He's surprised to find himself feeling rather upset that Terry's not comfortable enough to share to him who it was he was looking for, but at the same time he's also upset that he's feeling upset. It's Terry's problem and he shouldn't butt in, and yet he can't help being concerned because the guy's made up of nothing but reckless energy. ]
Both of us were probably just too pent up, and we let our emotions get the better of us. I'm sorry, too.
[ Despite his words, he's actually so goddamn scared that he can lose control of himself like that. It's similar to what happened with Fujisaki, only he can remember everything clearly, even now. Things he uttered, things he did to Terry. He hovers his hand over the wound that he inflicted on Terry, not quite touching, but it's there. ]
I... didn't want to say some of the things I said, before... um.
[ His voice trails off. Terry looks down, his gaze following where Mondo's hand is going. ]
Just don't press it, and I'll be fine.
[ He wouldn't mind if Mondo did anyway. It's probably what he deserves... or so he thinks. Self loathing is apparently contagious in cetana. He's... not an M. No. lmao
Terry closes his eyes for two seconds and reopens them, looking back at Mondo. ]
Someone said they saw me at the broken castle with my Persona. I've been in town ever since I left in early July. If it was just me, I could understand since I look average, but you can't really mistake seeing Vassago.
[ Terry slowly breathes out. He didn't realize he was basically holding his breath until now. He must be feeling somewhat anxious again. ]
I guess my original would have the same Persona, since... we're pretty much the same people. [ Just muttering that leaves an incredibly bad taste in his mouth, even if it's true. ] I didn't want anyone to meet him, so I figured it would have been best to find him before he got too strong...
[ Persona seems to be unique to its user, from what he's seen so far, so Terry's concern makes sense. For him to be so worried like that, it could only mean one thing: ]
...So he's dangerous.
[ He does remember a few moments during the fight when Terry was acting strangely, almost like it wasn't Terry, especially with the way he continued provoking Mondo, insulting him and trying to fight him harder. A part of him wonders if this 'original' is anything like that - but then again Mondo too lost himself a couple of times during the fight, he was enraged enough to hurt Terry real bad, even if that was the last thing he wanted to do. It doesn't really matter, but he can't quite picture someone who looks just like Terry but with a different stance otherwise. ]
[ Mondo considers all the information Terry is giving him, trying to keep calm despite the urge to just say 'what' at everything. Walking to a certain direction and coming back to the point where he started... huh. That's weird. It's almost like this town and the surrounding forest are the only places there is in this universe. Though not completely the same, it eerily reminds him of Wonderland. He narrows his eyes. ]
He stronger than you?
[ Just so he knows what to expect should they have an unexpected encounter. Terry's obviously a lot stronger than Mondo is, and he was holding back. So if the original is any better... that could be a problem for everyone involved. ]
[ He doesn't want to admit that, but it's the truth. Terry definitely thinks he won't win in a fair fight against his original if he ever met him face to face. ]
He has better specs in every single way. He's stronger, faster, more efficient... everything, really. The only advantage I hold over him is that I can't die, but he can.
Ok, 's good to know he can die. But it ain't like you can get resurrected immediately or shit like that, right? [ Terry won't need to visit the hospital so often if that's the case. ] What were ya plannin', goin' to meet him alone?
No, I just don't die. I'd still be conscious throughout.
[ He wants to exclude the time when he got his heart dug out by the Daitengu because his lifespan also happened to be running short, since that... was a weird time. But he definitely believes that he still has his relative immortality.
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He gets what Mondo is trying to say with that question, but. ]
I was going to ambush him, but I couldn't find him. I'd only need one hit to kill him. He's ruthless. I wouldn't want anyone to meet him. The sooner he's gone, the better.
[ The question was both rhetorical and not. Goddammit, Terry. That's what he doesn't want to hear. ]
And you're absolutely sure you can kill him with just that one hit?
[ Mondo runs his finger through his pompadour in discomfort, starting to want to believe that whoever it was, it wasn't Terry's original. ]
'Sides, how sure is that someone that they saw Vassago? Sure, it's distinctive, but it could be some other red dragon. ...Who's this 'someone' anyways?
I know that I can't fight him. I prolly can't even join you in the battle, 'cuz I'll prolly just be a hindrance. [ Through their fight, he's more than aware that Terry was out of his league. ] But there're other ways, ain't there? I dunno... use my persona to distract Vassago so your Vassago can fight him easier, or somethin'...
