Astarion Ancunín

I'd say who is, but there are some real freaks around here. I'm good. Breaches are what they are, including kind of uncomfortable, mostly.

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fair enough

it did seem like the game was helping at first, or is that just wishful thinking on my part

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It was a distraction. I can't speak to your definition of 'helping'.

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sometimes people need distractions for a while

was it just sitting next to me that was bad, or being observed? both?

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Neither. It worked until it didn't. I don't know what to add to that.

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Mostly.

Have you spoken to Justine?

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Yeah, I heard about the whole death thing. When I was talking to her here, I mean. I didn't know what happened before.

[It hadn't be Fitz, but while he's not bad at separating himself from the lives he'd lived in the breaches, it can be harder to shake off feelings of guilt.]

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You don't have to add to it. That's a full answer.

What is it that refused to be distracted from?

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The death toll. General ennui. I'm sure there are other things.

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Nor do I. I can only say the other Astarion didn't have her killed.

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I'm sure too.

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It's good to hear that.

[Especially as really thought he had. It lifts... a little of the guilt.]

That version of you was... going through it.

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Oh, he was in a state of bliss, darling. Just as well he died before anything got worse.

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Yes, well. I don't really want to talk about it.

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Okay.

I don't want to let you slip away again because I was too chickenshit and shy to correct your assumptions that you're unwanted.

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I count being in a state of bliss as going through it. Depending on the type of bliss. He seemed very... [Fitz honestly isn't sure of the right word, so he settles on a description from his universe] hanging around the edge of being a maniacal villain, hopefully with too much class for the weird laughter.

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I can accept that there's no accounting for taste.

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Ha.

I don't think many people see themselves as villainous, but the mania was...certainly present.

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Please do. My taste is unaccountable. You aren't even close to the worst my taste has picked out.

Also I just like you.

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Yeah, well, suddenly finding yourself on top of the world is a real big rush. It probably is even if you're not used to... being not on top of it.

You know, it was kind of funny. In the 'the Admiral would be better without a sense of humor' sort of funny. That version of me was a lot closer than in some breaches. Just add therapy and I'm all ready to be a fine citizen of a random dystopia. Can't say it's changed my opinion on therapy.

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weaponwithoutpurpose

This isn't right, either. Jacob leans over a little. "Hey. What are you thinking?"

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Astarion giggles.

"Oh, I'm trying not to. It's never gotten me anywhere useful and it ages the face."

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Due to your unaccountable taste, yes. I understand.

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weaponwithoutpurpose

"Your face is perfect, but might do you some good to have a few wrinkles."

He turns onto his back and stares up at the ceiling.

"This place is shit. Every breach is shit."

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