snackrat | (no subject)

What kind of question is that? Everyone wants something.

That's what I believe. But you seem rather uninterested in what would normally entice someone.

That's because they do nothing for me. Power and status are too complicated, so I can't use them to get what I want.

[What on earth can be gained without power and status??? aside from like, gardening.]

....What is it you want?

To find where I belong.

[simply]

Where you belong?

[This is a totally weird and foreign concept to this guy apparently, he's just staring in confusion.]

Where I can stop. Is it that weird?

Stop...?

[He leans forward, genuinely interested, and also openly confused.]

I can't say if it's weird or not. It's not something I've heard before.

I got the idea last time I was summoned. I thought it was something a human would understand.

Is it...

Tell me more, about the last time you were summoned?

I was summoned by the leader of a band of mercenaries, last time. He wasn't the leader then, he was just a kid, but we contracted for a long time for a human.

[three hundred years is a long time, okay. plenty of time for non-gjallarhorn illegal summonings. and this maybe explains his clothes.]

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And he convinced you to want a place to belong.

[In context it makes a bit more sense, but it also sounds a bit tragic. Well, the world is full of tragedy, that's nothing surprising.]

We were finding it for him and his. It made sense.

A place to belong....

Did you ever find it together?

[He's guessing not, since it's still a desire.]

I think he found it. He wouldn't have stopped, just because of what happened to me. He knew I wouldn't let him stop.

Were you that set on the goal?

[What a strange thought. But maybe it's not that removed from McGillis' own intentions, if it's stripped to the bare bones. His are just...Less pure, he supposes. Quite a bit more calculated than an orphan's wish most likely.]

If you summon a demon to get something done, it's getting done.

[his demeanor has gone intense, eyes... a little scary maybe, in their conviction.]

I won't let you stop, either.

[That's actually a rather good look, McGillis thinks.]

Good. I'll be counting on you then.

Do.

[...another cookie.]

[I'm gonna start feeding you fruit child.]

Though out of curiosity, what happens if I do stop before my goal?

[No way in hell that is happening but. He's curious.]

[fruit is also good.]

You don't.

[simply, that terrifying spark still in his gaze.]

Hm. Well, it's not an option anyway.

Shall we retire for the night? Of course you're free to roam as you please, but tomorrow we start working together.

Sure.

-Oh, but if you get me clothes, make sure they aren't too tight. Unless you want someone to notice my Alaya Vijnana.

Ah... Yes. I'll keep that in mind.

[stands, snagging another few cookies and shoving them in his pockets.

get that boy some nuts or grapes or something.]

'Night.