[the door closes and Blue moves slowly back to his bed, sitting down before reaching his hands out to accept the stocking first, to set that on his lap before taking the glass and putting that on the table beside the books.]
This is related to their...announcement of festivities?
Yes. A festival they seem to be calling 'Christmas'. I believe it's to celebrate the birth of a man named Saint Nicholas? He seems to be an important Earth-based figure.
（ it absolutely the fuck is not, but that's how confusing this whole nonsense rigmarole is. ）
[look, that makes about as much sense as the holiday about dressing up as a sexy clown to keep spooky spirits away. especially when 90pct of the crew here are sexy clowns in general.
while looking down at the glass and its...eggy color:] I wonder...if it's really so common...the way the other holiday was to so many months before.
（ why are you asking him, the only other person as socially awkward and ignorant of earth as yourself, blue!! ）
I cannot say. There is a festival in my country near this time, and it has become customary in recent years to exchange gifts — but its original purpose was to honour the spirits of your ancestors.
[traditions. customs. ritual. humans are drawn to such things, aren't they? yet in his universe, the machines have seen fit to strip humanity's psyche down to base components, to make complicit cogs in a never-ending machine coddled in creature comforts...
things like this are not only alien to Mu, but the humanity Mu were born from, and Blue wishes both could bear witness to it, even in these small fashions.
with that melancholy thought in mind, Blue brings the glass to his lips and has a sip...
and his expression scrunches at the flavor. oh wow...
( his expression is so very out of place on blue's mien that itachi can't help himself — he laughs. it isn't anything especially loud or overt, more a brief exhale of amusement, there and gone, but it's something.)
You don't need to drink it if you find it distasteful.
( he reclaims the glass without complaint. the eggnog is rather too rich for his tastes to drink in any large amount, but he is unaccustomed to allowing things to go to waste, and has certainly drank worse than this. )
[while Itachi sees to that (and, perhaps, sits???), Blue looks to the stocking in his lap. it has his name on it...peculiar, but perhaps not that surprising in the long run.
he withdraws a small bag of plain-looking crackers or cookies - familiar in make to what Peter had been up to months prior, but not glittering with the amount of sugar those had been loaded with.]
How generous... Did...everyone receive such things?
( yes, god, he'll take a seat. he ends up in one of the armchairs, possessed of the ease of a king atop a throne. )
Yes. They seem to have taken especial care to ensure everyone aboard the Ximilia received something for this holiday of theirs. Mine was nail polish.
( someone seems to have noticed his was chipped. it was oddly thoughtful, if discomfitting that someone seems to have paid him mind enough to notice. )
( it would be easier, he thinks, if they were not kind at all. he has long accepted that it may be necessary to kill them, but things like this — little gestures, kind words — wear on a mind already rife with guilt and old sorrows.
he is so very tired of fighting, of slitting throats in the dark, of having violence be the only option one can reach for. a little of that weariness bleeds through the proximity with blue — put away as soon as he's aware of it. )
It is interesting to engage with a world so dissimilar to my own.
[perhaps that awareness comes when Blue's eyes lift and linger on Itachi in that way that shows he's looking at him - but not at his physical features. at least, not after that fleeting glance to his fingers. nail polish, huh?]
Are there things...you would wish to take back with you? Should you return.
[for a while, he's wondered if those things will go with them, or if power will simply see fit to grant their wish and nothing more. fickle conditions...seem to suit the nature of their circumstances.
what little of their circumstances they truly understand, and what even littler they know of the orbs...]
[Blue's mouth pulls a bit. he doesn't doubt Itachi's words, just...their truth. not that Itachi's lying, but rather...it seems a bit much to assume he'll be unchanged by these things.
he imagines if he were so fortunate as to see his Mu people again, if what he'd undone was the right thing to do...he could also come back of dreams of a place where humans saw Mu as something other than monsters.
he closes his eyes, running his fingers across the stocking in his lap.]
I think...were I ever to see that world again...there'd be no way to keep such things...from changing so much of me. [his mouth tugs.] Even after three hundred years...someone can still change in ways.
（ he glances at blue perhaps a little more intently. three hundred years. it isn't impossible, given what he knows of madara, and what orochimaru's attempts at immortality. especially as he knows very little of the mu beyond the fact that they are a telepathic race that is subject to eradication. ）
The implication being that I should not expect to remain unchanged as well?
