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technical boy ([personal profile] twatter) wrote2027-08-09 07:10 pm

IC CONTACT



TEXT ME.
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[personal profile] swordofzero 2022-04-24 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a long story." They are still walking, through the blood strewn streets of hellburbia. It's almost a fitting backdrop.

"Britannia invaded Japan eight years ago. When they conquered a territory they stripped it of its name, giving it a number instead. Japan became Area Eleven. The people were 'elevens'. There was a route to citizenship though, people could become 'Honoury' Britannians." It's weird explaining this. It's such a basic fact of life in his world that explaining this history was as weird as if he were trying to explain the concept of weather.

"One of the ways to do that was to join the army and I did that. It wasn't so much that I wanted citizenship but... I wanted to change things. Make them better. I thought I could do that, from the inside. If I worked my way through their system, rose through their ranks then they would..."

It hadn't worked, it had been stupid and he knows that now. But he had once held it so highly, that the end never justified the end, that to change things it had to be from within. "So it was my choice, to become a soldier. Being a knight... I was the first. The first eleven... Japanese person, the first number at all to become a Britannian Knight."

Something that had not been met with enthusiasm by the Britannian elite.
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[personal profile] swordofzero 2022-05-03 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
He looked at him when his shoulder was touched and then bowed his head. He's not quite smiling, he rarely does but his eyes lighten.

He's not sure he believes Tech. He wants to. But then again should he? If he was given a choice could he walk away from his world?

Be a person he wanted to be. But that was against everything he had promised. His hopes, his desires, sacrificed for the world. Forever. That was the deal.

A deal that had been interrupted by him being here. Who knew if they could even escape?

So he just nodded. "You sound like you know what you are talking about."

He did. And he didn't want to stomp on that enthusiasm, that lightness, that hope.