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[fionnuisce]

[After his response to Ruana, the almost disturbingly composed Waver with his mercury maid behind him decided to address the network himself.]

I'll make this clear: I don't give a flying multiverse-traveling fuck how real or fake it is, I will give damn near anything for a cigarette right now.

[Either he'd gone completely insane or just snapped into harsh sarcasm and irritation as a defense mechanism.]

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[fionnuisce]

I hope you're not too upset with me. I mean, associating with someone with such a morally questionable perspective? I'd be surprised if you could deal with it easily.

[oathshackledbird]

Back when I first lived, you would have been right, but now that I have seen so much and had to deal with Kayn-- with him, it's different.

[Diarmuid refuses to refer to Kayneth as his master anymore, even in the past tense, but it can still be hard to say the man's name at times.]

I may not choose such a path for myself, but I can see why others chose to walk it and that they walk it for different reasons. A great many do it to be malicious, but not all do. Some do it so that they can help those who would be hurt by the others who walk the same path.

[fionnuisce]

...I'm not like him. Sure, I'm kind of a jerk when it comes to things like this, but I'll never be that bad. I don't have much of a choice in the matter--it's either play by their rules and do it well or never get anywhere at all.

[oathshackledbird]

Of course, you aren't like him! What are you thinking?

[Diarmuid reaches out and gently tugs on a strand of Waver's hair.]

I know full well how much you have had to change because of what you are doing. Thankfully, unlike the rest of them, you have refused to give up that part of you that is you deep down. That is why you will never be as bad as most of them are.

[fionnuisce]

Ow--! What do you think you're doing?! [He lightly swatted Diarmuid's hand away from his hair, mockingly annoyed.]

I still don't think you're right, but there's really just no winning an argument with you.

[oathshackledbird]

Returning the favor?

[Diarmuid teasingly reaches toward Waver's hair again, but doesn't actually pull on it.]

Am I really such a terrifyingly able arguer? Or are you just being lazy?

[fionnuisce]

You're just incredibly stubborn--and leave my hair alone, will you?!

[oathshackledbird]

And you are terribly sensitive about your hair.

[Diarmuid grins widely.]

Why is that?

[fionnuisce]

Wh-what're you up to now?!

[oathshackledbird]

What makes you think I am up to anything?

[Diarmuid crosses his arms over his chest and gives Waver an amused look.]

I just asked a simple question.

[fionnuisce]

Why shouldn't I be?

[oathshackledbird]

[He can't help but laugh at that reaction.]

Ah...with as much as I tease you I can't I can't argue that. You win. But for once I'm not planning anything. Does that make you feel better?

[fionnuisce]

No, because I'm sure you will be up to something eventually.

[oathshackledbird]

Mmmm...is it a good or bad thing that you think that?

[He winks at Waver.]

I'm not entirely sure...

[fionnuisce]

[Waver turned a slight shade of red, but seemed determined to keep a somewhat disapproving frown on his face.]

I guess I'd rather have a troublemaker than someone who could bore me to death.

[oathshackledbird]

I would tell you to blame my brother for turning me into a troublemaker, but I think Oscar probably was well on his way to doing it long before I met Cu Chulainn. It was a dreadfully slow process, but he was determined to see me learn to 'have fun.'

[fionnuisce]

How difficult it must be, for you to constantly have one terrible influence or another.

[oathshackledbird]

Yes, it's just terrible.

[Diarmuid flashes him a grin.]

And I wouldn't give any of them up for the world.

[fionnuisce]

I can't say I would dare give up my ridiculous troublemaker either.

[oathshackledbird]

Thank you.

[There is a truly grateful look on his face.]

I am sorry for this. It... I guess it was all too much on top of everything else. No matter how hard I try, I just can't go back to how I was before the war, and I don't know if that is good or bad.

[fionnuisce]

Don't apologize. You haven't done anything wrong, you idiot. I can't go back to the way I used to be either--that doesn't mean it's some terrible thing.

[oathshackledbird]

Sorry...here I am breaking down when you are upset too.

[He suddenly seems embarrassed, but at the same time the look gives Waver is serious.]

Do you need to talk about any of this? You know I will listen.

[fionnuisce]

I just said 'don't apologize', didn't I? Does the Lancer class have E-rank hearing now? [He tugged on the usual few strands of Diarmuid's hair in less than serious annoyance, sighing.] You've got as much right to be miserable as I do.

[Waver shrugged at the question, seeming to think very little of it.] There's no incredibly pressing matter we need to discuss as far as I'm aware. Unless you had something in mind?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid smiles slightly and then shakes his head.]

No. I probably will think of something later on, but for now I am okay as I can be. I just still feel selfish when I have to take time for myself. It feel wrong, though I know that is wrong too.

[fionnuisce]

You'll get the hang of being just a little selfish eventually. I have faith in you.