( when it comes to that worth, komaeda doesn't see it, but he's never expected himself be the one chosen over another — that's how low he is on the scale of things. it's with joshua that he's placed in a position where he could think about himself, the fake identity placing him on a pedestal of where he didn't belong, but more than anything to showcase hope. the note could have been written to mock him, maybe a homage to how hyde said something about "hopE is Ugly" or however it went — komaeda missed it, so with this little call to him, he takes it as positive as he could. anything that supports hope always has his attention, just like joshua does now.
that's why he does little things to reel the other back, make him stare at reality, and at what he's done. he doesn't despise him for his actions, though he is disappointed that he would handle an ultimate's body in that type of way, if anything, perhaps they deserved a more elegant position than what was given. at the thought of the two, he finds himself at a loss now, because he won't say they weren't part of the life he lived, and now they're gone. even if the sad expression komaeda wears makes him appear distant, he'll try his best to remain unblinking eye contact with the other. )
Despair is fine, no matter how out of control it gets, because hope will always overcome it... but it's such a shame... ( he frowns, looking off to the side for the moment as he tries to get himself together. his eyes remain empty though, and the only emotion comes from how quick his lips curve up, and then down, and then up again. without holding back, he opens his arms, wrapping them around joshua's neck to pull him closer so they can be face to face — noses almost brushing. he speaks softly so it's only heard between the two: )
Saihara-kun was someone I wanted you to meet... he's not a natural born leader, but he would have made the perfect Conductor from how you speak of them...
( as he thinks of rika, he pouts slightly, the young girl who always enabled his antics, the female that riled up the ground by her unhinged behavior. it was nice compared to those who would want to stand by and watch, she was someone who took action, and her little bit of hope showed how far she would go. now they're stuck with too many in stasis, that wait, watch and wonders. ) Kawaii-san that of a Reaper... hm... ( here, he smiles and his eyes close for a moment until they slowly open — the sickly pale green that once was is overshadowed by the blinding red, and maybe that's why komaeda pulled them so close so that if someone came in, no one would see. it's an off-putting feeling that wafts from him, some negativity, but not the brunt of it as he chuckles wryly. )
Dito-kun is hardly worth the effort, or the amount of attention you have... if you wanted, you could use your abilities to crush... ( he leans closer ) his... ( lips ghosting over the other's own ) throat... ( a pause ) playing on the offense isn't too bad, ( his cold fingers lightly brush against the nape of joshua's neck ) Kiryu-kun.
( after one more blink, his eyes open back to their regular shade, and komaeda pulls himself from joshua, and then pushes himself off the desk next. )
I want to see everyone's hope, though... we can't do that here...~
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that's why he does little things to reel the other back, make him stare at reality, and at what he's done. he doesn't despise him for his actions, though he is disappointed that he would handle an ultimate's body in that type of way, if anything, perhaps they deserved a more elegant position than what was given. at the thought of the two, he finds himself at a loss now, because he won't say they weren't part of the life he lived, and now they're gone. even if the sad expression komaeda wears makes him appear distant, he'll try his best to remain unblinking eye contact with the other. )
Despair is fine, no matter how out of control it gets, because hope will always overcome it... but it's such a shame... ( he frowns, looking off to the side for the moment as he tries to get himself together. his eyes remain empty though, and the only emotion comes from how quick his lips curve up, and then down, and then up again. without holding back, he opens his arms, wrapping them around joshua's neck to pull him closer so they can be face to face — noses almost brushing. he speaks softly so it's only heard between the two: )
Saihara-kun was someone I wanted you to meet... he's not a natural born leader, but he would have made the perfect Conductor from how you speak of them...
( as he thinks of rika, he pouts slightly, the young girl who always enabled his antics, the female that riled up the ground by her unhinged behavior. it was nice compared to those who would want to stand by and watch, she was someone who took action, and her little bit of hope showed how far she would go. now they're stuck with too many in stasis, that wait, watch and wonders. ) Kawaii-san that of a Reaper... hm... ( here, he smiles and his eyes close for a moment until they slowly open — the sickly pale green that once was is overshadowed by the blinding red, and maybe that's why komaeda pulled them so close so that if someone came in, no one would see. it's an off-putting feeling that wafts from him, some negativity, but not the brunt of it as he chuckles wryly. )
Dito-kun is hardly worth the effort, or the amount of attention you have... if you wanted, you could use your abilities to crush... ( he leans closer ) his... ( lips ghosting over the other's own ) throat... ( a pause ) playing on the offense isn't too bad, ( his cold fingers lightly brush against the nape of joshua's neck ) Kiryu-kun.
( after one more blink, his eyes open back to their regular shade, and komaeda pulls himself from joshua, and then pushes himself off the desk next. )
I want to see everyone's hope, though... we can't do that here...~