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lobsterbox2015-07-23 03:35 pm
normalization) wrote in lobsterbox2015-07-23 03:35 pm
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Mithos kept his eyes forward as the Rheaird sped over Gaoracchia Forest. He was situated behind Genis, who was piloting the single craft, and somewhere behind them...was Lloyd, who had trailed them on their entire trip to the Fooji Mountains. Naturally, Mithos had sensed him. He wasn't certain if Genis had figured it out, but he supposed it had worked out in a way—he hadn't needed to use any of his own powers to help them ascend the mountain, and so they had obtained the Fandalia flowers without arousing any suspicion.
And Genis had agreed to stand by him, anyway. It was only natural. Lloyd may have accepted him for now, but he was still only human. He was still different.
Well, once his Age of Lifeless Beings was realized, they would all be the same. But for now...Mithos was already the same as Genis, and half-elves could only exist amongst each other.
"There's the house," he piped up over Genis' shoulder, his gentle voice betraying none of his sinister thoughts. Sure enough, they were almost directly upon the rock face where Altessa lived, and Genis brought the Rheaird into a quick descent, so that they soon landed in front of the dwarf's home. Surprisingly, all but Lloyd's Rheaird were now there—meaning the others had returned earlier than he expected. Mithos' angelic senses easily picked up words from inside the house, but...they caused him to narrow his eyes.
"Lloyd was supposed to be-"
"I can't believe this..."
"What are we going to tell the kid?"
Mithos held tight to the flowers they had gathered as they hopped off of the craft, and he gave Genis an encouraging smile tinged with worry. "Let's hurry in. Even if they found a doctor, they should still be able to use these flowers..."
He said that, but he was beginning to suspect that the doctor plan hadn't worked out in the least. Most likely, any high-profile doctor that the group thought of wouldn't waste their time treating a half-elf.
And Genis had agreed to stand by him, anyway. It was only natural. Lloyd may have accepted him for now, but he was still only human. He was still different.
Well, once his Age of Lifeless Beings was realized, they would all be the same. But for now...Mithos was already the same as Genis, and half-elves could only exist amongst each other.
"There's the house," he piped up over Genis' shoulder, his gentle voice betraying none of his sinister thoughts. Sure enough, they were almost directly upon the rock face where Altessa lived, and Genis brought the Rheaird into a quick descent, so that they soon landed in front of the dwarf's home. Surprisingly, all but Lloyd's Rheaird were now there—meaning the others had returned earlier than he expected. Mithos' angelic senses easily picked up words from inside the house, but...they caused him to narrow his eyes.
"Lloyd was supposed to be-"
"I can't believe this..."
"What are we going to tell the kid?"
Mithos held tight to the flowers they had gathered as they hopped off of the craft, and he gave Genis an encouraging smile tinged with worry. "Let's hurry in. Even if they found a doctor, they should still be able to use these flowers..."
He said that, but he was beginning to suspect that the doctor plan hadn't worked out in the least. Most likely, any high-profile doctor that the group thought of wouldn't waste their time treating a half-elf.
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Genis understood, too... They both wanted the same thing, to eliminate discrimination by eliminating the reasons behind it.
"That's right... By turning everyone into the same race, and stripping away social status and hierarchies, we can put everyone on similar standing. But..."
Voice lowering, his eyes focused on Genis. "But even that isn't enough. You realize it, too...that discrimination comes from their emotions. They fear anything different, find happiness in ostracizing the ones they fear, and then they rot in hatred when they become the ones oppressed."
This was why the other angels would be different.
"Only by removing their emotions can we truly make them equal."
His Age of Lifeless Beings, populated by soulless angels, would be perfect.
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Genis didn't look away, but his eyes wavered. The one that was afraid right now was Genis.
"Mithos..."
He shook his head, squeezing Mithos's hand.
"That's- that's terrible," he protested, but his voice lacked the energy it used to have. Giving in before he even started to argue. He could imagine that world, a world full of angels drifting along aimlessly, unable to even think for themselves. Unable to feel anything in any way. There was an uncertain waver in his voice. "Is that really what you want?"
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"What...?" He didn't register his hand being squeezed; his own hand remained unresponsive in Genis' grip as his expression became a blank mask.
"Of course it is... It's what we both want," Mithos responded insistently. "Genis, you want humans to stop fearing and hating you. This is the best way to make that dream a reality!"
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Genis frowned, biting the inside of his lip. Even if Mithos didn't respond, Genis was holding his hand for both their sakes. What Mithos wanted was cruel, but Genis couldn't help but feel sad for him. "That's true, but... It doesn't feel right. We'll be the only ones that can feel anything. We'll be alone."
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"Alone? Genis... Are you saying that our friendship isn't enough for you?" Because if they were together forever, there would be no loneliness, especially once they had their sisters back.
But if the prospect of being with Mithos forever was still lonely--still unsatisfactory--
Abruptly his hand sprang to life and gripped Genis' tightly. "Isn't it enough?" he repeated in a low voice.
