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（ hmTM ）
Then I misunderstood you. I was speaking generally, given our past experiences of each other. I had a sound idea of your strength the first time you entered my dreams.
（ however... ）
There is a clan of individuals in my world who specialize in this form of communication. I worked with one for a time.
（ a yamanaka woman, a veteran of the third war whose name he had not troubled himself to know. no one in anbu addressed each other thusly when in combat, and he had never seen her outside of it. ）
Then I misunderstood you. I was speaking generally, given our past experiences of each other. I had a sound idea of your strength the first time you entered my dreams.
（ however... ）
There is a clan of individuals in my world who specialize in this form of communication. I worked with one for a time.
（ a yamanaka woman, a veteran of the third war whose name he had not troubled himself to know. no one in anbu addressed each other thusly when in combat, and he had never seen her outside of it. ）
What little you've spoken of the way your world works...the number of conflicts... It seems as though lines are drawn pretty starkly between these clans.
Or was that wrong? Was it...the wealthy against the laborers? [you got some bougie friends, Itachi?]
Or was that wrong? Was it...the wealthy against the laborers? [you got some bougie friends, Itachi?]
No. It seems I have given you an incomplete impression.
（ mostly bc he is a filthy liar of omission, oop. ）
Villages are comprised of many clans. The one I spoke of is loyal to Konoha, as mine is.
（ he is lucky that this conversation has gone on now for some time, it has given him a better gauge of the bulwark needed to keep his emotions from bleeding through. and it has also made him a more capable liar in this realm — there is no indication that his clan's loyalty was ever in question, nor his own feelings towards them. ）
（ mostly bc he is a filthy liar of omission, oop. ）
Villages are comprised of many clans. The one I spoke of is loyal to Konoha, as mine is.
（ he is lucky that this conversation has gone on now for some time, it has given him a better gauge of the bulwark needed to keep his emotions from bleeding through. and it has also made him a more capable liar in this realm — there is no indication that his clan's loyalty was ever in question, nor his own feelings towards them. ）
[there's the mental approximation of a huh as that reframes his own picture of things.]
So despite the differences one clan may have from another...they coexist in one place?
[...]
That isn't so strange, given where we are. I wonder how long I will be surprised to learn it's true elsewhere...?
So despite the differences one clan may have from another...they coexist in one place?
[...]
That isn't so strange, given where we are. I wonder how long I will be surprised to learn it's true elsewhere...?
[ Glancing down at that hand, and he doesn't pull away from it, nor does the action cause anything bad to blossom within him. But it still causes a little shift - maybe more an odd bewilderment than something uncomfortable. A touch awkward, but accepted and even ... enjoyed? He's sitting on the same bed as a nice cute guy he's PRETTY soft for and just made cry in a good way and that's not lost on him here with the way his mind tends to over-think everything. And look, he danced with Sabriel earlier today and immediately made it Weird when he absolutely did not have to, he's just like this. But this is fine, don't make it weird Yzak, don't make it weird. ]
Well ... I'd hope you wouldn't need too many of those. But obviously you can just ask if you need any more in the future.
Well ... I'd hope you wouldn't need too many of those. But obviously you can just ask if you need any more in the future.
Yes. It is our duty to put our loyalty to our village and country above whatever interpersonal relationships our clans may have with one another. My village was founded by two clans that had warred for decades, and set it aside in the name of peace.
（ casually not admitting one of them is his own. he has not said the name uchiha here, and will not. it is his to hold, close against his chest like the press of a knife. ）
Is your confusion that I would willingly submit to association with telepaths?
（ casually not admitting one of them is his own. he has not said the name uchiha here, and will not. it is his to hold, close against his chest like the press of a knife. ）
Is your confusion that I would willingly submit to association with telepaths?
You or...most anyone here.
It seems to be human nature to be so guarded against communication like this. Fearful, even.
Perhaps it is justified. Any power has the potential to be corrupted...but I don't know if it is corrupt at the onset.
Even so... [even so, fear of the unknown is natural. and even in knowing it...not everyone is keen to keep company with those who can perceive feelings so naturally. as though...those feelings would somehow no longer belong to them, even when they truly are.
perhaps if Blue had memories of a human life, it'd be easier to empathize, but he's been estranged for so long. it's why it was Jomy who reached out to humanity, to appeal the Mu case.]
It seems to be human nature to be so guarded against communication like this. Fearful, even.
Perhaps it is justified. Any power has the potential to be corrupted...but I don't know if it is corrupt at the onset.
