[Caught off guard, Kakyoin's first response was a (mostly jokingly) irritated frown to cover how confused the sudden name had left him. He wasn't exactly the sort people nicknamed, or at least his usual group had never bothered.]
Yes, they're actually cherries--but let's not, shall we? [Kakyoin folded his arms, concluding he wasn't sure how to deal with that particular form of greeting.] Good afternoon, Diarmuid.
[Unconsciously, Diarmuid reaches up to rub at the mole under his right eye.]
It's a long story. I'll tell you about it later. [He motions for Kakyoin to follow him over to the kitchen table and then gets into one of the cabinets, pulling out a bottle of whiskey and setting it, along with two glasses, on the table.]
You remember when you first arrived and told me about some of the stuff you faced on your home world and made me promise to tell you if I ever saw that man here?
[He followed without a word, giving Diarmuid an odd look at the bottle and glasses, until-]
[...Shit.]
[Kakyoin's expression was very carefully controlled, but the already straight lines of his back and shoulders went rigid as he felt his heart skip a beat or three.]
[Immediately, Diarmuid holds out a hand in an attempt to calm what he can guess is Kakyoin's suddenly racing heart. As he speaks, he starts to pour whiskey into both glasses.]
Not here, thankfully. However, I have recently confirmed that there is someone here who can manipulate time. [He sets one glass in front of Kakyoin and then settles into a chair with the other glass in hand.]
They can manipulate time up to and including the ability to stop time. Considering what you told me that night, I figured you had the right to know before I told anyone else.
[Diarmuid takes a drink of his glass, giving Kakyoin's ignored one a raised eyebrow. Do you know when he started drinking, Kakyoin? So young he can't even remember. That is how young.
He nods toward the glass.]
You aren't drunk enough and don't give me the age argument. I've won it before.
[Diarmuid tends to use humor to lighten a serious situation, but after a certain point, he knows it is better to just get to the point. He is very familiar with that tone of voice, having used it more than once himself.]
I suspected when the Leviathan disappeared from the city as it did, but I was only able to confirm it today. I thought about mentioning it to you before, but I really wanted to be sure first. [He would have felt terrible to upset the teen unnecessarily.]
[It was good that he hadn't pushed the issue; even if Kakyoin had wanted to drink, he'd gone to the clinic for the specific purpose of taking painkillers. And the reason for that was a whole issue he did not want to get into.]
Wh...
[He'd just spoken to Atien. Found him reasonably pleasant, even. But if what Diarmuid was saying really was the case, this was worse than Kakyoin had thought. Much, much worse, even considering all he already knew. If the Watcher and Interloper had been vampires, anything that could get rid of them was already just a little concerning. But the implications of this struck him like...well, like a punch to the stomach.]
[If one overseer had that power, then what would happen if he decided to fight the city's inhabitants? More than that, what could all of the others do?]
[Every last bit of color that was in Kakyoin's face left it, and he stood up from his chair on unreasonably steady legs. He should have been shaking. He should have been--no, he was terrified. The larger implications of this information left him feeling like it was one city with fourteen (fifteen, he reminded himself) people as strong as Dio, if not more so.]
[...And he was the only Stand user. Alone.]
Thank you...for telling me. [His words were strained and halting, sunglasses quickly raised to cover his eyes. He had to breathe. had to focus, had to...something, he didn't even know.]
I think I'll...just be outside, if you...need anything.
[Shit. Shit. It wouldn't be this easy. Diarmuid wasn't going to just let him walk away, but what else was there to say? He couldn't understand, no one could.]
[The tone should sound familiar considering Kakyoin just used it on him. Diarmuid doesn't do more than glance over at Kakyoin for a moment before tipping his glass to his lips and taking a drink from it. This...isn't going to be fun. Ever since the teen arrived, Diarmuid has gotten the impression he is far too...happy to do things alone. However, here that is not something that can be allowed. One person alone can't do anything in this city.
Plus, Kakyoin has a school full of friends ready to help him. And every one of them will be hurt if he decides he has to do anything all by himself.]
You're in no shape to go anywhere, let along climbing up to the roof like you tend to do when you want to be alone to think. I'm not going to make you tell me anything, but I am not going to let you go out and do something stupid either. [He finally looks over to meet Kakyoin's eyes, expression hard and suddenly very warrior-like.]
I was the leader of a group of Ireland's greatest heroes a while. Don't challenge me on this. I put men with abilities crazier than yours on their asses when they wouldn't listen and I will do the same to you, Stand or no.
[Diarmuid releases Kakyoin's gaze then, leaning back in his chair and finishing his drink.]
You aren't alone here and insisting you are only insults the rest of us. You aren't the only one who has been through crazy things. Believe me.
[Kakyoin didn't sit down, but he also didn't leave. He repeated the words with a disbelieving tone, like he was completely astounded by what he was hearing.]
Don't you get it?! Of course I'm alone! Even if the rest of you have been through things I can't imagine...that's just it. I can't imagine it. The reverse is just as true. You don't understand, you can never understand what we were going through together!
[it was frustration rather than any legitimate rage in Kakyoin's voice; obviously this wasn't Diarmuid's fault and he knew that, but...this was just the last straw on a situation that was too much. He wasn't like Jotaro, he couldn't take control of a situation like this.]
