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fatalattraction) wrote2021-02-06 04:25 pm
fatalattraction) wrote2021-02-06 04:25 pm
( catchall ) gu yun
i need to learn more about gy before i can properly shitpost but for now the fact that i keep really wanting to call him gun yu will have to suffice
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Sweet, please! I can't stand any other kind of alcohol... but I kinda feel like I need it after today, you know?
[ and boy, will she need it, because she and gu yun are about to go down memory lane. through misa's eyes, he'll see the tall, skeletal figure relaying the story to her; through her ears, he'll notice the ethereal quality of the so-called shinigami's voice, echoing despite the room's lack of fitting acoustics; through her body, he'll feel no fear, but instead he'll find pangs of pity as she listens to the creature known as rem describe the impending death of this young girl, averted by the selfless sacrifice of a fellow god of death.
the vision ends as misa, enraptured, quietly comments, "so the one who saved me that night... was a shinigami named gelus." ]
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... when it ends, it takes him a long moment, before he slowly resumes what he was doing, reaching for a cup. ]
...So, that's why you knew about Grell. [ he doesn't sound judgemental or anything. just - processing that entire story. what a sad creature, a death god must be. gu yun isn't much of a believer in these sorts of things, but... coming to this place makes it hard not to be, and seeing the world through someone else's eyes gives a clearer picture of all the things he hasn't even begun to learn.
he pours the soju, and nudges her the glass across the bar. ]
Fate seems to bring people together from across a thousand li; that saying must apply to the gods then, too. [ gu yun observes, settling back across from her with his own cup. ]
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hm.
she doesn't respond to him verbally, not as first, but she does accept the drink he pours her. she takes a little sip and wrinkles her nose, but swallows without any other difficulty or discomfort before putting it down on the counter with a soft clink. ]
...mm. [ a beat passes as she looks down at the soju-filled cup, before she turns her attention back to him. ] So... you really saw it, too, huh?
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[ there's a gentle wryness to the tone, poking fun at himself, and a worldview that had apparently been rather closed! wow. he's not gonna become religious or anything but also, wow.
there's a moment before he speaks again, looking at his glass. ]
... You don't have to tell me anything, if you don't want to.
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It's kind of funny... I was the same way, but I couldn't really deny it once it started happening to me, you know? I guess it helps that they're not really gods, though. In fact, most shinigami seem kind of sad. That's all they do– watch the human world and wait for people to die.
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Hmmm. [ that's a good point. gu yun looks thoughtful, swirling the wine in his glass before he takes a sip of it. ] It's a bit poetic, in its sadness, isn't it? That's a terribly tragic existence to live.
[ maybe dying for grell was a new experience (?) who knows. ] Had you been with the one that was with you long?
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[ ... huh. this causes her to realize something mid-sip. ]
Wow, maybe that's why I felt so lonely after Grell-grell died? I don't think I'm used to being alone anymore...being without a shinigami.
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Perhaps. [ he's not going to say anything about them being, like, depowered, because gu yun is only a jerk like five percent of the time, and besides, it's the sentimentality of it, isn't it? having something familiar. in a way, gu yun gets it. ]
Last weekend was rather hard on you, especially, wasn't it? [ between that and kaz. ]
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Aren't all of the days we're here pretty hard on... well, everyone?
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Yes, but I'm talking about you in specific.