[ There's no way he can just let Terry go on his own if he were to know that he's gonna fight his original. He grunts in frustration. ]
[ Back home, Terry never had to worry about his friends being in danger despite how he himself was targeted by other demigods. But now that he has friends that he doesn't want to die and are in danger from time to time, he develops a fear. The fear converts into worry, and sometimes the worry turns into anger. However, Terry is tired right now, so thankfully, it doesn't get that far.
He looks at Mondo evenly before turning on the bench and leans on Mondo's side while his back is facing him. ]
... I don't want you to get caught by him and think that whatever you suffer by his hands is something you deserve.
[ The touch is warm against Mondo's shoulder, that even if Terry isn't facing him, it feels like he can tell what the other's looking like right now. It's... frustrating, sometimes, how much Terry understands him, and how he can tell just how much the guy cares for him. Even if the urge to push Terry away is huge, Mondo doesn't. He stays still where he is. ]
...You know how it goes, Terry. It's an eye for an eye, ain't it?
[ There's no hesitation when he says it. He knows far too many people who have pulled a karma houdini on him enough to be frustrated by it. He bends his knees a little closer to himself and quietly taps them rhythmically as if to ward away whatever else he's feeling right now. ]
[ Mondo breathes in, before he opens his mouth again.
For once, he's incredibly calm when he says this, even if the frustration is still there. ]
Terry, it's a goddamn fact that I killed someone innocent. No matter what the reason was, I fucked up. I took away their future just 'cuz I was insecure. I was envious of that person. There's nothin' that can excuse that.
Then just like how that's your choice, it can also be mine to not take you along when I go searching for my original again.
[ It's quiet. The knee tapping stops, replaced by the fingertips almost clawing at the fabric of his own pants. Terry knows that they'll both be stubborn about this, but he doesn't want to give in. He wants Mondo to live. And honestly? There's nothing that can change that either. ]
[ Mondo's aware of it by now. Both of them are insistent when they have their minds set on something, and will do reckless things for it even if it means putting their own lives in danger. He's still able to maintain his calm, for the most part, shutting his eyes just to regain that composure. ]
's not my choice, Terry. Like I said, it's a fact that I did a mistake that I could never take back. You can say that you'll accept me even if I'm a murderer, but that's 'cuz you dunno the person who died. What if it was someone you cared for?
[ And that is the biggest moral dilemma that Terry currently faces. He's stuck without an answer. He didn't like these kinds of what-ifs, because he's wasting energy on something that hasn't happened. ]
'm not puttin' myself down. I just put myself in the shoes of that person's family. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself, y'know? ...Not that I myself forgive myself. Huh?
[ He's getting himself confused. ]
...Anyway. This and that are two different shit. Can't ya see that?
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[ It's not apology that Mondo wants to hear.
He's surprised to find himself feeling rather upset that Terry's not comfortable enough to share to him who it was he was looking for, but at the same time he's also upset that he's feeling upset. It's Terry's problem and he shouldn't butt in, and yet he can't help being concerned because the guy's made up of nothing but reckless energy. ]
Both of us were probably just too pent up, and we let our emotions get the better of us. I'm sorry, too.
[ Despite his words, he's actually so goddamn scared that he can lose control of himself like that. It's similar to what happened with Fujisaki, only he can remember everything clearly, even now. Things he uttered, things he did to Terry. He hovers his hand over the wound that he inflicted on Terry, not quite touching, but it's there. ]
Still hurt?
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[ His voice trails off. Terry looks down, his gaze following where Mondo's hand is going. ]
Just don't press it, and I'll be fine.
[ He wouldn't mind if Mondo did anyway. It's probably what he deserves... or so he thinks. Self loathing is apparently contagious in cetana. He's... not an M. No. lmao
Terry closes his eyes for two seconds and reopens them, looking back at Mondo. ]
I was... looking for my original.
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Mondo's hand raises, about to ruffle Terry's hair when the guy's words trail off, but it drops back down the moment he hears what Terry said next. ]
Your original...? He's here?
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Someone said they saw me at the broken castle with my Persona. I've been in town ever since I left in early July. If it was just me, I could understand since I look average, but you can't really mistake seeing Vassago.
[ Terry slowly breathes out. He didn't realize he was basically holding his breath until now. He must be feeling somewhat anxious again. ]
I guess my original would have the same Persona, since... we're pretty much the same people. [ Just muttering that leaves an incredibly bad taste in his mouth, even if it's true. ] I didn't want anyone to meet him, so I figured it would have been best to find him before he got too strong...
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...So he's dangerous.
