[His turn to watch Jacopo look into the middle distance about the people they left behind.]
You only see the result before you now. As I only see the result before me. I'm sure we went through trials and tribulations to get where we are now.
But we are here.
[They persist. The most important part. Persisting.]
If you miss them... I could... potentially take you to see them. Traversing realities also means traversing time.
[The way he had worldhop because of special alien magic privileges, but did not say anything at the time because he did not understand that deeply yet. But now!]
You were the first one I made an attempt to find. I figured your feisty ire would be strong enough to pinpoint.
We are here. [ He echoes the sentiment, even though they don't know what the other has been through. ] ... Traversing realities and time, huh. You kind of did become something like a god, or a devil.
[ Jacopo had thought it was insane talk back then even though he witnessed Viktor's powers back in recovery center of Heaven. It was beyond him, incredibly, and still kind of is. Science fiction was close to witchcraft and stupid talk about fates to him, honestly... Unless it was closer to scientific than fiction. Still, the way he talks and looks at Viktor tells that he only thinks of him as a man.
He's on the last scoops of his melting ice cream. Somehow, he did not expire from the cold. It's fine. He will make a fool of himself some other time, likely soon. ]
But who wants ghosts knocking on their door? No one.
[ It seems... A lot to invade people's lives when there might not be room for him. Perhaps in Heaven he had a spot for those two months with people, but he can't say he does now. Even if they were to go back where time has barely stretched, the fear of rejection doesn't wane. What matters and what he wants is for people to lead happy lives. As much as he'd like to, he doesn't need to be there.
His eyebrows arch now, incredulous despite the smile. ]
I'm going to take offense. Just because I yelled at you a little...
[i am trying to type this but my cat keeps being annoying in the way because i think she wants me to be asleep if i'm in bed
but i refuse
The first comments makes him chuckle without any offense. He has had a bit of time to stew with his regrets and his sorrows and his frustrations, so it doesn't sting as much as it would have if Jacopo had said it to him after he new what truly would have become of this place if he hadn't been fixed.]
Who said anything about you being a ghost? A lot of people liked you.
[Unfortunately for Jacopo, of course. He smiles a bit around his spoon.]
A little...?
[HE WILL JUST SAY IT. It had not been a little. It was short! But it was not a little.]
You were one of the only ones who ever raised your voice at me in such a way. But it woke me up somewhat, at least...
Even if it stung, may Viktor of another universe know Jacopo means no ill of it as a man who had trouble doing good without doing bad. Sometimes you will stand at the summit and all below and beyond you is in ruin, then you embody your emotions that have nowhere to go and no one left to serve.
He doesn't hang his head and his mind isn't swarmed by a cloud of self-depreciating thoughts like it did before. They're there but they're dull, still ringing clear and true... Especially when no longer dressed in the voice of his younger self. Jacopo stays propped up and keeps his head high because you should own the mess you are, just you know a little less tense. ]
"A lot" is definitely an overstatement. I was an incredibly difficult and haunted person.
[ As if he isn't a difficult person now, but he does mean he was worse back then. He abandons his spoon in his empty bowl, smile growing into an impish smirk. ]
... All right, I do think I didn't yell at you quite enough considering how out of your mind you were, but it worked out. Was it a long and difficult journey?
Of course you don't need to tell me your adventures with your new magic staff.
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You only see the result before you now. As I only see the result before me. I'm sure we went through trials and tribulations to get where we are now.
But we are here.
[They persist. The most important part. Persisting.]
If you miss them... I could... potentially take you to see them. Traversing realities also means traversing time.
[The way he had worldhop because of special alien magic privileges, but did not say anything at the time because he did not understand that deeply yet. But now!]
You were the first one I made an attempt to find. I figured your feisty ire would be strong enough to pinpoint.
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[ Jacopo had thought it was insane talk back then even though he witnessed Viktor's powers back in recovery center of Heaven. It was beyond him, incredibly, and still kind of is. Science fiction was close to witchcraft and stupid talk about fates to him, honestly... Unless it was closer to scientific than fiction. Still, the way he talks and looks at Viktor tells that he only thinks of him as a man.
He's on the last scoops of his melting ice cream. Somehow, he did not expire from the cold. It's fine. He will make a fool of himself some other time, likely soon. ]
But who wants ghosts knocking on their door? No one.
[ It seems... A lot to invade people's lives when there might not be room for him. Perhaps in Heaven he had a spot for those two months with people, but he can't say he does now. Even if they were to go back where time has barely stretched, the fear of rejection doesn't wane. What matters and what he wants is for people to lead happy lives. As much as he'd like to, he doesn't need to be there.
His eyebrows arch now, incredulous despite the smile. ]
I'm going to take offense. Just because I yelled at you a little...
[ WAS IT A LITTLE???? ]
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but i refuse
The first comments makes him chuckle without any offense. He has had a bit of time to stew with his regrets and his sorrows and his frustrations, so it doesn't sting as much as it would have if Jacopo had said it to him after he new what truly would have become of this place if he hadn't been fixed.]
Who said anything about you being a ghost? A lot of people liked you.
[Unfortunately for Jacopo, of course. He smiles a bit around his spoon.]
A little...?
[HE WILL JUST SAY IT. It had not been a little. It was short! But it was not a little.]
You were one of the only ones who ever raised your voice at me in such a way. But it woke me up somewhat, at least...
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Even if it stung, may Viktor of another universe know Jacopo means no ill of it as a man who had trouble doing good without doing bad. Sometimes you will stand at the summit and all below and beyond you is in ruin, then you embody your emotions that have nowhere to go and no one left to serve.
He doesn't hang his head and his mind isn't swarmed by a cloud of self-depreciating thoughts like it did before. They're there but they're dull, still ringing clear and true... Especially when no longer dressed in the voice of his younger self. Jacopo stays propped up and keeps his head high because you should own the mess you are, just you know a little less tense. ]
"A lot" is definitely an overstatement. I was an incredibly difficult and haunted person.
[ As if he isn't a difficult person now, but he does mean he was worse back then. He abandons his spoon in his empty bowl, smile growing into an impish smirk. ]
... All right, I do think I didn't yell at you quite enough considering how out of your mind you were, but it worked out. Was it a long and difficult journey?
Of course you don't need to tell me your adventures with your new magic staff.