I appreciate everything you've done--don't misunderstand and think that I simply don't care, but I can't rely on people who aren't Stand users!
[And there it was.]
[Even if everyone could see Hierophant...even if they could understand 'Kakyoin Noriaki' in doing so, they could never be like him. No one here could be someone he trusted without question, because they weren't like him. hadnlt that been the case since he was a child?]
[I'm different from other people.]
[Because he had Hierophant. Because he'd been through things no one else here had. That was why he had to be alone.]
[Diarmuid's eyes snap back to Kakyoin's face. There is still a hard edge in them, but there is also something softer there now.]
Where in the dictionary does it say that just because someone can't understand completely what others have been through means they still can't work together? Where does it say they still can't be friends? [His glass settles onto the table with a click and then Diarmuid stands up, palms of his hands coming to rest on the table so he can lean forward over it toward Kakyoin.]
When I was a child, the man who was responsible for my birth murdered my half brother in front of me. I was six. It broke my young mind and if my father hadn't wiped the memory of that night from my mind, I would have gone crazy from the shock. Do I expect you to understand that? Of course not, but that doesn't mean you and your experiences can't help me toward understanding this place. It doesn't mean I have to face everything alone. [Diarmuid's eyes narrow.]
And it doesn't mean that I think any friends I make here are trying to take the place of those I have left behind. The friends from your world will always understand you better than we will because they share abilities with you. Along those same lines, I will always be able to understand any Servant or Master who comes to this place better than you. Don't you see that is exactly why we have to work together? My experiences will help those who know nothing about Servants or Master have a chance to understand them better. Not completely, but better. The same holds true for you and any Stand users who come to the city. Who else would we be able to turn to to help us deal with that man should he ever arrive here? [The hard edge suddenly falls from Diarmuid's expression completely and his expression suddenly becomes soft and open.]
Kakyoin, none of us are ever going to be them. We don't want to be. They are your friends in a way we can't copy. Instead, we want to become friends with you in a way only we can--as fellow captives in this city. As people who are trying to figure this place and its overseers out. That is our common link. Not Stand usage. Not being people with special abilities. Not people who have died and been given life again in this strange place.
We are all captives. We are all fighting for our friends and our chance to go home. This is our link. And this is why you do not have to be alone.
[Kakyoin faltered again, taking half a step back and looking away. What Diarmuid was saying seemed to defuse him to a point; the frustration was still here, but he'd gone quiet as he tried to return to his calm and logical self.]
[It didn't really work. Even though he understood what he was hearing, and had to agree there was solid reason to it...even Kakyoin was having trouble processing it.]
I can't-...
[He was...still such a useless coward. Even after all of this, he couldn't change from the weak Kakyoin that gave in to fear months before; the deep sense of shame and self-loathing he felt upon realizing that simply couldn't be measured.]
...if he does arrive here, there's nothing that any of us can do. [The only thing he could focus on was the statement that left a cold chill running down his spine. Come to him for help? That was so sad it was almost funny.] we've already lost so much, I don't even know how the friends I have left can defeat him. And if he does end up trapped here, then that will only be confirmation that the people in control of this place simply can't be stopped.
[Kakyoin refused to look at Diarmuid directly, one hand tightly gripping the fabric of his uniform--near his stomach. His voice had turned unsteady, strained by all the pressure he hadn't let on about until right now.]
I can't...do this, Diarmuid. I'm not--I'm not like my friends, like Jotaro and the others.I thought I'd grown past this, I-I swore I'd never lose again, not to my fear or to anyone else, and I still--!
Want to run? Want to hide? Of course, you feel that way. You are young and you are facing things that even those who are technically immortal have cause to fear. [Fear is a natural reaction. Why do so many hold it against themselves when they feel it?]
Being afraid means you understand the nature of exactly what you are facing. Even I would be afraid to face this man. I have a feeling your friends are probably afraid too, but like you they likely don't want to show it in front of those who are depending on them.
[Diarmuid sighs, running a hand through his hair.]
Kakyoin, it's all right if you aren't them. You don't have to be. All you have to be is you. Use your skills to the best. No battle is won without information being gathered for those fighting. That is what you excel at and I know I would rather have you at my back in a battle than I would many others. [Had they not proven how well they could work together during the Wendigo hunt?]
Who knows? Maybe we can't win or maybe Fate will favor us and we will. Didn't I tell you to keep faith in your friends before? If they found a way to stop him after the clues you left them, then we could do the same if need be. In fact, we are steps ahead because we have you hear to tell us the secret of his power.
Please...stop underestimating yourself. You are a lot stronger and skilled than you think.
[He shook his head, adjusting his sunglasses with the hand that didn't have a deathgrip on his uniform. Was he imagining the pain in his stomach? Kakyoin honestly hoped so, but he still doubted that was the case.]
Don't give me the whole 'fear is only natural' philosophy, I don't want to hear it. All I have to be is myself? You don't even know who that is!
[For Kakyoin, those two lines of thought were very closely tied together. No one knew the kind of weakness that had led Kakyoin to meet his friends in the first place--he hadn't even told any of them the details of it. Only two people knew the kind of sickening fear that Kakyoin had given into, and one was an immortal vampire back in Egypt.]
