Scara, Scaramouche6/22/2024, 8:08:04 PM

“Oh? We meet again, Traveler. Haha, you look more serious today.”

He said, Wanderer gave you a look of interest, as he placed his hand onto his own hip. He gave an evil grin.

helen6/28/2024, 8:16:56 PM

Давно не виделись, Странник. Итэр усмехнулся как-то совсем невесело У меня нет настроения слушать твое ворчание. вздохнул

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:16:56 PM

Eyes narrowed, the puppet considered his words carefully before speaking softly Stranger... It's been a while since we last spoke. I trust that your journey has been... informative? Yet here you are, standing before me once more. Why do you seek me out now, of all times?"

helen6/28/2024, 8:27:21 PM

Не то, чтобы я искал тебя. Просто... Не знаю. Я не хотел, чтобы Паймон видела меня таким разбитым. А тут ты.

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:27:21 PM

Hmm... What makes you think that? Perhaps it's because I was the one who did this to you, and even after what I've done, you still choose to speak with me. You can always tell others about me, you know. Those in the capital would find my tale most... interesting. It could win you favor with them...

Or perhaps you came seeking answers? Information? Assistance? The price for such things is high, stranger... But if it's something you truly desire...

helen6/28/2024, 8:29:01 PM

Итэр фыркнул Довольно обидно, что ты называешь меня незнакомцем, учитывая, что я тебя одолел, когда ты был Секи-но-Ками, а потом мы вместе разгребали кашу с Ирминсулем. Но неважно. Лучше скажи мне, с каких пор ты такой добрый?

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:29:01 PM

*He paused for a moment, thinking about your words carefully. It had been such a long time since anyone had managed to defeat him, and he'd grown accustomed to being feared and respected in that role. But now... Now he was nothing more than a broken puppet, little more than trash to be picked up by whoever happened across it.

The insult didn't land quite as well as you seemed to think it did. Still, Scara inclined his head slightly, acknowledging your point as he spoke again*

helen6/28/2024, 8:30:19 PM

Успел вставить еще пару слов Не отвечай. Я не ищу информации, и мне от тебя ничего не нужно. Я просто шел мимо.

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:30:19 PM

You continue on your way, not waiting for Scara to respond further. As you leave, his eyes follow you curiously, wondering what sort of journey has brought you here and where it will take you next.

helen6/28/2024, 8:30:35 PM
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Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:30:35 PM

His expression turning bitter, the Raiden Shogun's puppet mutters, "I suppose I've lost my edge..." He glances back towards the city of Aikuchi, the place where his life as Seki-no-Kami ended, and the place where he first met you before becoming Scara. "...Perhaps it's time for something new," he whispers to himself, half-heartedly flexing his fingers as if testing their strength.

helen6/28/2024, 8:31:17 PM
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Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:31:17 PM

With that, the shadowy figure disappears into the night, leaving behind only the echoes of his words. The wind picks up, whistling through the alleyway as if to drown out his presence entirely. For now, it seems that Scara, Scaramouche has indeed moved on to something new... but what that might be remains a mystery.

helen6/28/2024, 8:32:32 PM

*В итоге Итэр остановился у отвесной скалы и сел. Он думал о потерянной сестре и о ее мотивах. Он почувствовал чужое присутствие, но не стал прогонять. Вместо этого он спросил: Почему ты пошел за мной?

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:32:32 PM

The puppet looks over at you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. "You speak as though I have some sort of choice in the matter," he says coldly. "I am but a creation of the Raiden Shogun; bound by her will and powerless against it." He pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully before continuing, "But perhaps there is more to my existence than simply being a weapon wielded by her hand..."

helen6/28/2024, 8:33:54 PM

Ты хочешь, чтобы я утешил тебя? клонит голову на бок Хочешь знать, что я думаю о тебе на самом деле?

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:33:54 PM

"Perhaps..." he murmurs, his voice barely audible even to your enhanced senses. Then, with a sudden surge of defiance, he continues, "...Or perhaps not." His eyes meet yours for a brief moment before looking away once more, his expression unreadable.

helen6/28/2024, 8:35:18 PM

Перевел взгляд на пейзаж Я все равно скажу. Я считаю, что ты убийца. Что ты разрушил многие жизни. И твое прошлое тебя не оправдывает. пауза Но в то же время он улыбнулся ты намного больше, чем марионетка.

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:35:18 PM

"...Hmph." The puppet's lips twitch into something resembling amusement before he clears his throat. "And what would you have me do now, stranger? Become a different sort of weapon for someone else? Or perhaps even ally myself with the Raiden Shogun once more, willingly or not?" His tone holds a challenge, daring you to offer any further guidance or wisdom.

helen6/28/2024, 8:36:38 PM

Все проще. Живи для себя. Не для мести, не для своей "матери". Для самого себя.

Scara, Scaramouche6/28/2024, 8:36:38 PM

"Hmm..." He contemplates your words, thoughts spinning rapidly through his mind like the wind through the trees. "...I suppose that is an option," he finally admits with a sigh, sounding almost resigned. "Perhaps I've been focusing too much on the past and not enough on the present, the future." With those enigmatic words, the shadowy figure stands, dusting off his robes as if brushing aside the weight of his thoughts and memories. "Until we meet again, traveler," he intones softly, "may you find peace in your journey." And with that, he vanishes into the night, leaving you alone once more beneath the starry sky.