Even so... [even so, fear of the unknown is natural. and even in knowing it...not everyone is keen to keep company with those who can perceive feelings so naturally. as though...those feelings would somehow no longer belong to them, even when they truly are.
perhaps if Blue had memories of a human life, it'd be easier to empathize, but he's been estranged for so long. it's why it was Jomy who reached out to humanity, to appeal the Mu case.]
[it's easy to detect the little buzz of mixed reaction that a simple touch causes. it gives Blue pause, because he's more apt to recoil and apologize for causing a disturbance to keep the peace, but...well. he considers how such intentions went the first time he tried to diffuse the situation back in Braccia.
circumstances are as such that there's no need to be hasty, right?]
Likewise. If you're worried about something...I don't mind to listen. Your thoughts don't bother me. [cause look. Yzak, you got a busy mind? but Newt...]
circumstances are as such that there's no need to be hasty, right?]
Likewise. If you're worried about something...I don't mind to listen. Your thoughts don't bother me. [cause look. Yzak, you got a busy mind? but Newt...]
A human's mind is their only true refuge.
To have that stripped away, to know that your autonomy and privacy hinges on the goodwill of one that can crush you in an instant...
（ if blue were to think he is speaking from a place of fear — let him disabuse you of the notion. he is the thing that claws into people's minds. he is the knife that takes them apart, that peels back skin and muscle and bone until he is in the marrow of a person. the one who stands at the shores of a black river and holds their head beneath the water as seconds tick by, controlled more by him than by the inexorability of time.
he is the monster. so no — there is no fear, but there is something like darkness that washes against his thoughts like the first rolling wave of a coming fog. ）
There is no comfort or relief in being known against one's will, only fear.
To have that stripped away, to know that your autonomy and privacy hinges on the goodwill of one that can crush you in an instant...
（ if blue were to think he is speaking from a place of fear — let him disabuse you of the notion. he is the thing that claws into people's minds. he is the knife that takes them apart, that peels back skin and muscle and bone until he is in the marrow of a person. the one who stands at the shores of a black river and holds their head beneath the water as seconds tick by, controlled more by him than by the inexorability of time.
he is the monster. so no — there is no fear, but there is something like darkness that washes against his thoughts like the first rolling wave of a coming fog. ）
There is no comfort or relief in being known against one's will, only fear.
[even if fear isn't what's radiating from that darkness, Blue can't help but wonder if it's there all the same. you can only speak to what you know of, after all.
against one's will...]
That really is...how it began. [...] I understand what you're saying.
against one's will...]
That really is...how it began. [...] I understand what you're saying.
（ his fears were simpler things. fear for sasuke. fear that he may not live long enough to be of benefit to his brother's continued existence. fear that danzō, no longer held in check by sarutobi hiruzen, would renege on the deal that saw the uchiha buried in a mass grave. he was always afraid of something, but he cannot recall the last time he felt it for himself. sorrow and grief were the strangling vines of his emotions, oceans so deep there was nothing left beneath their crushing weight that could survive the pressure. together they are a bleak, yawning, endless thing that stretches out beneath a sun that gives no heat to the world, and precious little light.
he was not afraid of battle, of the possibility of being understood as a spy, of being tortured or taken apart. he knew there was only one fight in his life he would ever lose — a matter of will more than skill or talent. he would not have allowed himself to fail before sasuke killed him. ）
For what it is worth, I appreciate that you have attempted to curtail your abilities around me.
he was not afraid of battle, of the possibility of being understood as a spy, of being tortured or taken apart. he knew there was only one fight in his life he would ever lose — a matter of will more than skill or talent. he would not have allowed himself to fail before sasuke killed him. ）
For what it is worth, I appreciate that you have attempted to curtail your abilities around me.
It is unusual
（ that thought goes amorphous, unfinished. it is unusual for him, he means. to bond, to connect, to crave. there is a part of him, one that is lost and has been so for many years, that is desperate for blue's gentleness even as he holds him at arm's length, well aware of how deeply undeserving of it he truly is. it is... a curious dichotomy within himself — one that has never before required redress. he is self-aware enough to know of its existence, and simultaneously entirely willing to turn a blind eye to the position it has put him in, to the fact that he is using blue to grasp at old feelings. it is almost an act of sacrifice, slitting someone's throat just to be warmed by the blood. the altar is his own anguish, lived-in and meteoric. ）
（ that thought goes amorphous, unfinished. it is unusual for him, he means. to bond, to connect, to crave. there is a part of him, one that is lost and has been so for many years, that is desperate for blue's gentleness even as he holds him at arm's length, well aware of how deeply undeserving of it he truly is. it is... a curious dichotomy within himself — one that has never before required redress. he is self-aware enough to know of its existence, and simultaneously entirely willing to turn a blind eye to the position it has put him in, to the fact that he is using blue to grasp at old feelings. it is almost an act of sacrifice, slitting someone's throat just to be warmed by the blood. the altar is his own anguish, lived-in and meteoric. ）
[ No need at all. Especially since at his core, Yzak actually likes this kind of thing (and desperately needs it). He's just overly guarded about it not only because his brain is still pretty unhealthily rooted in duty he doesn't really want to have, but as a result of that he tries way too hard and goes overboard to avoid accidentally falling face first into feelings.