You don't have any idea the kind of trouble that fear's gotten me into. Don't trust your back to someone like me, least of all against...against all of this.
[By now, Hierophant had started to respond to its user's agitation. It didn't attack or even present a threat, but as Kakyoin seemed so intent on drawing back as much as physically possible, a thin coil wrapped around his arms and over his shoulders like a particularly long and comforting scarf.]
...I'm a coward. I'm still...just a coward, and that's exactly what got me into all of this.
Forgive me if I don't take the advice of one who claims to not know himself. [There could be malice in those words or even mocking, but neither emotion is present. Instead, Diarmuid's tone is even as if he is just stating a fact instead of making a judgment. However, instead of saying more, Diarmuid just finds himself frowning slightly, especially when he notices Hierophant Green's appearance. He doesn't like that he is upsetting Kakyoin this much, but if the boy doesn't face this, what will he do?
Keep running forever?]
You're right. I don't know the kind of trouble that fear has gotten you into because you haven't told me, but I do know this: Running from that fear means you are going to stay the thing you hate so much. Unless you accept it, you will never stop being a coward. The brave look at their failures and swear they will not repeat them, and then, even if they do, they do not give up, but swear anew and step forward again.
If being a coward got you here, then decide to stop being one so you can find out way out again. Seeing things that others cannot is one of your strengths. Use that strength not to look outside of yourself for once, but to look inside of yourself.
Aren't you the one who told me your Stand is your soul? So look at your soul, Kakyoin, really look at it. Feel it as it reaches out to comfort you right now. Has it ever failed you when you were in need? Has it ever not been there? There is more to your soul than you are letting yourself see. Don't do yourself such disservice.
I already-...I tried that, Diarmuid. I swore I'd never lose again, that I'd face what I was once so terrified of, and he killed me for it. Now I'm faced with something exponentially worse, and you honestly think there's anything any of us can do against that?
[But he took a deep breath to steady himself, hand lowering to rest on his Stand. Hierophant had been there for as long as he could remember. Even when he was alone, even in the most hopeless and desperate fights, there was this one constant he could rely on.The others had said that a Stand was powered by one's fighting spirit--their own willpower. So...was it really hopeless? Or was Kakyoin just letting himself think it was, even when his truest reflection knew better?]
[One thing was for sure--this conversation was going nowhere. He was going to have to come clean, at least to a point. But could he, really? Was it possible he could let himself truly rely on people that just weren't like him?]
...I'm...sorry. There's a lot that I haven't told you--that I haven't told anyone.I'm not used to this kind of thing, so...
[Hesitantly, he took his hand off of Hierophant and pulled off his sunglasses.]
Will you let me try to be a little more forthcoming with information? So you can understand what I mean when I say 'I can't give in to fear'.
Honestly? I don't know, but that doesn't mean I am going to give up before I even try, because if I do? It means that there really is no hope and it is not in my nature to accept that a situation is hopeless. Not when my father taught me that as long as I never give up and keep fighting for what I want, someday I will accomplish it.
[Diarmuid settles back into his chair, hands wrapping around his glass, though he doesn't refill it. Again, much like when they had been discussing the Overseers, he simply needs something to do with his hands.]
I would very much like to hear whatever you would like to tell me. There is so much that we don't know about each other and the things I am saying I can only say based on my own experiences which differ wildly from yours.
However, there is one thing I must ask of you before you start. You do realize that accepting your fear is much different than giving into it, right? In fact, they are mutually exclusive. Accepting your fear means that you understand it and accept it as part of you. You control it and use it to strengthen yourself. You do not let it control you. Only if you let it control you, do you give into it. That is when it changes from a strengthening agent, to a weakening one.
... [Kakyoin didn't have much of a frame of reference for these things; most of his life it had been only himself and Hierophant. because he couldn't relate to people without Stands, he'd never tried to befriend them. So his understanding of matters involving emotion and basically anything that couldn't be dissected logically was...a bit lacking.]
Just...let me talk, for a minute. We can revisit that concept in just a moment.
[Best to set it aside for now; he could at least give the idea context before properly approaching it.]
A while before all of this happened, my parents and I were on vacation in Egypt. That's...where I met him for the first time. Dio was practically collecting Stand users in the form of followers, like he was trying to build a small army. Most of them were people cruel enough or blinded by some sick devotion to follow him, but that wasn't his only method of gaining allies.
[Taking a deep breath, Kakyoin slowly took a seat and began to say what he'd never admitted to anyone.]
I was terrified of him--I knew he was going to kill me as easily as someone can crush an ant and with just as much thought for the action.
I couldn't fight, I couldn't even move. Instead of killing me, he implanted something in my head that made me little more than his own personal chess piece.
I gave in to my fear, and instead of fighting back with everything that I had...I spent three months as Dio's puppet.
Do you understand what I'm saying, Diarmuid? Because I was afraid, because I was a coward who only cared for surviving, I almost killed someone just because I was ordered to. My concern for my own life lost me my pride, my dignity, and control of my mind all in one second.
[As emotional as Diarmuid can be, he does understand that sometimes talking to get the emotion out of the way is necessary whether the person realizes that is what they are doing or not. Besides, as he said, the more he knows, the easier it will be for him to try to help, so he listens closely as Kakyoin speaks. However, as the story comes out, it is obvious that while Kakyoin may be getting emotion out, Diarmuid is actually building emotion.
