vague gestures back!!

Date: 2020-01-19 08:36 pm (UTC)
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[Frankly, he could have done without the blemish to the view, but Ulquiorra doesn't comment -- merely moves a little further into the wall the depths of the tower to minimize it (and the slurping, but y'all he has to share a dinner table with Grimmjow and Nnoitra, bad table manners are the least of his problems).

It's completely silent save for Dazai's exaggerated eating noises and the faintest murmurs of the city and the wind until--

Unfortunately, there's no way for humans, nor indeed this particular one apparently, to stay quiet for long. There's a long pause before Ulquiorra deigns to answer.]

... Most of the city is still dead or covered in fog.

Date: 2020-01-20 09:56 am (UTC)
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And what would you know about being dead? There is no beauty or escape in this world nor the next, nor the one after that.

This I can tell you.

[Doesn't it just feel like a whole freakin' lighthouse in here with the way he spruces up the place.

Good thing they're all creatures of the dark at this point.]

There are ways to destroy souls. But those two are doing something else entirely.

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Man fears death and yet,

at the same time, man is drawn to death. Death is endlessly consumed by men in cities and in literature. It is a singular event in one's life that none may reverse. That is what I desire.