It is! I've opened my own cafe here. It's in Stellari! And actually... please feel free to stop by anytime! We serve coffee, tea and various pastries and even some other foods! It would be nice to chat in person, I'm sure.
Thank you! If I'm not in, please be assured Minato-kun and Akira-kun would serve you well! Akira-kun especially knows his way around cafes and is quite knowledgeable with coffee blends!
I hope you enjoy it when you do try it. We put a lot of work into it... so I hope everyone gets to enjoy something from it, even if it's not the coffee they've come for.
[ Even at the launch, watching people pick through specific favourites, it didn't bother her. Everyone found something they liked, or simply enjoyed the ambience of the cafe. It was enough for her.
Which reminds her, given who else had shown up, she has been wanting to ask Qifrey something... ]
That aside Qifrey-san, I had a question for you, if you don't mind.
[ qifrey is an excellent teacher. well-versed in magic, skill, ability.
but his greatest power lies in this: he knows the scorch of revenge. ]
Even if you win a battle with Akechi, that is not a victory. Because it has not ended. He still exists in your thoughts, in your mind. He has a space there, one you have yet to resolve.
And . . . I do not believe you got Akechi to yield. If you had, perhaps then you would be more at peace.
[ Ah, this is another reason she had been afraid to message him.
Qifrey seems to know how to rattle her in a way not many others can.
Not that many have tried in this world. ]
No, I'm sure he yielded. If anything, he hasn't tried to come for me since.
[ In her head, she is the one who walked out of that room the real victor; Akechi, who had poked and prodded her that whole time, who couldn't help himself but stir unwanted conversations, had finally been silenced around her.
Was that not a victory of its own?
Did she not see that acknowledgement in the frenzy of his gaze, that she wasn't some delicate puppet for him to play with anymore? When she had pinned him to the floor, his own blade to his throat, the spatter of deep red on his clothes, her own, the knife itself coated and dotting his neck— ]
But he doesn't need to. Because he's still right here. Your thoughts on him are not silenced. Because I believe you know that too. You know it's not done.
I'm not sure there is a resolution for the kind of pain someone inflicts on you, even if there were other forces at play. A resolution that involves forgiveness is not on the table.
Joker says something to Crow. Nobody can parse it.
Noir is still bewildered by everything that's transpired, trying to absorb this new information that the Black Mask was Crow all along, meaning he was the one who took her father's life at the behest of Shido.
But in the midst of all these intense emotions and revelations, there's something between Joker and Crow.
She can't grasp it at all. Sometimes she wants to, other times she feels almost disgusted by the thought, but then there are times she accepts it's not for her to understand.
It's a world shared between the two. It's a reality in which suddenly Akechi Goro never disappeared in that engine room.
Whose wish was that?
Why does Haru feel so sick to her stomach? ]
He's important to the people I care about. So he must remain.
[ She refuses to let her life be ruled by it, but there are far too many things happening in this land that make it hard not to overthink— over feel at times. ]
You know, he said something strange to me that night. In the hotel room, I mean. I wonder... what strange things he's said to you as well.
Pointing out he was also a victim isn't a flaw, but he certainly treated it like one. Or an insult, rather. ... it really doesn't bother you? Any of it?
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Something good I hope!
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It's in Stellari! And actually... please feel free to stop by anytime! We serve coffee, tea and various pastries and even some other foods!
It would be nice to chat in person, I'm sure.
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I'll be sure to stop by sometime.
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If I'm not in, please be assured Minato-kun and Akira-kun would serve you well! Akira-kun especially knows his way around cafes and is quite knowledgeable with coffee blends!
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[ Even at the launch, watching people pick through specific favourites, it didn't bother her. Everyone found something they liked, or simply enjoyed the ambience of the cafe. It was enough for her.
Which reminds her, given who else had shown up, she has been wanting to ask Qifrey something... ]
That aside Qifrey-san, I had a question for you, if you don't mind.
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Yes, of course. What is it?
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[ But you haven't won either.
It gnaws at her, like a relentless dog at her ankle. ]
Why did you say I haven't won?
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Are you sure?
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Haru doesn't know.
But knowing the truth is probably far more important than her feelings.
... she tells herself, but swallows anxiously as she slowly presses each key. ]
Yes.
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but his greatest power lies in this: he knows the scorch of revenge. ]
Even if you win a battle with Akechi, that is not a victory. Because it has not ended. He still exists in your thoughts, in your mind. He has a space there, one you have yet to resolve.
And . . . I do not believe you got Akechi to yield. If you had, perhaps then you would be more at peace.
cw: violence + blood mention
Qifrey seems to know how to rattle her in a way not many others can.
Not that many have tried in this world. ]
No, I'm sure he yielded. If anything, he hasn't tried to come for me since.
[ In her head, she is the one who walked out of that room the real victor; Akechi, who had poked and prodded her that whole time, who couldn't help himself but stir unwanted conversations, had finally been silenced around her.
Was that not a victory of its own?
Did she not see that acknowledgement in the frenzy of his gaze, that she wasn't some delicate puppet for him to play with anymore? When she had pinned him to the floor, his own blade to his throat, the spatter of deep red on his clothes, her own, the knife itself coated and dotting his neck— ]
It's not so simple anyway.
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But he doesn't need to. Because he's still right here. Your thoughts on him are not silenced. Because I believe you know that too. You know it's not done.
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[ It's already done back home anyway.
It doesn't linger in the way it does here. That's all that should matter... right? ]
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But I do not think it would linger so strongly if it was resolved.
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A resolution that involves forgiveness is not on the table.
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But how much of yourself are you going to give to it? Will he always be there?
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The engine room.
A heavy metal wall. Splitting the world into two.
Joker says something to Crow. Nobody can parse it.
Noir is still bewildered by everything that's transpired, trying to absorb this new information that the Black Mask was Crow all along, meaning he was the one who took her father's life at the behest of Shido.
But in the midst of all these intense emotions and revelations, there's something between Joker and Crow.
She can't grasp it at all. Sometimes she wants to, other times she feels almost disgusted by the thought, but then there are times she accepts it's not for her to understand.
It's a world shared between the two. It's a reality in which suddenly Akechi Goro never disappeared in that engine room.
Whose wish was that?
He's important to the people I care about.
So he must remain.
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But I'm asking if he has to remain in your thoughts as well.
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Just sometimes... it happens. Like Sleepr, I guess.
[ Ah... but Qifrey doesn't know what happened between them.
What really happened. ]
It's not so easy, unfortunately.
When the person who helped take your only beloved parent away suddenly reappears.
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It'll never be easy.
But the choice and the journey is yours.
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[ She refuses to let her life be ruled by it, but there are far too many things happening in this land that make it hard not to overthink— over feel at times. ]
You know, he said something strange to me that night. In the hotel room, I mean.
I wonder... what strange things he's said to you as well.
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I usually just tune it out. Until it's relevant to point out his flaws.
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Pointing out he was also a victim isn't a flaw, but he certainly treated it like one. Or an insult, rather.
... it really doesn't bother you? Any of it?
[ What kind of patience does this man have... ]
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But no, it doesn't bother me. Why would it?
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oh nooo i marked this as read accidentally so i didn't see it till now
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