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∞ 86: Awakening to the stars [action]

[He had awoken before the sun had set, in time to see Yuber attempting to write out his boredom over the journals. Just dealing with that conversation had been exhausting, and he had rested again before finally getting out of his room. And out of the house. How long had he been out and bedridden? Long enough to miss the monsters disappearing and the village being repaired, apparently.

His flowers had been pretty ravaged by the earthquake. He nudges at the broken flowers with his shoe, then ignores them in favor of the slowly blooming moonflowers on the trellises. Something familiar and yet new, after the chaotic happenings. An earthquake, John's recovery, monsters, a stab in the chest... Too much for one month.

He flexes his right gloved hand restlessly, a slight wind picking up as he looks skyward. The clouds would move in soon, and tomorrow would be overcast.

They would block out those damn stars.]

(ooc: I'm baaaaack~ ♥ Albert's AU can be found here.)

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I was referring to the mark. [A stern look.]

You're so unmotivated to do anything. Even with your situation changed, according to your memories.

And I was talking about the rune. I get the other part.

You just woke up. Literally hours ago. I'm more concerned about you than any of that.

My current state doesn't matter much; I will recover. Maintaining appearances is important.

Of course, of course. If you insist. [He shrugs slightly.] But you were still hurt, and if there's anything I can do to help you, that's what I'd like to do.

You have done more than enough. [And he's oddly sincere about that.] Your current state isn't something that you can help me with, though.

I... have? [Caesar is surprised to hear this. This conversation wasn't even close to what he had imagined it'd be. But even the slightest bit of sincerity means a lot to him, so he won't complain.] Our current state, you mean.

Your current state. Whether I am affected or not is of little consequence; I can handle my mental state. I don't want any other assistance you think you can offer. [It's the closest to an admission of doubt that he's given.]

And I can't handle mine? [Because there's totally nothing crazy about what he thinks he did.] You're not sure about any of this, either, are you?

I am sure that my brother does not act like you. [And that's one of the bigger mental blows he can use against Caesar.]

[And it works. Hearing that from his brother - his precious brother - really hurts. He isn't even sure what to say for a moment. And then he laughs quietly. Nervously.]

Don't be ridiculous.

Am I being ridiculous? Your plans are incredibly flawed. They won't bring you any closer to your brother. He will depart in disgust.

Do you think I don't know that? [He's incredibly insulted. Their stories didn't match up, and that was fine. But being talked to as if he wasn't his brother at all? Like he was a completely different person... It hurts.] He- you may depart in disgust, but you won't forget. That's the point.

The point? You should care enough about me to not leave such a negative impression. [Perhaps he should feel guilty that he didn't give Caesar the same treatment.]

[Deep down, there is a Caesar going, "Who the hell are you to make that point?"]

And let you forget all about your dear little brother? A negative impression is better than being forgotten. [He remembered being as desperate as he sounds.]

[He raises a brow, scoffing.]

...You sincerely believe that I could forget my little brother.

It's a thought that occurs to you when your older brother disappears for who knows why. [If Caesar could hit himself for saying these things, he would. Really hard.]

Disappear? Where else would I go but to Harmonia? [Most of everything he needed to live comfortably was in Harmonia. Straight out of the academy, there was nowhere else he could imagine himself going.]

Does it matter? It's not like I could go knock on your door and ask to have tea.

For someone who would go to such extremes, it seems the simplest routes eluded you. [But he's right. Why would he have made time in his schedule to meet with Caesar?]

You make it sound like I never thought of it! But it isn't that simple and you know it. Unless you'd have done things differently.

Edited 2010-08-21 08:38 (UTC)

It doesn't matter now, does it? According to you, everything has already come to pass. The consequences would have already formed.

Yeah. According to me. So don't let it keep you awake at night, okay? [Sarcasm. It wasn't just that he didn't believe him, but that he made it sound like it could have been easier. Somehow, Albert had succeeded in making him feel bad about what he thought was a brilliant plan. He sighs.]

Considering the time, I may have some trouble with that. [Sarcasm right back. This conversation was wearing on him, riding his emotions more than he would normally allow.]

Not too much, I hope. [Caesar looks down at the poor dead flowers. What a mess. That's all he can think as he stands there quietly for a few moments.]

Do you plan to stay out here much longer?

[...Finally, a change of subject. Albert is quiet as well, his face smoothing out a little as he calms.]

Until I've cleared my head.