[Below is an archived version of one thread response to a LiveJournal post here, because LiveJournal became hard to impossible for me to access. Icons and threading not preserved, nor are other peoples' replies.]
[Seiya Kou (starlight_idol@livejournal.com)]
Seiya stumbled into the Nexus. It had been a good long while since he had been there and he looked a bit worse for wear. A bandage was wrapped around his head suggesting that he had been recently injured; his uneven steps seemed to emphasize that more. It wasn't long before he collapsed onto a conveniently placed Nexus couch, staring off into the distance with a half-lidded gaze.
"Here's my problem..." he murmured, the pain that was etched into his gaze went far deeper than the pain from his injury. "I...I deceived someone close to me--well... be both deceived each other, I guess--and then I made the ultimatum that I would never see her again after some desperate circumstances." Not that his brother's would have allowed him to see her even if he hadn't made that decision, but he still felt partially to blame.
"I know it's hurting her... because she still wants to be friends, but my brother's think that we're enemies with her. And likewise, some of her friends feel that we are enemies with them. I just know that we're not. We can't be... we're fighting for similar causes, damnit!" He slammed his fist against the cushion. Bad move.
Getting overworked wasn't helping his condition and with a wince, he shakily loosened his fist and brought his hand up to his forehead, "It feels like such a cliche situation, but it's real even as much as I don't want it to be. I still want to see her... she's been my light in such a dark time..."
"What should I do...?"
[Seiya Kou (starlight_idol@livejournal.com)]
Seiya stumbled into the Nexus. It had been a good long while since he had been there and he looked a bit worse for wear. A bandage was wrapped around his head suggesting that he had been recently injured; his uneven steps seemed to emphasize that more. It wasn't long before he collapsed onto a conveniently placed Nexus couch, staring off into the distance with a half-lidded gaze.
"Here's my problem..." he murmured, the pain that was etched into his gaze went far deeper than the pain from his injury. "I...I deceived someone close to me--well... be both deceived each other, I guess--and then I made the ultimatum that I would never see her again after some desperate circumstances." Not that his brother's would have allowed him to see her even if he hadn't made that decision, but he still felt partially to blame.
"I know it's hurting her... because she still wants to be friends, but my brother's think that we're enemies with her. And likewise, some of her friends feel that we are enemies with them. I just know that we're not. We can't be... we're fighting for similar causes, damnit!" He slammed his fist against the cushion. Bad move.
Getting overworked wasn't helping his condition and with a wince, he shakily loosened his fist and brought his hand up to his forehead, "It feels like such a cliche situation, but it's real even as much as I don't want it to be. I still want to see her... she's been my light in such a dark time..."
"What should I do...?"