yves & jacopo

[noirges]

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[obdure]

There's nothing I need.

[ He seems pretty confident in that. ]

[noirges]

[ help! he laughs ]

You're always so confident, Jacopo.

Are you just looking around the new locations? Searching for anything in particular?

[obdure]

[ He shifts back to the broken mirror for one second, then returns. ]

At the moment, I was looking at the wares, but in general I'm exploring the new area.

[ He is just browsing. ]

So far, a lot less advanced technology here.

[noirges]

[ ok wait ]

... Jacopo?

[obdure]

[ A crack along his face forms. ]

What is it?

[noirges]

[ makes a gesture to his own face, drawing out an oval shape like that'll help indicate what he means?

charades ]

[obdure]

[ .... god ]

At that point, you might as well just use your words. It's fine.

[noirges]

When I say your name, you're a mirror again.

[ why is that... ]

[obdure]

[ Crossing his arms, he tries to think... ]

It's been a while since anyone has called me by that name. I abandoned it when I became lord, so I'm still adjusting.

[noirges]

... did you have to give up a lot of things as lord? What do people normally call you?

[obdure]

My circumstances were different where I did have to. I'm sure those who were raised in nobility had an easier time adjusting to ruling.

[ A shrug. ]

Lord Barnier or lord.

[noirges]

Were you not raised in nobility? But you became a lord nonetheless?

[ tilts head ]

Would you like to be called that now?

[obdure]

I was kidnapped as a child.

[ Easily explains it all. ]

You may choose whatever you want. It doesn't matter.

[noirges]

[ ah ]

You say it so plainly but... I'm sorry, Jacopo. That must've been frightening when you were younger...

[obdure]

There's nothing to apologize for. I don't remember most of my childhood.

[ So like... It didn't even seem that bad to him? That's just life. ]

It simply made my life harder later on.

[noirges]

Because your learning curve was different?

Were you kidnapped solely for the purpose of becoming the lord...?

[obdure]

Yes, though there's the big hurdle of being illiterate.

[ So becoming educated, too. The education gatekeep of the old ages. ]

It was likely an assassination that became a kidnapping. [ He shrugs. ] Manual labor would earn the brigands extra coin. As long as their patron didn't know, I was as good as dead.

[noirges]

.... you talk so straightforwardly about difficult things, Jacopo...

Are you happy with where you ended up? Or... is happiness not part of the equation?

[obdure]

... It is what it is.

[ That's just HOW LIFE IS to him, so he isn't sure how else to say it than it being factual. ]

Duty and happiness doesn't always come hand in hand. If anything, I think it's uncommon.

[noirges]

... yeah. I think that's true. [ he's thinking of. an awful lot of people ]

Then does duty come before all else to you?

[obdure]

It did, but that was when I was alive.

[ Sometimes you die for duty. ]

Nothing to my name now, so I'm focusing on myself.

[noirges]

Ah...

[ understanding, and then... curious: ]

How has that been? [ a beat ] I feel... a little similar.

[obdure]

[ Instantly, ]

This place is goddamn awful.

[noirges]

[ help! he laughs ]

Not very conducive to soul searching, is it?

[obdure]

Not in the slightest. I don't know how they expect us to try to redeem ourselves under these conditions.

And these sweaters are ugly.

[ just saw the ugly Christmas sweaters. ]