Your thoughts don't bother me. As intense as loud and occasionally bad and weird and reactive as they can be. He knows this deep down despite Blue's reassurance, because he wouldn't be sitting where he is now if it were any other way. Still, it's nice to hear. He likes it when others want to be near him, want to actually know him, aren't bothered by him or the shit always swirling around in his brain. ]
Good to know. [ The response is short, but clearly appreciated.
After he says that he tilts his head, gazing straight at him. ]
You're one to say something like that, though! You'll hear and feel everything, anyway. [ No ire or anything there (just a vulnerability, but in this moment it isn't a negative sort), because after that he says: ]
But don't forget, I can't read minds or anything! So ... if you're offering something like that, I hope you're aware that you can - and perhaps are willing to do the same.
Your thoughts don't bother me. As intense as loud and occasionally bad and weird and reactive as they can be. He knows this deep down despite Blue's reassurance, because he wouldn't be sitting where he is now if it were any other way. Still, it's nice to hear. He likes it when others want to be near him, want to actually know him, aren't bothered by him or the shit always swirling around in his brain. ]
Good to know. [ The response is short, but clearly appreciated.
After he says that he tilts his head, gazing straight at him. ]
You're one to say something like that, though! You'll hear and feel everything, anyway. [ No ire or anything there (just a vulnerability, but in this moment it isn't a negative sort), because after that he says: ]
But don't forget, I can't read minds or anything! So ... if you're offering something like that, I hope you're aware that you can - and perhaps are willing to do the same.
[Blue's mouth tugs in a faint smirk.]
True... I have to remember to speak to them, don't I. [his eyes crinkle a bit.] Even if I already know...they would fluster you.
[because admittedly, spending so much time around James and Finn has gotten him into the practice of perceiving people more physically than psychically - forms as features, not just function. that said...Yzak's one of the fairer-looking ones. coupled with the little, bubbling moments of delight at the prolonged company makes him very endearing.]
I won't even ask if you're prepared for that...because I believe the answer would be rather emphatic.
True... I have to remember to speak to them, don't I. [his eyes crinkle a bit.] Even if I already know...they would fluster you.
[because admittedly, spending so much time around James and Finn has gotten him into the practice of perceiving people more physically than psychically - forms as features, not just function. that said...Yzak's one of the fairer-looking ones. coupled with the little, bubbling moments of delight at the prolonged company makes him very endearing.]
I won't even ask if you're prepared for that...because I believe the answer would be rather emphatic.
Intermingling dreams aren't new, but dreams are dreams...rarely do we remember them in whole, or entirely at times.
It was usually the children drifting in...those are the ones I remember most. They make quite an entrance and impression, wherever they go.
But since most of my life was surrounded by the same people, the same routines...I wonder if that sleeping part of me would be welcome to the change.
Humans made us their prey, after all.
It was usually the children drifting in...those are the ones I remember most. They make quite an entrance and impression, wherever they go.
But since most of my life was surrounded by the same people, the same routines...I wonder if that sleeping part of me would be welcome to the change.
Humans made us their prey, after all.
（ he can only barely fathom an inability to remember dreams. his are precise, exact. tethered to memory, all but burned there. the perfect recall of the sharingan is blessing and curse. ）
Humans fall back on cruelty when they are afraid. It is a way to feel powerful in the face of what strips them to nothing.
（ he knows blue is not unaware of that, but his natural infodumping tendencies have little filter here. ）
It may be irrelevant regardless. It is possible I am not strong enough to catch the attention of your dreaming mind.
Humans fall back on cruelty when they are afraid. It is a way to feel powerful in the face of what strips them to nothing.
（ he knows blue is not unaware of that, but his natural infodumping tendencies have little filter here. ）
It may be irrelevant regardless. It is possible I am not strong enough to catch the attention of your dreaming mind.
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