[Amber: 002]

[hakanai]

[A few conversations he's had lately have inspired this amber 'post' from Yoshitsugu. He's currently laying down on his bed in the room he shares with a myriad of interesting souls, face-up and holding the amber piece above his head so it can show his face (well, what little of it that is visible).]

The wish to return to your homes is normal, but it is frankly stupid to reject the opportunities for growth you can find here. Accepting them might not hinder you efforts, it might indeed help them, and the personal experiences may prove fruitful and useful for your future... whatever that future might hold.

[As is typical for him, however, he can't help but add something of a dark tease at the end; nothing about his tone suggests it is anything but serious. It probably doesn't take much thought to work out Yoshitsugu's attempt at humour unless you're exceptionally naive, though.]

Of course, it may be unwise to listen to the words of a ghost. Who knows how he might lead you astray?

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[hakanai]

[Yoshisugu has Opinions about how everyone is handling that attempting, but doesn't push the point further. Mostly because he now has a chance for being needlessly dramatic; eyes snapping open, his tone grows dark and ominous for a moment.]

Spent. I did just imply that I was a ghost, did I not?

[finallyfallen]

Ghost may mean something different in your world. Dungeon means something different in mine.

You can't be dead.

[Just like he doesn't believe Judar isn't dead at home. He can't be sure of it, but he had seen him flung away.]

[hakanai]

Oh, I definitely died.

[...it doesn't seem to bother him, at least visibly.]

No doubt about that.

[finallyfallen]

.....

[He doesn't know how to respond to that.]

[hakanai]

I cannot explain how I can be here, but how much of this place can be explained anyway? There is considerable power in this tree.

[Assuming the tree is even involved. Not that Yoshitsugu is really worried about the why; it is what it is. His concerns are for exactly two people, one of whom is also in the tree and finds the 'living' state his friend is in more deeply affecting than anyone else.]

[finallyfallen]

That's true...not much can.

[He'd been confused to see Judar.]

[hakanai]

Best to just go with the flow.

[Except, you know, when it isn't...]

[finallyfallen]

...

[Yeah, no...that would cause too many set backs for him, plus you know his whole canons been trying to get him to do it for...a while.]

I have no intention to follow the 'set path'.

[hakanai]

[That immediately makes Yoshitsugu laugh. Really, what is it with these hopeless fools? His entire life has been filled with them.]

You sound like an old friend.

[Though Yoshitsugu could be called the worst fool of all.]

It's always the same, no matter where I go.

[finallyfallen]

[It's not like following the 'rules' or doing the 'right thing' has done him any good.

Not talking to people is a good way to cut fools out of your life?]

Is that so?

[hakanai]

Oh, yes.

[For Yoshitsugu, what makes him hopeless is how much he is endeared to those hopeless fools. Every time he has resisted the flow it's been for one of them... and every time there has been profound loss.]

[Not that he regrets his choices, and it reflects in his calmness right now. Only one regret lays locked up tight in his heart and it's not related to his past actions.]

Always those empassioned to resist the flow, or even change it, no matter how much it inevitably costs them.

[finallyfallen]

Sometimes it needs changed.

[hakanai]

No doubt about that.

[He closes his eyes, somewhat thoughtful.]

But such efforts frequently do not work; I know this personally.

[finallyfallen]

Be that as it may, I'm not going to give up.

[He's already accepted a horrible death is in store for him.]

[hakanai]

[Typical, isn't it? But Yoshitsugu isn't surprised.]

I'd wish you luck, but you will likely need more than that.

[Ha.]

From one fool to another; may you get the most out of the path you choose.

[finallyfallen]

....

[So far so good, except the whole tree bit. That's gunk in the gears.]

Luck is only what you make it.