[ He does remember a few moments during the fight when Terry was acting strangely, almost like it wasn't Terry, especially with the way he continued provoking Mondo, insulting him and trying to fight him harder. A part of him wonders if this 'original' is anything like that - but then again Mondo too lost himself a couple of times during the fight, he was enraged enough to hurt Terry real bad, even if that was the last thing he wanted to do. It doesn't really matter, but he can't quite picture someone who looks just like Terry but with a different stance otherwise. ]
So? Didja go back to the castle?
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[ Wait. He needs to tell Mondo this. ]
I can tell where north is. So I kept going in that direction while searching for my original. But I somehow ended up back here.
Also, if you ever think you see him, run away.
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He stronger than you?
[ Just so he knows what to expect should they have an unexpected encounter. Terry's obviously a lot stronger than Mondo is, and he was holding back. So if the original is any better... that could be a problem for everyone involved. ]
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[ He doesn't want to admit that, but it's the truth. Terry definitely thinks he won't win in a fair fight against his original if he ever met him face to face. ]
He has better specs in every single way. He's stronger, faster, more efficient... everything, really. The only advantage I hold over him is that I can't die, but he can.
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[ Mondo heaves an exasperated sigh. ]
Ok, 's good to know he can die. But it ain't like you can get resurrected immediately or shit like that, right? [ Terry won't need to visit the hospital so often if that's the case. ] What were ya plannin', goin' to meet him alone?
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[ He wants to exclude the time when he got his heart dug out by the Daitengu because his lifespan also happened to be running short, since that... was a weird time. But he definitely believes that he still has his relative immortality.
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He gets what Mondo is trying to say with that question, but. ]
I was going to ambush him, but I couldn't find him. I'd only need one hit to kill him. He's ruthless. I wouldn't want anyone to meet him. The sooner he's gone, the better.
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And you're absolutely sure you can kill him with just that one hit?
[ Mondo runs his finger through his pompadour in discomfort, starting to want to believe that whoever it was, it wasn't Terry's original. ]
'Sides, how sure is that someone that they saw Vassago? Sure, it's distinctive, but it could be some other red dragon. ...Who's this 'someone' anyways?
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[ Look, he didn't want to believe it either, okay? Now he has no choice. ]
Most demigods back from my place have something that's similar to a weak point. If it's destroyed, they die. My original's was...
[ He raises his hand slowly and puts the tip of his index finger right below Mondo's left eye. ]
This.
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...'s there somethin' in particular there?
[ He wants specifics, because if Terry's original really here, he needs to be ready for it when he comes. ]
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[ The method is simple, but Terry knows that it would be hard to get there in the first place. Hence, ambush. ]
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[ Even if it's dangerous, even if he knows Terry is undead, he hates the fact that Terry's still bearing the weight all by himself. ]
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[ Mondo... Terry worries about you sometimes. ]
He knows a lot of ways to defend himself while fighting to kill, so it's not going to be easy. He even has Vassago with him.
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[ He yells, a little louder than he meant to. ]
I know that I can't fight him. I prolly can't even join you in the battle, 'cuz I'll prolly just be a hindrance. [ Through their fight, he's more than aware that Terry was out of his league. ] But there're other ways, ain't there? I dunno... use my persona to distract Vassago so your Vassago can fight him easier, or somethin'...
[ There's no way he can just let Terry go on his own if he were to know that he's gonna fight his original. He grunts in frustration. ]
We can think out shit together, Terry.
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He looks at Mondo evenly before turning on the bench and leans on Mondo's side while his back is facing him. ]
... I don't want you to get caught by him and think that whatever you suffer by his hands is something you deserve.
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...You know how it goes, Terry. It's an eye for an eye, ain't it?
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[ There's no hesitation when he says it. He knows far too many people who have pulled a karma houdini on him enough to be frustrated by it. He bends his knees a little closer to himself and quietly taps them rhythmically as if to ward away whatever else he's feeling right now. ]
It doesn't always have to be that way.
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For once, he's incredibly calm when he says this, even if the frustration is still there. ]
Terry, it's a goddamn fact that I killed someone innocent. No matter what the reason was, I fucked up. I took away their future just 'cuz I was insecure. I was envious of that person. There's nothin' that can excuse that.
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[ It's quiet. The knee tapping stops, replaced by the fingertips almost clawing at the fabric of his own pants. Terry knows that they'll both be stubborn about this, but he doesn't want to give in. He wants Mondo to live. And honestly? There's nothing that can change that either. ]
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's not my choice, Terry. Like I said, it's a fact that I did a mistake that I could never take back. You can say that you'll accept me even if I'm a murderer, but that's 'cuz you dunno the person who died. What if it was someone you cared for?
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It's your choice to put yourself down.
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[ He's getting himself confused. ]
...Anyway. This and that are two different shit. Can't ya see that?
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