[ Gabriel takes the notes on the wall as a comforting presence. His friend is here in some way, even if he isn't. It seems more important in this building especially, but he doesn't want to think too hard about the why.
He reaches up and taps the username. ]
I don't think he knows the concept of not trying. His dumb metal head is too stubborn to even think any other way.
[ It's said fondly, even if the words aren't the kindest. ]
[ There he goes again. Vanitas sighs, but he can't help the tug of his lips as he hears that tone he's taking on. And he knows he won't deface or erase it if it's getting that kind of reaction. ]
You would think he would learn by now.
[ His expression changes to something more neutral as he turns away. Let's just lean against the wall and ignore what a big softy his travel partner is. ]
He has managed to stay alive this long.
[ And keeps coming back. Like a cockroach or something. He both resents it and is glad for it. ]
[ Gabriel raises an eyebrow at the sigh, but he doesn't ask. He doesn't need to. He just smirks back at the kid. ]
It's true. He's somehow made it farther than almost anyone else.
Maybe that's what we really have in common. We just won't stay down.
[ -and maybe that's not the best thing to say, what with all the deaths and discussions of deaths of friends lately. Stephen's back, but Billy's still not. Gabriel stares thoughtfully at the name on the wall before turning away and frowning at their environs. ]
Think I would prefer the blood shack to this. Or that building with the flesh mound. Or the pit where the shadow monsters come out of the fireplace.
His mind does skitter to Billy. Billy who keeps dying whenever he's around Vanitas. He feels some spark of anger there, but he's mostly just tired. Tired of everything that came with being attached and powerless. Turning away as he focuses on the other part of the conversation. ]
I'm partial to the tunnel with all the skulls.
[ It is a family restaurant with forbidden food. That's pretty much the worst ]
[ Gabriel snorts in amusement, even if he's not really feeling it right now. It seems like both of them are too tired to really get into joking around. That's- well, it's not fine, but it's understandable. ]
That tunnel with the skull definitely oozes ambiance, it's true. Heck, I might wanna hang out there on a regular day.
But a diner where we can't eat the food? Terrible.
[ Still, he sets his things down and starts the routine task of unpacking. He hasn't gotten far when he speaks up again. ]
Hey, did I ever tell you about the memory I recovered?
The memory talk does wind up taking precedence. He's curious, and maybe it's thanks to it being better distraction then thinking of next door to unlock or it's because it's Gabriel.
It's definitely because its Gabriel, but he's not saying that out loud. ]
[ Unfortunately, the topic itself is pretty heavy, but he wants to get this off his chest. Other people, he might hold onto it, but Vanitas deserves to know why Gabriel's weird about this place in particular. ]
The memory of my father killing my mother when I was five. [ He's mentioned that before, but he didn't go into details. ] It happened in a place like this.
So I can't say I'd be a fan, even if there was food waiting for it.
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26/12/18 21:13 (UTC)He reaches up and taps the username. ]
I don't think he knows the concept of not trying. His dumb metal head is too stubborn to even think any other way.
[ It's said fondly, even if the words aren't the kindest. ]
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26/12/18 21:52 (UTC)You would think he would learn by now.
[ His expression changes to something more neutral as he turns away. Let's just lean against the wall and ignore what a big softy his travel partner is. ]
He has managed to stay alive this long.
[ And keeps coming back. Like a cockroach or something. He both resents it and is glad for it. ]
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26/12/18 23:51 (UTC)It's true. He's somehow made it farther than almost anyone else.
Maybe that's what we really have in common. We just won't stay down.
[ -and maybe that's not the best thing to say, what with all the deaths and discussions of deaths of friends lately. Stephen's back, but Billy's still not. Gabriel stares thoughtfully at the name on the wall before turning away and frowning at their environs. ]
Think I would prefer the blood shack to this. Or that building with the flesh mound. Or the pit where the shadow monsters come out of the fireplace.
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3/1/19 22:19 (UTC)His mind does skitter to Billy. Billy who keeps dying whenever he's around Vanitas. He feels some spark of anger there, but he's mostly just tired. Tired of everything that came with being attached and powerless. Turning away as he focuses on the other part of the conversation. ]
I'm partial to the tunnel with all the skulls.
[ It is a family restaurant with forbidden food. That's pretty much the worst ]
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7/1/19 20:01 (UTC)That tunnel with the skull definitely oozes ambiance, it's true. Heck, I might wanna hang out there on a regular day.
But a diner where we can't eat the food? Terrible.
[ Still, he sets his things down and starts the routine task of unpacking. He hasn't gotten far when he speaks up again. ]
Hey, did I ever tell you about the memory I recovered?
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27/2/19 00:39 (UTC)The memory talk does wind up taking precedence. He's curious, and maybe it's thanks to it being better distraction then thinking of next door to unlock or it's because it's Gabriel.
It's definitely because its Gabriel, but he's not saying that out loud. ]
What memory?
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10/3/19 19:11 (UTC)The memory of my father killing my mother when I was five. [ He's mentioned that before, but he didn't go into details. ] It happened in a place like this.
So I can't say I'd be a fan, even if there was food waiting for it.