[lmao yeah he is. Delightful. He loves existing to cause problems.
He shakes his head, taking another drink.]
At least they figured out that it would be more beneficial to try and kill me on Thursday.
["do it right so you can actually get bonuses from the avatars you idiots" he did not say, because that would've been extremely stupid. No one needs to know he had three tricks up his sleeve the whole time.]
Morals until they don't. [... they sigh, and push back their hood. pride is... a dude! his gold eyes are catlike, a slit pupil. he has long, pointy ears, dark circles around his eyes, and fangs that poke out from his mouth. but the most important thing to note is the thorn crown made of pure gold around his head. it seems to be growing in and out of his skull, and digs in painfully here and there.
[For some reason this icon only shows up in gmail which is very funny to me. ROYCE IS HIDING.
There's surprise on his face that matches his emotions; mostly because he was never going to ask for this, and of all the avatars, Pride seemed least likely to be inclined to reveal himself. He stares for a second, mostly at the crown, and he can't hide the swell of curiosity--but he doesn't say anything about it, for now.]
I know. [God. There's a tinge of regret, followed by a spark of annoyance, mostly at himself for being stupid enough to care. But truly, how different all this would've been if Mahito hadn't been killed. Childe's ability to cause trouble doesn't hold a candle to his.] I didn't have the heart to point out to her that it was always going to end up this way.
[The people here don't look kindly on ambition. But lying about the motive was never really going to be an option, after Molly's item was used.]
Still, she bought me a few days. If I can get one more good fight out of all of this, that'll be enough.
[Agreement--but uncertainty, too. Survival is the first rule, of course, but it's been so long since that was his primary concern; it's difficult to look away from his goals, now. For all his easy acceptance of his fate, part of that is simply because it hasn't quite sunken in yet. There's a difference between knowing you're not infallible, and looking death in the eyes for the second time.]
I know. [IT'S CALLED HAVING A CONVERSATION ROYCE GOSH. His sharp gaze flicks back to the crown, and there's another flicker of curiosity, but instead he's quiet for a minute.
A part of him wants to ask "why is there a jail cell on your floor", but he's about 90% sure that the answer is going to be "idk dumbass think about it", so. Instead--]
[there are very few exceptions to the rule, but for the most part he just does not give two shits about the people here in comparison to the woman he's been in love with for like eleven years.]
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The both of you do that.
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[childe you're literally friends]
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Don't give me that. You've slept with him several times. [your FUCK ALARM, SIR.]
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[and something something trust the binch who'd stab you in the front to probably not kill you mid-bang]
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You... killed Lenore because you slept with her? [???]
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[HE DIDN'T DO EITHER OF THOSE THINGS OUT OF PASSION he just wanted to win]
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[that makes more sense.]
Well. I'm sure you're still contributing... pointswise, like this.
[they imagine this is a despair indulgence for a few people.]
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He shakes his head, taking another drink.]
At least they figured out that it would be more beneficial to try and kill me on Thursday.
["do it right so you can actually get bonuses from the avatars you idiots" he did not say, because that would've been extremely stupid. No one needs to know he had three tricks up his sleeve the whole time.]
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Morals until they don't. [... they sigh, and push back their hood. pride is... a dude! his gold eyes are catlike, a slit pupil. he has long, pointy ears, dark circles around his eyes, and fangs that poke out from his mouth. but the most important thing to note is the thorn crown made of pure gold around his head. it seems to be growing in and out of his skull, and digs in painfully here and there.
a pause.]
Lust is going to be upset.
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[For some reason this icon only shows up in gmail which is very funny to me. ROYCE IS HIDING.
There's surprise on his face that matches his emotions; mostly because he was never going to ask for this, and of all the avatars, Pride seemed least likely to be inclined to reveal himself. He stares for a second, mostly at the crown, and he can't hide the swell of curiosity--but he doesn't say anything about it, for now.]
I know. [God. There's a tinge of regret, followed by a spark of annoyance, mostly at himself for being stupid enough to care. But truly, how different all this would've been if Mahito hadn't been killed. Childe's ability to cause trouble doesn't hold a candle to his.] I didn't have the heart to point out to her that it was always going to end up this way.
[The people here don't look kindly on ambition. But lying about the motive was never really going to be an option, after Molly's item was used.]
Still, she bought me a few days. If I can get one more good fight out of all of this, that'll be enough.
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Mm. [he shifts.] She's not an idiot. She knows. I think a few more days was all she was looking for.
It's all anybody is looking for.
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[Agreement--but uncertainty, too. Survival is the first rule, of course, but it's been so long since that was his primary concern; it's difficult to look away from his goals, now. For all his easy acceptance of his fate, part of that is simply because it hasn't quite sunken in yet. There's a difference between knowing you're not infallible, and looking death in the eyes for the second time.]
...What's your name?
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he blinks.]
... Royce. [he's too surprised to not give it. it's strange, almost, to even... want to.]
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But Childe accepts it with a nod of acknowledgment.]
It's good to meet you properly.
[He means that, too.]
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Yes. [nice response, idiot]
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Childe can't stop a quiet laugh, lifting his glass to his lips again.]
Were you expecting a different reaction?
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I don't know what I was expecting.
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How many people have asked to see your face?
[He's guessing a lot, because everyone here is rude.]
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The more aggressive ones will never see it.
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That's a fair rule. All of the Fatui wear masks.
[Childe's is in his hair, but like. He puts it on sometimes. When he's in Phase 2 of villain mode.]
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[shut up, edgelord]
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A part of him wants to ask "why is there a jail cell on your floor", but he's about 90% sure that the answer is going to be "idk dumbass think about it", so. Instead--]
You didn't strike me as the type to prefer roses.
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I didn't, until I met my wife.
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"Not for anyone here", right?
[Their loyalties are stronger than this place, it seems. No wonder they get along.]
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[there are very few exceptions to the rule, but for the most part he just does not give two shits about the people here in comparison to the woman he's been in love with for like eleven years.]
She's more important to me than anything else.
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