Contain it if all it does is pull you into obsession. I won't be chained down by it.
[He's got ✨commitment issues✨ after all.
While the tone he takes is far from cruel, it leaves little room for misinterpretation. What he demands isn't possession, but proof of will. If Fandaniel wants his attention, he'll have to show it in the way he lives, not the way he clings.]
Live in a way that commands my regard. Do that, and you won't need to ask whether I'll look your way.
[ Fandaniel echoes the words. That's so... silly! Ridiculous! He wants to protest! He shouldn't have to do anything of the sort, and yet! Yet! He said he'd do anything, anything at all, for this man, to get this man to kill him.
As much as Char tries to part him from the very notion, it is impossible, but it doesn't mean he can't keep a handle on the violent little man with it.
He goes through a few different expressions, most of them negative, until he settles on something more neutral, more curious. ]
How will it be, then? You shun me while I behave and sit politely like some nice boy?
[only if he can he do donuts with the fandaniel bike
Some men are simply impossible to please, Fandaniel. Better to assume there's no satisfying Char than to scheme up ways to guarantee a swift and painless death by his hand.
He waits in patient silence while Fandaniel settles on an expression, on how to feel after being reprimanded for his little tantrum. Char can't be too harsh when the same madness sits inside of him, a mixture of his own deep-seated neuroses and what was borrowed from Fandaniel.]
Make productive use of your anger. Don't let it control you.
There are better causes to point a blade at than Solomon, whose only crimes are his obnoxious tendency to speak in half-truths and dole out silly nicknames. I won't profess to care for him any, but I doubt he did enough to truly warrant your outburst.
Anger? Anger. Anger. No, it is hate, to the very bone. Too easy it is to strike out against any of these pointless little lives, and Solomon was no different. If anything, he's worse, for the sin of being far too similar in age, in experience, in knowledge. Seeing him and Nishi banter so easily had been... ]
Dole out silly nicknames?
[ Wait, was that all it was? Here, Fandaniel pauses. Surely there was more to it. They must have... No? Were they not on friendly terms? ]
You don't profess any care... Truly? [ He eyes the man, trying to find a lie, a falsehood meant to safeguard Solomon, but he isn't sure. ] Come now, there must have been something. I do not imagine such trysts.
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[He's got ✨commitment issues✨ after all.
While the tone he takes is far from cruel, it leaves little room for misinterpretation. What he demands isn't possession, but proof of will. If Fandaniel wants his attention, he'll have to show it in the way he lives, not the way he clings.]
Live in a way that commands my regard. Do that, and you won't need to ask whether I'll look your way.
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It's alright, Fandaniel. Char is a car guy too.]no subject
what about a dope ass motorcycle guy tho :(]In a way that commands your regard?
[ Fandaniel echoes the words. That's so... silly! Ridiculous! He wants to protest! He shouldn't have to do anything of the sort, and yet! Yet! He said he'd do anything, anything at all, for this man, to get this man to kill him.
As much as Char tries to part him from the very notion, it is impossible, but it doesn't mean he can't keep a handle on the violent little man with it.
He goes through a few different expressions, most of them negative, until he settles on something more neutral, more curious. ]
How will it be, then? You shun me while I behave and sit politely like some nice boy?
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only if he can he do donuts with the fandaniel bikeSome men are simply impossible to please, Fandaniel. Better to assume there's no satisfying Char than to scheme up ways to guarantee a swift and painless death by his hand.
He waits in patient silence while Fandaniel settles on an expression, on how to feel after being reprimanded for his little tantrum. Char can't be too harsh when the same madness sits inside of him, a mixture of his own deep-seated neuroses and what was borrowed from Fandaniel.]
Make productive use of your anger. Don't let it control you.
There are better causes to point a blade at than Solomon, whose only crimes are his obnoxious tendency to speak in half-truths and dole out silly nicknames. I won't profess to care for him any, but I doubt he did enough to truly warrant your outburst.
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isn't that what bikes are forAnger? Anger. Anger. No, it is hate, to the very bone. Too easy it is to strike out against any of these pointless little lives, and Solomon was no different. If anything, he's worse, for the sin of being far too similar in age, in experience, in knowledge. Seeing him and Nishi banter so easily had been... ]
Dole out silly nicknames?
[ Wait, was that all it was? Here, Fandaniel pauses. Surely there was more to it. They must have... No? Were they not on friendly terms? ]
You don't profess any care... Truly? [ He eyes the man, trying to find a lie, a falsehood meant to safeguard Solomon, but he isn't sure. ] Come now, there must have been something. I do not imagine such trysts.