Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (
oathshackledbird) wrote in
animus_network2013-10-09 03:30 pm
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[Video/Action] Bittersweet the Bonds of the Heart
[Losing Mami, who he viewed as an adopted daughter, last month had been hard, but Diarmuid had worked his way through his grief by focusing on the happy times they had spent together. However, when three more people he is close to are sent home--two of which he cares for like his own children--those happy memories become a source of pain instead of a route passed the grief.
When he appears on the Network, Diarmuid looks more lost and empty than he has in a long time.]
Usually, when I address everyone, I am asking for help on a project that will benefit the whole Tower. Today, I am asking for help on a more personal level.
How does one handle losing a child? Not just one, but several over a short period of time? Nothing I try seems to work, and I am...
[His voice trails off here, shaking and uncertain. A short time later, the feed ends.]
Action:
[After making his post, Diarmuid can be found wandering the Tower almost as if he hopes one of the floors might give him the answers he seeks. There are some specific prompts below, but feel free to find him elsewhere.]
Room 4-16:
[A handmade wooden box sits on the bed next to Diarmuid. Once it held chocolates, now it holds letters. Several written in a childish hand are sitting on the top, but what Diarmuid is looking at is a pair of drawings that are usually set up near his bed on the nightstand.
He's not crying... He's not...]
Floor 48 (The Graveyard):
[Rabbit would probably scold Diarmuid for singing what is suppose to be a funny song in such a sad voice, but it's hard to be happy when he is singing the song alone to the gravestone of the person who was suppose to be singing it with him. He and Yotsuba had promised to get together to sing Rabbit's songs as a way of honoring their friend's memory...
Now that is never going to happen in any way other than this.]
Floor 3 (The Library):
[There is ink smudged on his cheek and his arm, but Diarmuid doesn't notice. On the surface, he's focused on printing more copies of the Tower Guide to put out for those who might want them, but really he's in the Library for a very different reason. Tohko was always here and it's like he feels spending time here will help him find her again--find that cheerful voice who had so often redirected him when he didn't know what to do next. He almost expects to look up and see her there, smiling and ready to offer her help with what he's working on.
Unfortunately, no matter how long he waits, that will not happen.]
Floor 28 (The Music Room):
[Before even his brother, Labrys had been the first family Diarmuid had in this place. Their bond created during the January experiment, afterward they had talked about learning to play an instrument together, but life in the Tower and his indecisiveness had kept them from doing so. Now, as his hands run over the piano he had once heard her picking a tune out on, the sound of his grief blocks any music the instrument might make.
How is it that one who once lived his life with no regrets has so many of them now?]
When he appears on the Network, Diarmuid looks more lost and empty than he has in a long time.]
Usually, when I address everyone, I am asking for help on a project that will benefit the whole Tower. Today, I am asking for help on a more personal level.
How does one handle losing a child? Not just one, but several over a short period of time? Nothing I try seems to work, and I am...
[His voice trails off here, shaking and uncertain. A short time later, the feed ends.]
Action:
[After making his post, Diarmuid can be found wandering the Tower almost as if he hopes one of the floors might give him the answers he seeks. There are some specific prompts below, but feel free to find him elsewhere.]
Room 4-16:
[A handmade wooden box sits on the bed next to Diarmuid. Once it held chocolates, now it holds letters. Several written in a childish hand are sitting on the top, but what Diarmuid is looking at is a pair of drawings that are usually set up near his bed on the nightstand.
He's not crying... He's not...]
Floor 48 (The Graveyard):
[Rabbit would probably scold Diarmuid for singing what is suppose to be a funny song in such a sad voice, but it's hard to be happy when he is singing the song alone to the gravestone of the person who was suppose to be singing it with him. He and Yotsuba had promised to get together to sing Rabbit's songs as a way of honoring their friend's memory...
Now that is never going to happen in any way other than this.]
Floor 3 (The Library):
[There is ink smudged on his cheek and his arm, but Diarmuid doesn't notice. On the surface, he's focused on printing more copies of the Tower Guide to put out for those who might want them, but really he's in the Library for a very different reason. Tohko was always here and it's like he feels spending time here will help him find her again--find that cheerful voice who had so often redirected him when he didn't know what to do next. He almost expects to look up and see her there, smiling and ready to offer her help with what he's working on.
Unfortunately, no matter how long he waits, that will not happen.]
Floor 28 (The Music Room):
[Before even his brother, Labrys had been the first family Diarmuid had in this place. Their bond created during the January experiment, afterward they had talked about learning to play an instrument together, but life in the Tower and his indecisiveness had kept them from doing so. Now, as his hands run over the piano he had once heard her picking a tune out on, the sound of his grief blocks any music the instrument might make.
How is it that one who once lived his life with no regrets has so many of them now?]

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I would say the worst has happened to me more than once now. If I made it through that without losing hope, I should make it through anything, right?
[He laughs again, the sound just as sad and dark as before.]
And yet...I'm falling apart. I always failed before. Is it time for me to fail now?
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[Diarmuid begins to laugh again, but the laughter dissolves into a choked sob, and he raises a shaking hand to his forehead in an effort to steady himself.]
I...don't want to give up, but hope...seems so far away right now...
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[Diarmuid closes his eyes. Despite being unsteady, he is trying to think of an answer to that question. However, he's not having a lot of luck.]
What?
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[The word is barely a whisper and Diarmuid is silent for a while before speaking again.]
I have those now. It's what has kept me going so far, but those wishes could so easily be taken from me.
[All it would take would be Waver being sent home. If that happens, everything Diarmuid still hopes and wishes for will be gone.
It's terrifying how easily he can lose everything, and even worse, there is nothing at all he can do about it.]
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[Diarmuid's voice is small and scared. He has had everything stripped away from him once before and the idea of it happening again is terrifying.]
I don't want to lose myself again...
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He...wouldn't want me to give up if that happened. He would want me to start over again, and he would beat me if I didn't...
[A sad smile crosses his face.]
Thank you. I'm sorry for making you throw my own words back at me. When he lost everything, he didn't give up. If it does happen to me, I can't do anything less than he did.
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But we know the danger they are in from Ruana, every person that disappears is one more reason to keep fighting.
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[Diarmuid sighs and runs a hand through his hair. He then looks down, seeming embarrassed.]
I think the next lesson I really need to learn is to listen to my own advice, so I don't have to force others to remind me so much. Lets hope I still have the time to. It won't be easy.
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It seems we are even now, aren't we? Shall we both try and not have any more breakdowns in the near future?
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It is all I ever ask. Thank you, Suzaku. I feel better now.
[It will take a while for him to fully recover from all of this, but it is a start.]
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No, I haven't done either. Not since...
[He had been, well not okay after talking with Enoch and finding Tohko and Yotsuba's graves, but he had been able to keep himself together. It had been finding Labrys' grave afterward that had pushed him over the edge.]
...I probably should. Even if I don't technically need to.
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Thank you. I am ready.
[He then starts toward the stairs.]
Yup!