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[fairytaleknight]

When the battle comes at last, Fakir has decided, it's likely to occur on rough terrain rather than in a salle with a flat wooden floor and a mirrored surface. He ought to practice his sword forms on uneven ground.

That's why Fakir has found a convenient ruined tower in which to run through his Marozzo routines.

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[fairytaleknight]

"..."

Fakir knows lots of emotions.

Anger, hatred, defiance. Cowardice and courage, pride and shame. Lust, love. Longings that Fakir doesn't even know the names of. A dozen gradations of fear, from the fear of being embarrassed in public to the stark terror of death.

Mytho's better off without these feelings. They hurt.

There's happiness, Fakir supposes. That's good.

Fakir doesn't have much to say about happiness.

Roughly, "You'd better ask Tutu."

[princeinpieces.livejournal.com]

Mytho can count the number of feelings he recognizes on his fingers.

Sometimes he tries.

He wants to know what the missing emotions are like, and he wants to know what Tutu feels about him; the world has changed since he started getting his heart back, so he wants to see what it will be like once it's complete. These feelings he has are new and don't fit him well, and sometimes they bump up against each other and they cause him pain, but he would like the rest of them back anyway.

(Why, why? he asks himself.

I don't know.)


"Okay," he tells Fakir.

[fairytaleknight]

Great. Now Mytho really will ask Tutu about emotions. Fakir's just told him to.

Why don't Fakir's plans ever go well?