Meeting you has not impacted how I will deal with telepaths in the future, or other Mu, except to know the threat they pose. I would not say that is necessarily a change.
I wish to... [there's a very definitive but in there.] I took some time...projecting. Watching. At least in that way, I can be around others without my body...becoming an issue.
（ there is a long moment, and he rubs at a droplet of condensation dripping down the festive glass. then: ）
If you require energy, I will supply it.
（ it is not a selfless offer — humans use festivals as a time of togetherness. blue has strong bonds here, but they can always be stronger. it's to both of their benefits for him to be shown making an effort to mingle. ）
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This is related to their...announcement of festivities?
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（ it absolutely the fuck is not, but that's how confusing this whole nonsense rigmarole is. ）
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especially when 90pct of the crew here are sexy clowns in general.while looking down at the glass and its...eggy color:] I wonder...if it's really so common...the way the other holiday was to so many months before.
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I cannot say. There is a festival in my country near this time, and it has become customary in recent years to exchange gifts — but its original purpose was to honour the spirits of your ancestors.
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things like this are not only alien to Mu, but the humanity Mu were born from, and Blue wishes both could bear witness to it, even in these small fashions.
with that melancholy thought in mind, Blue brings the glass to his lips and has a sip...
and his expression scrunches at the flavor. oh wow...
...ew...]
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You don't need to drink it if you find it distasteful.
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he peers over at Itachi, catching glimpse of that fleeting note of amusement. it's been noticed and notarized. perceived.]
If you like it, please... [by all means, take it.] I would hate for it...to go to waste.
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Of course.
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he withdraws a small bag of plain-looking crackers or cookies - familiar in make to what Peter had been up to months prior, but not glittering with the amount of sugar those had been loaded with.]
How generous... Did...everyone receive such things?
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Yes. They seem to have taken especial care to ensure everyone aboard the Ximilia received something for this holiday of theirs. Mine was nail polish.
( someone seems to have noticed his was chipped. it was oddly thoughtful, if discomfitting that someone seems to have paid him mind enough to notice. )
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People here...they really are quite kind. Even if regret brought me here...I'm far more grateful than remorseful.
[...considering the alternative would to be dead.]
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he is so very tired of fighting, of slitting throats in the dark, of having violence be the only option one can reach for. a little of that weariness bleeds through the proximity with blue — put away as soon as he's aware of it. )
It is interesting to engage with a world so dissimilar to my own.
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Are there things...you would wish to take back with you? Should you return.
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Physical items? No.
( is he maybe being deliberately obtuse? mayhap. )
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[for a while, he's wondered if those things will go with them, or if power will simply see fit to grant their wish and nothing more. fickle conditions...seem to suit the nature of their circumstances.
what little of their circumstances they truly understand, and what even littler they know of the orbs...]
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There is no guarantee we will be able toe choose what we take. However, if I retain my memories I do not expect I will be influenced by them overmuch.
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he imagines if he were so fortunate as to see his Mu people again, if what he'd undone was the right thing to do...he could also come back of dreams of a place where humans saw Mu as something other than monsters.
he closes his eyes, running his fingers across the stocking in his lap.]
I think...were I ever to see that world again...there'd be no way to keep such things...from changing so much of me. [his mouth tugs.] Even after three hundred years...someone can still change in ways.
smh not letting me fix that terrible typo
The implication being that I should not expect to remain unchanged as well?
（ his tone is faintly amused. ）
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You've already changed. You never...dealt with a Mu before, did you?
hahaha...
（ he sounds perhaps a bit dry. ）
Meeting you has not impacted how I will deal with telepaths in the future, or other Mu, except to know the threat they pose. I would not say that is necessarily a change.
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but the shinobi seems pretty adamant to keep his view uncontested, so Blue just shakes his head and lets him keep it.]
As you say, then.
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he could continue discussing the matter — he enjoys debate, for all that he hasn't had much opportunity in the last decade to indulge — but instead: ）
Are you up to seeing the others?
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If you require energy, I will supply it.
（ it is not a selfless offer — humans use festivals as a time of togetherness. blue has strong bonds here, but they can always be stronger. it's to both of their benefits for him to be shown making an effort to mingle. ）
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I would greatly appreciate it, actually.
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