[You are greeted with the sound of randomly disrupted static, at the end of which three melodic beeping signals are heard. Yep, that's your cue to leave a message!]
Ah, thank you so much. I am glad you enjoy them--I am not trained, truly, and it is possible that I break whatever conventions there are when it comes to composing poetry.
[He looks aside, smiling.]
...She was very happy. O-Or, well... She ended up crying, and I thought it was because I said something wrong, but it was simply that she was not used to such gestures. Which is why... I want to do more for her. And write more for her.
[He blushes for a moment - that level of embarrassingly sincere compliment is exactly what Levity would have said, too, it's just that he never had it directed at him. This is unexpected, but not unwelcome.]
...I do want to write more. Especially as I recover...
[He trails off; his expression falls then as he remembers something.]
...I suppose there is one there that was not for Lily.
...I suppose the best way to put it is that I do not regret writing it. Though my feelings on it are mixed at the moment, I would not want to destroy it.
A-Ah, that should be my line. You went out of your way to see me, after all... and I am very grateful. I feel much better for your support and understanding, Lucifel.
We are nigh immortal. I would imagine we are not subject to the same laws of physical aging as mortals... But he does fuss over me much like one would over their child.
I suppose that much is true, but... sometimes I feel that it goes beyond worrying for a friend. And it's not as though I was given a bad welcome by everyone else around me.
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. . . Levity-san is quite the romantic. Ah . . .
[ with a gesture to the second poem (day 315 date), not touching the paper ]
They are all elegant, but this in particular—I enjoy its simplicity. Was she happy to read it?
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Ah, thank you so much. I am glad you enjoy them--I am not trained, truly, and it is possible that I break whatever conventions there are when it comes to composing poetry.
[He looks aside, smiling.]
...She was very happy. O-Or, well... She ended up crying, and I thought it was because I said something wrong, but it was simply that she was not used to such gestures. Which is why... I want to do more for her. And write more for her.
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[ with a softness to his smile ]
You should certainly write more. I think you have a knack for this.
Of course, then it would not only be for her—perhaps you could write of other things, too. Your favorite things and experiences, and the like.
luci answer ur own inbox also!!!
...I do want to write more. Especially as I recover...
[He trails off; his expression falls then as he remembers something.]
...I suppose there is one there that was not for Lily.
OH. I THOUGHT IT WAS DELETED MY BAD
Of course, it was for yourself.
dw is rude........
Oh--not for myself, actually. Mainly for--
[--oh fuck. He's stupid. Levity sighs, running a hand down his face.]
...well, I might say for several people.
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In that way, to be able to express those emotions—that would be for yourself, don't you think?
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...Perhaps, yes. It is about my understanding of their pasts, perhaps...
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Did you enjoy writing it?
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...It felt like the right thing to do back then.
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Were you satisfied, when you were done?
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...I suppose the best way to put it is that I do not regret writing it. Though my feelings on it are mixed at the moment, I would not want to destroy it.
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Well! You can't love everything you make—but I'm glad that you don't regret it.
Ah—I've taken up quite a lot of your time, haven't I?
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[ bringing his cup of tea up to drink it ]
The tea is lovely, by the way. Where did you say you got it from?
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[ hum ]
You must be very close to him, if he frets over you.
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Sometimes I wonder if he is not my father. Though I doubt it, in the end, but it's not such a bad thought.
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We are nigh immortal. I would imagine we are not subject to the same laws of physical aging as mortals... But he does fuss over me much like one would over their child.
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[ with a little laugh, bringing the teacup to his lips again ]
I wouldn't blame anyone for treating myself like a child when I had no memories to claim for my own. I effectively was one, after all.
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I suppose that much is true, but... sometimes I feel that it goes beyond worrying for a friend. And it's not as though I was given a bad welcome by everyone else around me.
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[ :o does he LOOOOOOVE YOU LEVITY ]
. . . Well, it isn't impossible for parents to be in this place. My mother is here, too.
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Oh--she is? I would love to meet her.
And I suppose you are correct. Both Nero and Vergil are here too, after all...
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[ hum ]
There's also Gold-san and Silver-san, who are siblings . . . really, there are a lot of families here, it seems.
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