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"That's not it," he answered, looking up at his friend's face again. When he looked at him like that he was actually a little scary... But after all, he was the only one Mithos saw as a friend in a long time. Saying they would be lonely probably did sound like having Mithos's friendship alone wasn't enough.
He was scared, but he felt bad, too. However cold Mithos looked now, he was probably hurt, too.
"I'm sorry. It's not that it's not enough... I really like you, Mithos. I'm going to stay beside you forever. It doesn't matter if there's anyone else or not. We'll always be friends."
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A frightened rabbit could be too quick to flee at the slightest upset... Mithos could understand that; yet, nevertheless, there was something he wouldn't just dismiss right away.
"Friends forever," he echoed dully, without warmth. "So, Genis... How would you eliminate the hate that causes discrimination?"
His grip on Genis' hand was still firm as he stared piercingly at his wavering ally. Mithos thought he would understand...but if Genis really didn't agree with his grand vision, then did that understanding really exist between them?
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It was his fault Mithos's mood suddenly shifted and he was like this now. Mithos had been so nice to him, and he had to be the one to ruin everything.
He messed up.
Mithos's grip, both on his hand and with his eyes, was unflinchingly strong. Genis was frozen in place even as his face twisted and he fought back tears. How would he eliminate hate? How would he stop people from suffering?
This whole time, he wanted to think that not feeling anything at all would be painful, but that was wrong. Suffering was painful. Getting rid of it wasn't.
When he felt like he had nothing else left to lose and a pain in his chest that wouldn't go away, he understood that.
"There isn't any other way," he confessed. "Discrimination comes from the heart. There's no way to get rid of it forever."
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Mithos hadn't been moved by tears in a very, very long time. Tears didn't prove loyalty or honesty or anything else.
Did Genis' answer prove those things? As of yet, Mithos wasn't entirely convinced of his truthfulness yet, but he exercised control over himself, easing up with a small sigh.
"So, you understand?" he asked softly. "You're willing to change the world this way, with me?"
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At the moment, it didn't feel like Mithos was his friend; he felt like another person altogether. Not someone that laughed with him and joked with him and told him he didn't need to give up on Raine.
Part of him wanted to ask if they were still friends, but if the answer was "no", Genis wasn't sure what he would do. And if Mithos fell further, Genis was even less sure what he would do. This was the path he chose, so he couldn't act on his doubts now.
It was way too late.
His hand was starting to hurt, his grip loosening until it sat in Mithos's hand, and in the end, he simply nodded slowly.
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He started to step away into the building, lightly tugging Genis with him - insistent but without hurry. A small smile returned to his face, though it felt mechanical.
"Let's start with your transformation. Everything else can come later," he promised.
Genis had agreed to become an angel; for now, Mithos would settle with that, and perhaps time would convince him of the rest.
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His fingers curled around Mithos's hand again.
"...okay. I trust you."
Maybe it would be better that way.
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Still...
The fact that Genis had doubts at all continued to nag at the edges of his mind. Perhaps the transformation would help him see more clearly, though.
As they walked towards the room Genis had been using, he wondered aloud, "Are you still afraid?"
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Nevertheless, he didn't feel like he had to lie about this.
"...It's not like I need to be," Genis answered slowly, sorting through his feelings himself. "But I can't help it. When Colette became an angel, she went through so much pain. Even if it won't be the same for me, I can't help but think of that."
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That was why fear itself had to be removed from everyone in order to create the world they wanted.
"Even so," he added with a reassuring look, "just try to keep thinking about the results the transformation will bring you."
They came to a stop in Genis' room, and Mithos turned to face Genis. He held up his free hand, revealing the shimmering Cruxis Crystal--he'd had it on him all along, as it was too valuable to leave lying around.
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Though just thinking that did nothing to ease the weight on Genis's chest, he tried to force himself to think more logically, to drive away his fears. In the end, he nodded, meeting Mithos's gaze steadily with his own. He still wasn't sure, but...
...seeing the stone glinting in the silver light of the room, seeing the future right in front of him, he was even less sure. Genis stared at the Crystal with wide eyes. He could nearly see the energy inside of it with the way the light danced through the stone. If he wore that, he...
He wouldn't lose anything, and he wouldn't really be hurt. Ultimately, he'd be able to see his sister again, and he and Mithos would never be alone.
Genis tore his eyes away to look at Mithos once more.
"Is that- Is that really for me?"
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His smirk faded, his voice serious again. "Remember what I said before, Genis? I decided you were worthy to have this."
He kept his hand outstretched, the crystal offered for Genis to take...should he want to. Mithos considered him closely as he quietly continued, "I was right, wasn't I?"
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So...he wasn't hurt by the question. He knew why Mithos asked that. Genis shook his head dismissively as he reached to take the crystal from his friend's hand, squeezing the other one gently.
"I trust you, and you trust me too, right?"
If he wanted to stay on this path, he had to keep his faith and resolve unwavering. No matter what might happen.
As his fingers wrapped around the stone, he couldn't even think of how it felt against his skin. His heart was still pounding under the anxiety he was fighting to keep buried.
"I'm going to stick by you forever."
For their sisters, for their friendship.