Anger. Not at the teen, naturally, but at the man who put him through so much at such a young age.
His hands tighten around the glass he is holding and, if Kakyoin is not too caught up in his story, he will notice it begin to crack. It is literally split seconds from shattering when Diarmuid realizes what he is doing and releases his hold on it. It is a good thing that the glass is empty, though, since as soon as nothing is holding it together, several pieces fall out to land beside it on the table.
Diarmuid draws a breath in and then slowly lets it out, putting a firm grip on his anger. He then stands and moves to sit next to Kakyoin, one of his hands lifting to rest on the teen's arm. That hand--shaking slightly--along with Diarmuid's eyes, show barely restrained anger, but it is clear from his voice, none of that anger is directed at Kakyoin himself.
No, it is all saved for Dio.]
When I saw the man who I will never call father kill my half brother, I froze in fear too. Would he attack my father next? The man who would become my lord? Me? When faced with life or death situations for the first time, freezing and being overwhelmed with fear is a natural reaction. Especially when you are young. You were a boy on vacation with your family. You never expected something like that to happen, just like I never expected a simple visitation to turn to murder.
[They aren't the same thing and Diarmuid knows they aren't. However, it is the closest he can come to understanding and so he tries.]
I won't tell you that it is wrong to be upset with yourself for giving in. Maybe in another world or at another time you might have done differently, but that can't changed now. What you need to do is focus on leaving that behind you because if you don't--if you don't learn to control that fear and use it--then it will be as if he is still controlling you even now.
[Still coiled around its user's arms, Hierophant shrank back slightly. While neither of them were afraid of Diarmuid by any stretch of the imagination, Kakyoin had clearly picked up on the underlying emotion whether he'd seen the glass break or not.]
I don't...know how. [The admission was quiet and hesitant, miles from the proud, confident demeanor he so often carried himself with.]
I thought the only way to overcome my fear and self-loathing was to confront it head-on. To...resolve to leave that weak, pathetic Kakyoin behind and become someone that could stand with the friends that saved me from all of that.
[Kakyoin hesitated, gripping the fabric of his uniform again.]
I couldn't do it. Even if I faced him without fear for my own life, it wasn't enough. Because now I'm just...terrified, all over again. I don't know how to control my fear, I can't even move past it.
I don't....I don't know what to do, Diarmuid. I can't do anything on my own.
[When Diarmuid notices the Stand draw back, he closes his eyes a moment, an embarrassed look driving away the anger for now.]
Sorry. I...don't react well to those who use their power and influence to hurt others like he hurt you.
[And that is an understatement. What he would really like to do is get his hands on Dio and rip him to small bits, ability to stop time or not.]
It's okay if you don't know how, though. [After taking a deep breath, Diarmuid opens his eyes again and gives Kakyoin's arm a gentle squeeze.]
That is where the rest of us come in. We can help you learn, but you have to let us try. We won't always be right and there are times when the fear will come back no matter what you do. That is because you can never really be rid of your fear. It is part of you which is why before you can make any process you have to accept it.
[Diarmuid gives Kakyoin a confident and welcoming look.]
You have leaned on yourself for a long time. For now, lean on us and realize it is okay if you can't do things on your own because you don't need to. Your friends from home are ever in your heart and the rest of us are here beside you. You are never truly alone.
[He didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't meet Diarmuid's gaze either. Kakyoin fell completely silent as he thought this over, and yet the most prevalent issue in his mind was what's going to happen if I go back to Egypt?]
[Even if they got his message and knew how Dio's Stand worked, what could they do? How could they fight stopped time? How could anyone here do it?]
[...No. Wait. Wait, it wasn't that hopeless at all. If someone here--someone who wasn't actively trying to kill them--could stop time, then this was perfect. They could learn about how an ability like that worked...and learn how to counter it. And if Kakyoin could get information like that and if he could find a way back that didn't mean his instant death? Everything would be fine. They could fight him together, they could go home together.]
...They were...the first friends I ever had.
[Another quiet admission, this time coupled with he unsaid statement of so I have to fight for them. Gradually, Kakyoin regained his composure and began to properly steady himself for the first time in this entire conversation. Taking a deep breath, the teenager continued in a voice that was much more like his usual calm self.]
I've always been alone, because...I'm different from other people. Others couldn't see my Hierophant, so they could never understand me. The day I was sent to kill Kujo Jotaro was the day I met people who could see both 'Hierophant Green' and 'Kakyoin Noriaki' for what we truly are. For the first time, I had people I could share a common goal with and rely on.
I think...I'm beginning to understand my own error in judgment. I'm sorry that I haven't been entirely truthful with any of you, and that I've gone out of my way to hide as much as I possibly could. Knowing that I've failed to trust any of you, despite all that you've done, I'll ask for your forgiveness. It's not your fault, rather that I'm just...accustomed to being alone. That I don't know how to trust people who aren't the friends that saved my life. But I want to work with the rest of you and find a way out of this city, a way where I don't-...where none of us have to suffer.
[He paused and finally looked up, meeting Diarmuid's eyes with the look of a lost and uncertain teenager, rather than a hardened battle tactician.]
