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[connivingbird]

Posted: May 25
From: Fortuna

Humans are irritating
Most of you are irritating
Most of these prayers are irritating
Explain to me again why I must bother with this ridiculous cycle of answering these ridiculous requests only to have the very same people ask for more

I almost regret siding with you idiots in the first place.

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[revolutionfalcon]

[That's...not as much of a surprise as Shun expected it to be, after the initial moment to think on it. After all, from what he's seen of Ankh so far, it would take someone remarkable to have their disappearance even do this much to him.

There's a more bitter element to his lack of outward surprise, too, and he lets out a slight sigh as a mournful note crosses his face.]

Those kinds of people seem to find their way here easily. [After a moment to weigh how much he intends to share, he elaborates.] He was never bound to me, but the person who tied me to my morals as best he could when I was ready to throw away everything is a shinki here as well. It's impossible not to think about what it was that brought them here in the end.

[connivingbird]

That's because they're idiots.

[The flare of temper from him only lasted a moment and he just curled up again, as if trying to protect a hurt. Before Shingo, before Eiji, before Hina, Ankh never had these weird sensations. Like all Greeed, he was built with the world muted against him. But they left pieces of themselves in him. Shingo having been his host, Eiji and Hina because they held his Cores, pieces of them rubbed off, and he could feel things, even if it was still muted. And he wasn't sure how to deal with it.

After a moment, he straightened and concentrated. There was the sound of coins shifting and forced up out of his hand was a red medal. It glowed slightly, almost pulsating like a heartbeat. It also had been cracked, a long line of melted reddish material crossing over the stylized hawk. Someone had spent a lot of time putting it back together, thin threads of gold and silver binding the two halves together.]

He spent years of the life given to him to heal me. Because he felt I was his friend and no other reason. I told him he was an idiot and yet all he said was that he wanted to give me his hand one last time.

[Ankh adsorbed the Medal back and straightened, tilting his head and looking at Shun.] What will you do if your idiot ends up disappearing?

[revolutionfalcon]

[In another situation, Shun might be more ready to take offense on Yuto's behalf at that remark, because even if he'd be ready to call Yuto an idiot himself on occasion for the kinds of things he does, hearing it from someone else is different. But with an outburst like that and in a conversation like this, Shun figures that it'd be disingenuous at best to derail things with something like that, especially when the focus here is more on Ankh's own lost friend.

As the strange medal comes into view, Shun only watches, raising his eyebrow slightly at the rustle of coins as it rises from that hand. Despite knowing Ankh is a shapeshifter and not human to begin with, it's still a little odd seeing things like that with his own eyes. The crack, though, is obvious, and as Ankh explains, Shun focuses on that sight until the medal vanishes again, and he lets out a hard breath.]

That's what friends like that do. They'll give their lives if they think it'll save someone, especially someone close, like it won't hurt just as much knowing they had to give their life or part of it for you to live. [He can't be too critical of that attitude, because he's at least come very close to it himself, but it still hurts to think about in the context of knowing someone is at least close to death because of something unknown.

As for his own matter...Shun grits his teeth slightly, a pained snarl flickering over his face, but it settles momentarily into something more morose.]

I've lost him once before, or I thought I had. I carried on then, even though I thought I was alone, and I'll do it again now that I know I'm not as well. It's never easy losing someone, but I've lost too many by now to let just that stop me in my tracks.

If there turns out to be someone to blame for the disappearances, then I'll take it out of their hide. If there isn't, then I'll keep trying to get to the bottom of all this like he would've wanted.