( indifference could be and a balm and a bane. oh, to loose the iron grasp he keeps on his hatred — to allow it to drift away in the wind and free himself to sink happily into oblivion! oh, to allow that anger and fury to be weathered away by time and familiarity, smoothed over and dulled into the unsightly shape of complacency. it's not as though either option were impossible for makoto, but he refuses to acknowledge that. he can only allow himself to be a singularly-focused entity, a construct of indignation and its natural path to revenge, or else he would fall apart. because there was nothing else to the demon known as "m," and there was precious little left of the human who had once been known as tachibana makoto; what few fragments remained wouldn't be enough to keep him held together.
tomoe gives up the ghost of ire, but makoto picks up its trailing edge. for some reason, there's something in his response that rankles at him. it causes him to curl, to bristle, to seethe —
does that mean I, too, was left behind?
no. he won't believe it. he can't.
so he does what any foolish, hurt child might: he lashes out. he whirls on the presence of this stranger, looming before him in this place where thought and feeling presided over matter. the tension in his throat super-heats his words into magma; they drip from his teeth like venom as his lips peel back for him to reply, )
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tomoe gives up the ghost of ire, but makoto picks up its trailing edge. for some reason, there's something in his response that rankles at him. it causes him to curl, to bristle, to seethe —
does that mean I, too, was left behind?
no. he won't believe it. he can't.
so he does what any foolish, hurt child might: he lashes out. he whirls on the presence of this stranger, looming before him in this place where thought and feeling presided over matter. the tension in his throat super-heats his words into magma; they drip from his teeth like venom as his lips peel back for him to reply, )
You let yourself get left behind.
( with the implication being: I wouldn't. )