So is it...acceptable, if I try again?
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Date: 2015-07-24 09:32 pm (UTC)[Caught off guard, Kakyoin's first response was a (mostly jokingly) irritated frown to cover how confused the sudden name had left him. He wasn't exactly the sort people nicknamed, or at least his usual group had never bothered.]
Yes, they're actually cherries--but let's not, shall we? [Kakyoin folded his arms, concluding he wasn't sure how to deal with that particular form of greeting.] Good afternoon, Diarmuid.
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Date: 2015-07-24 09:50 pm (UTC)Is it that bad? I mean, it's not like when I was called Diarmuid of the Lovespot.
[Now that was an annoying nickname...]
Do you have a few minutes? There's something I've been wanting to talk to you about.
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Date: 2015-07-24 09:51 pm (UTC)[Sigh.]
Sure, I have time. What is it?
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Date: 2015-07-24 09:57 pm (UTC)It's a long story. I'll tell you about it later.
[He motions for Kakyoin to follow him over to the kitchen table and then gets into one of the cabinets, pulling out a bottle of whiskey and setting it, along with two glasses, on the table.]
You remember when you first arrived and told me about some of the stuff you faced on your home world and made me promise to tell you if I ever saw that man here?
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:00 pm (UTC)[He followed without a word, giving Diarmuid an odd look at the bottle and glasses, until-]
[...Shit.]
[Kakyoin's expression was very carefully controlled, but the already straight lines of his back and shoulders went rigid as he felt his heart skip a beat or three.]
Where is he.
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:11 pm (UTC)Not here, thankfully. However, I have recently confirmed that there is someone here who can manipulate time.
[He sets one glass in front of Kakyoin and then settles into a chair with the other glass in hand.]
They can manipulate time up to and including the ability to stop time. Considering what you told me that night, I figured you had the right to know before I told anyone else.
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:13 pm (UTC)[His voice faltered, Kakyoin making a concentrated effort to stay calm as he took a seat.]
[The fast that he ignored the glass was half because there were clearly more important things to concentrate on and half because he's seventeen.]
Who is it?
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:19 pm (UTC)He nods toward the glass.]
You aren't drunk enough and don't give me the age argument. I've won it before.
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:21 pm (UTC)[That voice was audibly the tone of the team parent, edged with the sound of someone trying very hard to keep what little remained of his patience.]
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:29 pm (UTC)[Diarmuid tends to use humor to lighten a serious situation, but after a certain point, he knows it is better to just get to the point. He is very familiar with that tone of voice, having used it more than once himself.]
I suspected when the Leviathan disappeared from the city as it did, but I was only able to confirm it today. I thought about mentioning it to you before, but I really wanted to be sure first.
[He would have felt terrible to upset the teen unnecessarily.]
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:39 pm (UTC)Wh...
[He'd just spoken to Atien. Found him reasonably pleasant, even. But if what Diarmuid was saying really was the case, this was worse than Kakyoin had thought. Much, much worse, even considering all he already knew. If the Watcher and Interloper had been vampires, anything that could get rid of them was already just a little concerning. But the implications of this struck him like...well, like a punch to the stomach.]
[If one overseer had that power, then what would happen if he decided to fight the city's inhabitants? More than that, what could all of the others do?]
[Every last bit of color that was in Kakyoin's face left it, and he stood up from his chair on unreasonably steady legs. He should have been shaking. He should have been--no, he was terrified. The larger implications of this information left him feeling like it was one city with fourteen (fifteen, he reminded himself) people as strong as Dio, if not more so.]
[...And he was the only Stand user. Alone.]
Thank you...for telling me. [His words were strained and halting, sunglasses quickly raised to cover his eyes. He had to breathe. had to focus, had to...something, he didn't even know.]
I think I'll...just be outside, if you...need anything.
[Shit. Shit. It wouldn't be this easy. Diarmuid wasn't going to just let him walk away, but what else was there to say? He couldn't understand, no one could.]
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Date: 2015-07-24 10:59 pm (UTC)[The tone should sound familiar considering Kakyoin just used it on him. Diarmuid doesn't do more than glance over at Kakyoin for a moment before tipping his glass to his lips and taking a drink from it. This...isn't going to be fun. Ever since the teen arrived, Diarmuid has gotten the impression he is far too...happy to do things alone. However, here that is not something that can be allowed. One person alone can't do anything in this city.
Plus, Kakyoin has a school full of friends ready to help him. And every one of them will be hurt if he decides he has to do anything all by himself.]
You're in no shape to go anywhere, let along climbing up to the roof like you tend to do when you want to be alone to think. I'm not going to make you tell me anything, but I am not going to let you go out and do something stupid either.
[He finally looks over to meet Kakyoin's eyes, expression hard and suddenly very warrior-like.]
I was the leader of a group of Ireland's greatest heroes a while. Don't challenge me on this. I put men with abilities crazier than yours on their asses when they wouldn't listen and I will do the same to you, Stand or no.
[Diarmuid releases Kakyoin's gaze then, leaning back in his chair and finishing his drink.]
You aren't alone here and insisting you are only insults the rest of us. You aren't the only one who has been through crazy things. Believe me.
