Oh, that? Well the order was actually a simple one.
[ It's him. He's the sinister part of this equation and he's smiling cheekily about it. ]
It was to get you some flowers for cleaning up after a certain mess! Come to think of it that's all it was but since I'm being forced to do things against my will you'd think she'd take the time to specify. I really had to improvise!
[ Look he can be cooperative but it specifically has to be when he decides to be. Very cool that he can move again btw, looks like he appreciates it because the first thing Nikolai does is take a large step away, really puts that distance in-between them, and performs a perky little (and unnecessary) spin on the spot. ]
Do you not like it very much? That's a real shame because she was oh so hoping that you would!
[ He doesn't move to follow, so Gogol's free to take back some of his personal bubble. He even takes his eyes off Gogol for a moment or two, carefully stroking at one of the lily petals. ]
The colors on their own are lovely, and the flowers themselves do not interact poorly with one another. However, any man or woman with the barest of education in culture would know exactly what this bouquet intends to say.
The question is if this message was meant for myself, or for her.
[ He's pretty sure this is the first time the two of them have spoken to one another, and even if the ire is from his involvement in the organ incident, that's a lot for someone who helped those effected rather than the ones who retaliated more directly. ]
I'm terribly sorry—it's truly unfortunate! It seems that I can't remember the answer myself. What I do know is that this task has been completed. So! I'll take my leave now.
[A pause. He points upwards with his index finger like "aha!"]
[ Any lingering questions...and they have to be specific, or they'll be twisted into something entirely unhelpful. Or just ignored outright, it would seem, but. Ignoring an opportunity because the person who presented it is annoying is still ignoring an opportunity.
A word's been thrown around a few times in regard to this man he's only meeting just now. He knows full well what a dictionary would have to say about it, but it's one of those words that's never quite so simple, is it? ]
...Of all the lingering questions you could have that is an interesting choice.
[Who knows if Seimei was involved in the creation of his new found shackles. What Gogol does know is that the timing of this gift is suspicious and so he opts to actually stick around to explain what he's steadily losing.]
The human brain has been molded to feel innately humane and involuntary emotion. In turn these emotions function according to man made concepts such as morality. With those societal constraints in place there is an inherently right and wrong way to exist!
[Iconic forehead tapping.gif]
Freedom is the soul breaking away from the shackles of that brain.
[ Aaand that right there is why he asked. Most others, he'd imagine, would describe freedom as a much more grounded thing, the means to go and do whatever it is one wished without having to worry about consequences from the world around them. Worrying about consequences from within one's own mind is another matter altogether.
He rolls the idea around in his head for a few moments, letting it digest. If acting in a 'humane' way was willingly sitting in one's cage, he can start to see where the connection to that philosophy and gutting a sleeping woman came from. ]
So you wish to shed your humanity and become a beast.
[ There's no judgement in that word, no accusations of savagery or a lesser existence. Only matter of fact observation. He can easily imagine the capital's court balking at the idea of an inherently moral and human--and therefore superior--soul being discarded, and it brings an ever-so-slight quirk to the edges of his lips. ]
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[ It's him. He's the sinister part of this equation and he's smiling cheekily about it. ]
It was to get you some flowers for cleaning up after a certain mess! Come to think of it that's all it was but since I'm being forced to do things against my will you'd think she'd take the time to specify. I really had to improvise!
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Freeing up a hand to cut a line in the air again, Gogol will feel the constriction leave his muscles and finally let him move as he pleases. ]
Then I know she wasn't the one to pick out this bouquet.
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[ Look he can be cooperative but it specifically has to be when he decides to be. Very cool that he can move again btw, looks like he appreciates it because the first thing Nikolai does is take a large step away, really puts that distance in-between them, and performs a perky little (and unnecessary) spin on the spot. ]
Do you not like it very much? That's a real shame because she was oh so hoping that you would!
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[ He doesn't move to follow, so Gogol's free to take back some of his personal bubble. He even takes his eyes off Gogol for a moment or two, carefully stroking at one of the lily petals. ]
The colors on their own are lovely, and the flowers themselves do not interact poorly with one another. However, any man or woman with the barest of education in culture would know exactly what this bouquet intends to say.
The question is if this message was meant for myself, or for her.
[ He's pretty sure this is the first time the two of them have spoken to one another, and even if the ire is from his involvement in the organ incident, that's a lot for someone who helped those effected rather than the ones who retaliated more directly. ]
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[What a smart little fox. That almost makes the extra trip he had to take to get out here with the flowers worthwhile.]
If you are able to answer that you might even be able to answer your own question.
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[ Never play on the demon's terms if you can help it. Even if the demon is still wearing human skin. ]
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[A pause. He points upwards with his index finger like "aha!"]
Unless you have any lingering questions.
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A word's been thrown around a few times in regard to this man he's only meeting just now. He knows full well what a dictionary would have to say about it, but it's one of those words that's never quite so simple, is it? ]
What does "freedom" mean to you?
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[Who knows if Seimei was involved in the creation of his new found shackles. What Gogol does know is that the timing of this gift is suspicious and so he opts to actually stick around to explain what he's steadily losing.]
The human brain has been molded to feel innately humane and involuntary emotion. In turn these emotions function according to man made concepts such as morality. With those societal constraints in place there is an inherently right and wrong way to exist!
[Iconic forehead tapping.gif]
Freedom is the soul breaking away from the shackles of that brain.
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He rolls the idea around in his head for a few moments, letting it digest. If acting in a 'humane' way was willingly sitting in one's cage, he can start to see where the connection to that philosophy and gutting a sleeping woman came from. ]
So you wish to shed your humanity and become a beast.
[ There's no judgement in that word, no accusations of savagery or a lesser existence. Only matter of fact observation. He can easily imagine the capital's court balking at the idea of an inherently moral and human--and therefore superior--soul being discarded, and it brings an ever-so-slight quirk to the edges of his lips. ]