[UMINEKO SPOILERS] Heart (Unscored): Beatrice

[damedana]

The story ends as such:
"when the seagulls cried, none were left alive"...

But this isn't such a sad story.

This is a story about love.

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[ahahadotwav]

...That is... difficult.

[because lol what is asserting your own identity instead of letting everyone else's perceptions define you]

The easy answer should probably be that you need to tell the others to stop pushing their own assumptions on you and accept you for who you are, but... it's rarely that simple.

[damedana]

Especially when no one's really... saying anything wrong, just...

... and what you said isn't wrong, either.

There being truths like "Ushiromiya Battler isn't someone who would think of doing this" or "Ushiromiya Battler isn't a killer"... I know. I'm not... as inclined as others... but. If my memories alone can torment someone into things... isn't that the same thing? If I laugh about it, play games with the idea of it--does that make me more or less "Ushiromiya Battler"?

Earlier, you even seemed like you wanted to stop in that room. Because of everything. But you wouldn't have considered that as my fault, would you? Even though... it was here in my heart pushing at you. Is that just something acceptable for Ushiromiya Battler even though "Ushiromiya Battler isn't capable of that"? So if it was me, does that make me more or less "Ushiromiya Battler"?

... it's really kind of silly to even ask, honestly. I never had this kind of trouble before.

[ahahadotwav]

[gives a little sad huff of a laugh]

You're right that I wouldn't consider it your fault. It was my own weakness that almost stopped me, not anything you did. But if you want to see it as your fault... well, neither of us can deny that Ushiromiya Battler is very much capable of hurting me. So it would not make you less yourself.

[damedana]

[matching laugh, really.]

Maybe I shouldn't be so eager to be certain I'm really Ushiromiya Battler if hurting you is a part of it.

[ahahadotwav]

Don't be ridiculous. Should I stop being Beatrice just because hurting you is part of it?

[damedana]

Fair point.

[gonna lean his forehead against hers, watching her.]

... I'm glad you didn't stop there.

[ahahadotwav]

I'm glad too. I wanted to help you.

[damedana]

Getting to the source of it first definitely helped.

... though you did seem to have fun in at least one of those rooms.

[ahahadotwav]

...Those memories were a lot of fun to look at, it's true.

[damedana]

Nosy.

[amused, though.]

I don't mind.

[ahahadotwav]

I could have been a lot nosier! I exercised restraint for your privacy's sake!

[damedana]

You're allowed to be nosier if you want. Wife's privilege.

But thank you.

[ahahadotwav]

I'll keep that in mind if this ever happens again.

Of course, you're allowed to be nosy too if you happen to stumble into my heart. Husband's privilege.

[damedana]

I'll keep it in mind.

Done exploring for now?

[ahahadotwav]

I am. We can keep talking outside.

[damedana]

You miiiight need to refresh my memory. I'm not really sure how this all works here.

[also, since when did this Battler have the hole in his chest? well, it's fine. it's all Battler anyway.]

[ahahadotwav]

[it's all battler anyway!]

Oho. If you end up not remembering this, maybe I can pretend I can read your mind~

[damedana]

Did you really get enough from this experience to be able to do that...

[ahahadotwav]

I got enough to try.

[damedana]

"Oh, is that a new magic spell of yours? Scary, scary~"

[ahahadotwav]

Exactly~ It'll be a great new way to bully you!

[damedana]

Always coming up with something new... never gets old.

Though I do have to ask... do I need to be clear about what the one room was? It was a little difficult to tell with all of that in there, right?

[ahahadotwav]

...I wouldn't mind hearing your explanation.

[damedana]

[smiles]

It looks very different without that corruption making a mess of things.

But it's also the one that keeps it all together, you know. It only makes sense, since it's your room.

[ahahadotwav]

[wait what]

...Mine?