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Date: 2015-07-24 11:15 pm (UTC)[Kakyoin didn't sit down, but he also didn't leave. He repeated the words with a disbelieving tone, like he was completely astounded by what he was hearing.]
Don't you get it?! Of course I'm alone! Even if the rest of you have been through things I can't imagine...that's just it. I can't imagine it. The reverse is just as true. You don't understand, you can never understand what we were going through together!
[it was frustration rather than any legitimate rage in Kakyoin's voice; obviously this wasn't Diarmuid's fault and he knew that, but...this was just the last straw on a situation that was too much. He wasn't like Jotaro, he couldn't take control of a situation like this.]
I appreciate everything you've done--don't misunderstand and think that I simply don't care, but I can't rely on people who aren't Stand users!
[And there it was.]
[Even if everyone could see Hierophant...even if they could understand 'Kakyoin Noriaki' in doing so, they could never be like him. No one here could be someone he trusted without question, because they weren't like him. hadnlt that been the case since he was a child?]
[I'm different from other people.]
[Because he had Hierophant. Because he'd been through things no one else here had. That was why he had to be alone.]
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Date: 2015-07-24 11:46 pm (UTC)Where in the dictionary does it say that just because someone can't understand completely what others have been through means they still can't work together? Where does it say they still can't be friends?
[His glass settles onto the table with a click and then Diarmuid stands up, palms of his hands coming to rest on the table so he can lean forward over it toward Kakyoin.]
When I was a child, the man who was responsible for my birth murdered my half brother in front of me. I was six. It broke my young mind and if my father hadn't wiped the memory of that night from my mind, I would have gone crazy from the shock. Do I expect you to understand that? Of course not, but that doesn't mean you and your experiences can't help me toward understanding this place. It doesn't mean I have to face everything alone.
[Diarmuid's eyes narrow.]
And it doesn't mean that I think any friends I make here are trying to take the place of those I have left behind. The friends from your world will always understand you better than we will because they share abilities with you. Along those same lines, I will always be able to understand any Servant or Master who comes to this place better than you. Don't you see that is exactly why we have to work together? My experiences will help those who know nothing about Servants or Master have a chance to understand them better. Not completely, but better. The same holds true for you and any Stand users who come to the city. Who else would we be able to turn to to help us deal with that man should he ever arrive here?
[The hard edge suddenly falls from Diarmuid's expression completely and his expression suddenly becomes soft and open.]
Kakyoin, none of us are ever going to be them. We don't want to be. They are your friends in a way we can't copy. Instead, we want to become friends with you in a way only we can--as fellow captives in this city. As people who are trying to figure this place and its overseers out. That is our common link. Not Stand usage. Not being people with special abilities. Not people who have died and been given life again in this strange place.
We are all captives. We are all fighting for our friends and our chance to go home. This is our link. And this is why you do not have to be alone.
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Date: 2015-07-25 12:05 am (UTC)[Kakyoin faltered again, taking half a step back and looking away. What Diarmuid was saying seemed to defuse him to a point; the frustration was still here, but he'd gone quiet as he tried to return to his calm and logical self.]
[It didn't really work. Even though he understood what he was hearing, and had to agree there was solid reason to it...even Kakyoin was having trouble processing it.]
I can't-...
[He was...still such a useless coward. Even after all of this, he couldn't change from the weak Kakyoin that gave in to fear months before; the deep sense of shame and self-loathing he felt upon realizing that simply couldn't be measured.]
...if he does arrive here, there's nothing that any of us can do. [The only thing he could focus on was the statement that left a cold chill running down his spine. Come to him for help? That was so sad it was almost funny.] we've already lost so much, I don't even know how the friends I have left can defeat him. And if he does end up trapped here, then that will only be confirmation that the people in control of this place simply can't be stopped.
[Kakyoin refused to look at Diarmuid directly, one hand tightly gripping the fabric of his uniform--near his stomach. His voice had turned unsteady, strained by all the pressure he hadn't let on about until right now.]
I can't...do this, Diarmuid. I'm not--I'm not like my friends, like Jotaro and the others.I thought I'd grown past this, I-I swore I'd never lose again, not to my fear or to anyone else, and I still--!
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Date: 2015-07-25 12:32 am (UTC)[Fear is a natural reaction. Why do so many hold it against themselves when they feel it?]
Being afraid means you understand the nature of exactly what you are facing. Even I would be afraid to face this man. I have a feeling your friends are probably afraid too, but like you they likely don't want to show it in front of those who are depending on them.
[Diarmuid sighs, running a hand through his hair.]
Kakyoin, it's all right if you aren't them. You don't have to be. All you have to be is you. Use your skills to the best. No battle is won without information being gathered for those fighting. That is what you excel at and I know I would rather have you at my back in a battle than I would many others.
[Had they not proven how well they could work together during the Wendigo hunt?]
Who knows? Maybe we can't win or maybe Fate will favor us and we will. Didn't I tell you to keep faith in your friends before? If they found a way to stop him after the clues you left them, then we could do the same if need be. In fact, we are steps ahead because we have you hear to tell us the secret of his power.
Please...stop underestimating yourself. You are a lot stronger and skilled than you think.
