[Nevermind. ABORT. This is awful. Sasuke's fist slowly unfurls. He peers at the offered shuriken like they're gold. Three of them, no less.
But the conundrum is Sasuke's utility versus Sasuke's pride. If he accepts them, he'll be accepting favors from a god without his own conditional control, something he harped on about not doing. At Senri's expense, he'll be accepting a gift, he'll be getting a gift instead. But he can use them.
Slowly, he reaches out. His eyes cut to Senri, drop down, look back at the shuriken. Dammit. Right now, they're valuable to him.
But his hand balls into a fist again, and he draws it back to himself. The lines of his jaw clench.]
[Byebye, shuriken. Indulgence will remember that. They disappear and Indulgence shoves his hands back in his pockets.]
Same thing still applies whenever. I can get you what you want, easily, for much less than anyone else can. And anyone else can do other things for you for much less, as well, depending on what you're asking for. Next question.
senri is absolutely gasping in dumb bitch, but also just generally having a hard time processing for a second? sasuke didn't take the shuriken.... and senri glances over to him and then back to indulgence. his mind is racing for a question, even as he reaches a hand out to let his fingers just lightly touch the back of sasuke's fist - a quiet thank you
and then - ]
... can you tell us a little about yourself Indulgence-san? Who you used to be, before you came here? Or is that still not allowed this week...
[It's a hard thing to give up for his pride. Three shurikens. He wanted them so badly.
The touch is a gesture he understands, but one which feels is more patronizing than it is. He draws his hand away, more to himself. don't be gay in front of a god!!!]
Is who you were even as important as who you are now?
Sure. I was a ruler, born and raised. Unlike everyone else playing, I have firsthand experience running a peaceful, successful kingdom.
[He'd go so far as to argue that he's overqualified, but...]
Who I was then, eh, I could take it or leave it, what I care about how is the path forward. Can't deny that who I was counts for something, anyway. Especially when the competition is mostly comprised of people who wouldn't understand the meaning of the word responsibility.
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What? No?! Why!
[DO NOT GIVE THE NINJA HIS TOOL OF CHOICE WHEN HE'S BEEN A RUDE BITCH THIS ENTIRE TIME]
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But the conundrum is Sasuke's utility versus Sasuke's pride. If he accepts them, he'll be accepting favors from a god without his own conditional control, something he harped on about not doing. At Senri's expense, he'll be accepting a gift, he'll be getting a gift instead. But he can use them.
Slowly, he reaches out. His eyes cut to Senri, drop down, look back at the shuriken. Dammit. Right now, they're valuable to him.
But his hand balls into a fist again, and he draws it back to himself. The lines of his jaw clench.]
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[Byebye, shuriken. Indulgence will remember that. They disappear and Indulgence shoves his hands back in his pockets.]
Same thing still applies whenever. I can get you what you want, easily, for much less than anyone else can. And anyone else can do other things for you for much less, as well, depending on what you're asking for. Next question.
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senri is absolutely gasping in dumb bitch, but also just generally having a hard time processing for a second? sasuke didn't take the shuriken.... and senri glances over to him and then back to indulgence. his mind is racing for a question, even as he reaches a hand out to let his fingers just lightly touch the back of sasuke's fist - a quiet thank you
and then - ]
... can you tell us a little about yourself Indulgence-san? Who you used to be, before you came here? Or is that still not allowed this week...
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The touch is a gesture he understands, but one which feels is more patronizing than it is. He draws his hand away, more to himself. don't be gay in front of a god!!!]
Is who you were even as important as who you are now?
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[He'd go so far as to argue that he's overqualified, but...]
Who I was then, eh, I could take it or leave it, what I care about how is the path forward. Can't deny that who I was counts for something, anyway. Especially when the competition is mostly comprised of people who wouldn't understand the meaning of the word responsibility.