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[weenwoon]

[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!]

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[maidenheaven]

What can convention hope to be, when in comparison to the heart's sincerity? What can convention dream in the face of happiness?

[ 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!!!

[weenwoon]

[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.

OH. I THOUGHT IT WAS DELETED MY BAD

[maidenheaven]

[ immediately, like he's not letting him fall into depressos ]

Of course, it was for yourself.

dw is rude........

[weenwoon]

[Well, it's not depressos, but he directs Lucifel a confused look.]

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.

single tear

[maidenheaven]

Certainly, you might have dedicated it to someone else—multiple someones—but it was an expression of your own emotions.

In that way, to be able to express those emotions—that would be for yourself, don't you think?

[weenwoon]

[Thonk emoji.........]

...Perhaps, yes. It is about my understanding of their pasts, perhaps...

[maidenheaven]

Indeed, your own understanding.

Did you enjoy writing it?

[weenwoon]

[Enjoy... That's not exactly the word here, but rather...]

...It felt like the right thing to do back then.

[maidenheaven]

Ah . . .

Were you satisfied, when you were done?

[weenwoon]

[THESE ARE VERY HARD QUESTIONS, LUCI.......]

...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.

[maidenheaven]

[ he's a difficult person ]

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?

[weenwoon]

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.

[maidenheaven]

I'm happy to be of some help.

[ bringing his cup of tea up to drink it ]

The tea is lovely, by the way. Where did you say you got it from?

[weenwoon]

It's a gift from Cosmo. He came to visit me the other day, too... He does fret over me, though in this case it is not unwarranted.

[maidenheaven]

Oh?

[ hum ]

You must be very close to him, if he frets over you.

[weenwoon]

[He smiles.]

Sometimes I wonder if he is not my father. Though I doubt it, in the end, but it's not such a bad thought.

[maidenheaven]

Father? Though, you two look similar in age—ah, I suppose I wouldn't know how his species ages.

[weenwoon]

[He hums thoughtfully.]

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.

[maidenheaven]

Perhaps because you have yet to regain many of your memories—well.

[ 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.

[weenwoon]

[He sighs, a little exaggeratedly!]

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.

[maidenheaven]

I see. . .

[ :o does he LOOOOOOVE YOU LEVITY ]

. . . Well, it isn't impossible for parents to be in this place. My mother is here, too.

[weenwoon]

[no, duh, he's clearly dad. he didn't let him kiss him proper during mistletoe, therefore.]

Oh--she is? I would love to meet her.

And I suppose you are correct. Both Nero and Vergil are here too, after all...

[maidenheaven]

Ahaha—she would be on . . . Ah, it would be avante en garde. Her preferred name here is Amaranth.

[ hum ]

There's also Gold-san and Silver-san, who are siblings . . . really, there are a lot of families here, it seems.

[weenwoon]

Oh--I believe Hope actually told me I should speak to Amaranth if I wished to join the... active resistance, I think she called it? But that was soon after I arrived, and... there was much for me to take in, so I haven't yet been able to approach her.

[maidenheaven]

—ah, yes. She would be the ideal person to speak to of such matters, although . . .

[ hum ]

Do you intend to fight?