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Date: 2015-07-25 12:44 am (UTC)[He shook his head, adjusting his sunglasses with the hand that didn't have a deathgrip on his uniform. Was he imagining the pain in his stomach? Kakyoin honestly hoped so, but he still doubted that was the case.]
Don't give me the whole 'fear is only natural' philosophy, I don't want to hear it. All I have to be is myself? You don't even know who that is!
[For Kakyoin, those two lines of thought were very closely tied together. No one knew the kind of weakness that had led Kakyoin to meet his friends in the first place--he hadn't even told any of them the details of it. Only two people knew the kind of sickening fear that Kakyoin had given into, and one was an immortal vampire back in Egypt.]
You don't have any idea the kind of trouble that fear's gotten me into. Don't trust your back to someone like me, least of all against...against all of this.
[By now, Hierophant had started to respond to its user's agitation. It didn't attack or even present a threat, but as Kakyoin seemed so intent on drawing back as much as physically possible, a thin coil wrapped around his arms and over his shoulders like a particularly long and comforting scarf.]
...I'm a coward. I'm still...just a coward, and that's exactly what got me into all of this.
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Date: 2015-07-25 01:07 am (UTC)[There could be malice in those words or even mocking, but neither emotion is present. Instead, Diarmuid's tone is even as if he is just stating a fact instead of making a judgment. However, instead of saying more, Diarmuid just finds himself frowning slightly, especially when he notices Hierophant Green's appearance. He doesn't like that he is upsetting Kakyoin this much, but if the boy doesn't face this, what will he do?
Keep running forever?]
You're right. I don't know the kind of trouble that fear has gotten you into because you haven't told me, but I do know this: Running from that fear means you are going to stay the thing you hate so much. Unless you accept it, you will never stop being a coward. The brave look at their failures and swear they will not repeat them, and then, even if they do, they do not give up, but swear anew and step forward again.
If being a coward got you here, then decide to stop being one so you can find out way out again. Seeing things that others cannot is one of your strengths. Use that strength not to look outside of yourself for once, but to look inside of yourself.
Aren't you the one who told me your Stand is your soul? So look at your soul, Kakyoin, really look at it. Feel it as it reaches out to comfort you right now. Has it ever failed you when you were in need? Has it ever not been there? There is more to your soul than you are letting yourself see. Don't do yourself such disservice.
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Date: 2015-07-25 01:24 am (UTC)[But he took a deep breath to steady himself, hand lowering to rest on his Stand. Hierophant had been there for as long as he could remember. Even when he was alone, even in the most hopeless and desperate fights, there was this one constant he could rely on.The others had said that a Stand was powered by one's fighting spirit--their own willpower. So...was it really hopeless? Or was Kakyoin just letting himself think it was, even when his truest reflection knew better?]
[One thing was for sure--this conversation was going nowhere. He was going to have to come clean, at least to a point. But could he, really? Was it possible he could let himself truly rely on people that just weren't like him?]
...I'm...sorry. There's a lot that I haven't told you--that I haven't told anyone.I'm not used to this kind of thing, so...
[Hesitantly, he took his hand off of Hierophant and pulled off his sunglasses.]
Will you let me try to be a little more forthcoming with information? So you can understand what I mean when I say 'I can't give in to fear'.
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Date: 2015-07-25 01:40 am (UTC)[Diarmuid settles back into his chair, hands wrapping around his glass, though he doesn't refill it. Again, much like when they had been discussing the Overseers, he simply needs something to do with his hands.]
I would very much like to hear whatever you would like to tell me. There is so much that we don't know about each other and the things I am saying I can only say based on my own experiences which differ wildly from yours.
However, there is one thing I must ask of you before you start. You do realize that accepting your fear is much different than giving into it, right? In fact, they are mutually exclusive. Accepting your fear means that you understand it and accept it as part of you. You control it and use it to strengthen yourself. You do not let it control you. Only if you let it control you, do you give into it. That is when it changes from a strengthening agent, to a weakening one.
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Date: 2015-07-25 01:59 am (UTC)Just...let me talk, for a minute. We can revisit that concept in just a moment.
[Best to set it aside for now; he could at least give the idea context before properly approaching it.]
A while before all of this happened, my parents and I were on vacation in Egypt. That's...where I met him for the first time. Dio was practically collecting Stand users in the form of followers, like he was trying to build a small army. Most of them were people cruel enough or blinded by some sick devotion to follow him, but that wasn't his only method of gaining allies.
[Taking a deep breath, Kakyoin slowly took a seat and began to say what he'd never admitted to anyone.]
I was terrified of him--I knew he was going to kill me as easily as someone can crush an ant and with just as much thought for the action.
I couldn't fight, I couldn't even move. Instead of killing me, he implanted something in my head that made me little more than his own personal chess piece.
I gave in to my fear, and instead of fighting back with everything that I had...I spent three months as Dio's puppet.
Do you understand what I'm saying, Diarmuid? Because I was afraid, because I was a coward who only cared for surviving, I almost killed someone just because I was ordered to. My concern for my own life lost me my pride, my dignity, and control of my mind all in one second.
