else weak and unfriendly. ]
... I guess a more complex reason was too much to hope for. [ frustrated sigh. ] What a pointless death.