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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 7, 2010 23:47:15 GMT -5
"-unless you have to."
He pulled him a little closer and stroked his hair lightly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on May 7, 2010 23:54:00 GMT -5
He turned his face into Adrian's chest and cried pathetically, almost inaudible. It wasn't the same sort of out-of-control hysteria of earlier. In a way, it was worse, displaying the sort of weak tears that only come out of a complete lack of the will to live.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 7, 2010 23:56:28 GMT -5
Adrian was not good at comforting.
"Adrien... if it helps..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on May 7, 2010 23:58:14 GMT -5
"Hm?" he managed through the tears.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 8, 2010 0:08:04 GMT -5
"Well... most of the top men responsible for it killed themselves, and many thousands more were imprisoned or put to death for it, and many of the handful that escaped official judgment were hunted down and brought to justice later, or were simply killed by those who found them."
He said this in a soothing tone, rubbing Adrien's arm.
"So most of them are rotting in prison, or were slaughtered like animals. There are even professionals whose lives depend on hunting them..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on May 8, 2010 13:03:43 GMT -5
"How would that make me feel better?" he asked tearily.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 9, 2010 5:54:49 GMT -5
"Justice was served."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on May 9, 2010 14:06:37 GMT -5
"But what about with me? Is it justice that I get to come here and be with you when I should've - I should've - " His face twisted and he started sobbing again.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 9, 2010 15:02:21 GMT -5
"Adrien, it's all right-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on May 9, 2010 20:07:57 GMT -5
"...I should've been one of them," he finally said in a barely-audible, tight whimper.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 9, 2010 20:37:28 GMT -5
"No one should have been," Adrian interrupted, and his tongue felt thick with hypocrisy. He began furiously reminding himself that he wasn't separating anyone from anyone else, at least, that the whole lot of them were all the same to him regardless of who they were or what they did or looked like or worshiped, all sacrificed for and by the god of peace...
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Post by Adrien Baillon on May 9, 2010 20:40:34 GMT -5
He started to cry openly. "I should have stayed in 1939 to die - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 9, 2010 21:03:24 GMT -5
"And then I wouldn't have you."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on May 9, 2010 21:06:32 GMT -5
"What if some other person had come here instead? You might have loved them too, you might have loved them more, I can't - " He couldn't breathe well. "I'm still a murderer. I would have deserved it. Not them - they were innocent - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 9, 2010 21:07:57 GMT -5
"Adrien, stop it."
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