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Date: 2015-07-25 08:50 pm (UTC)[As emotional as Diarmuid can be, he does understand that sometimes talking to get the emotion out of the way is necessary whether the person realizes that is what they are doing or not. Besides, as he said, the more he knows, the easier it will be for him to try to help, so he listens closely as Kakyoin speaks. However, as the story comes out, it is obvious that while Kakyoin may be getting emotion out, Diarmuid is actually building emotion.
Anger. Not at the teen, naturally, but at the man who put him through so much at such a young age.
His hands tighten around the glass he is holding and, if Kakyoin is not too caught up in his story, he will notice it begin to crack. It is literally split seconds from shattering when Diarmuid realizes what he is doing and releases his hold on it. It is a good thing that the glass is empty, though, since as soon as nothing is holding it together, several pieces fall out to land beside it on the table.
Diarmuid draws a breath in and then slowly lets it out, putting a firm grip on his anger. He then stands and moves to sit next to Kakyoin, one of his hands lifting to rest on the teen's arm. That hand--shaking slightly--along with Diarmuid's eyes, show barely restrained anger, but it is clear from his voice, none of that anger is directed at Kakyoin himself.
No, it is all saved for Dio.]
When I saw the man who I will never call father kill my half brother, I froze in fear too. Would he attack my father next? The man who would become my lord? Me? When faced with life or death situations for the first time, freezing and being overwhelmed with fear is a natural reaction. Especially when you are young. You were a boy on vacation with your family. You never expected something like that to happen, just like I never expected a simple visitation to turn to murder.
[They aren't the same thing and Diarmuid knows they aren't. However, it is the closest he can come to understanding and so he tries.]
I won't tell you that it is wrong to be upset with yourself for giving in. Maybe in another world or at another time you might have done differently, but that can't changed now. What you need to do is focus on leaving that behind you because if you don't--if you don't learn to control that fear and use it--then it will be as if he is still controlling you even now.
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Date: 2015-07-25 09:08 pm (UTC)I don't...know how. [The admission was quiet and hesitant, miles from the proud, confident demeanor he so often carried himself with.]
I thought the only way to overcome my fear and self-loathing was to confront it head-on. To...resolve to leave that weak, pathetic Kakyoin behind and become someone that could stand with the friends that saved me from all of that.
[Kakyoin hesitated, gripping the fabric of his uniform again.]
I couldn't do it. Even if I faced him without fear for my own life, it wasn't enough. Because now I'm just...terrified, all over again. I don't know how to control my fear, I can't even move past it.
I don't....I don't know what to do, Diarmuid. I can't do anything on my own.
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Date: 2015-07-25 09:59 pm (UTC)Sorry. I...don't react well to those who use their power and influence to hurt others like he hurt you.
[And that is an understatement. What he would really like to do is get his hands on Dio and rip him to small bits, ability to stop time or not.]
It's okay if you don't know how, though.
[After taking a deep breath, Diarmuid opens his eyes again and gives Kakyoin's arm a gentle squeeze.]
That is where the rest of us come in. We can help you learn, but you have to let us try. We won't always be right and there are times when the fear will come back no matter what you do. That is because you can never really be rid of your fear. It is part of you which is why before you can make any process you have to accept it.
[Diarmuid gives Kakyoin a confident and welcoming look.]
You have leaned on yourself for a long time. For now, lean on us and realize it is okay if you can't do things on your own because you don't need to. Your friends from home are ever in your heart and the rest of us are here beside you. You are never truly alone.
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Date: 2015-07-25 10:24 pm (UTC)[He didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't meet Diarmuid's gaze either. Kakyoin fell completely silent as he thought this over, and yet the most prevalent issue in his mind was what's going to happen if I go back to Egypt?]
[Even if they got his message and knew how Dio's Stand worked, what could they do? How could they fight stopped time? How could anyone here do it?]
[...No. Wait. Wait, it wasn't that hopeless at all. If someone here--someone who wasn't actively trying to kill them--could stop time, then this was perfect. They could learn about how an ability like that worked...and learn how to counter it. And if Kakyoin could get information like that and if he could find a way back that didn't mean his instant death? Everything would be fine. They could fight him together, they could go home together.]
...They were...the first friends I ever had.
[Another quiet admission, this time coupled with he unsaid statement of so I have to fight for them. Gradually, Kakyoin regained his composure and began to properly steady himself for the first time in this entire conversation. Taking a deep breath, the teenager continued in a voice that was much more like his usual calm self.]
I've always been alone, because...I'm different from other people. Others couldn't see my Hierophant, so they could never understand me. The day I was sent to kill Kujo Jotaro was the day I met people who could see both 'Hierophant Green' and 'Kakyoin Noriaki' for what we truly are. For the first time, I had people I could share a common goal with and rely on.
I think...I'm beginning to understand my own error in judgment. I'm sorry that I haven't been entirely truthful with any of you, and that I've gone out of my way to hide as much as I possibly could. Knowing that I've failed to trust any of you, despite all that you've done, I'll ask for your forgiveness. It's not your fault, rather that I'm just...accustomed to being alone. That I don't know how to trust people who aren't the friends that saved my life. But I want to work with the rest of you and find a way out of this city, a way where I don't-...where none of us have to suffer.
[He paused and finally looked up, meeting Diarmuid's eyes with the look of a lost and uncertain teenager, rather than a hardened battle tactician.]
So is it...acceptable, if I try again?
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