Midousuji thinks about it, his eyes widening with indignation. his whole life, even putting his head down and doing his best to learn things he was destined to fail in, or pushing himself to his limits by himself to carry his team, even when his own mother had died... he'd barely done so little as complain!
but this place—removed from his driving purpose—the only reason worth carrying on with any significant capacity... it's gone! and everything he'd ever had, or mastered, or developed strength in... ripped away! and while Midousuji is of course, as a teenager, convinced his circumstance is worse than most others, still is certain other people feel the same way. it can't be that unusual, right???]
—Huhhhhh?!
[Midousuji turns suddenly, hand clawed on his face, teeth grit and expression severe. quite a change from the shaky and withdrawn Midousuji of moments ago, despite his better judgement. it's hard not to be reactionary, even if it's against self preservation—this guy could snap him in half, and is a talented mage to boot. other people really do have all the luck...]
GROSS! It's a circumstance worthy of complaining about!! Aren't all new Mirrorbound that way?! This stupid place... this gross, disgusting place!! People being taken from their lives, their purpose, their worlds—even figuratively—and put into...this, [Midousuji spits derisively, his wild, unfocused eyes whipping around the room, wide ribs heaving.] Cantrips. Grotesque transformations of the mind and body... No presence, no context, no family, nothing! So isn't that normal?!
Isn't it weirder if you don't complain?!
[overreaction? probably. Midousuji probably knows despite his good points, Iskandar is right, and is flipping out due to self mortification. he shouldn't complain—he should just, as he said, put his head down and work hard. but the circumstance is too hard to forgive!]
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Midousuji thinks about it, his eyes widening with indignation. his whole life, even putting his head down and doing his best to learn things he was destined to fail in, or pushing himself to his limits by himself to carry his team, even when his own mother had died... he'd barely done so little as complain!
but this place—removed from his driving purpose—the only reason worth carrying on with any significant capacity... it's gone! and everything he'd ever had, or mastered, or developed strength in... ripped away! and while Midousuji is of course, as a teenager, convinced his circumstance is worse than most others, still is certain other people feel the same way. it can't be that unusual, right???]
—Huhhhhh?!
[Midousuji turns suddenly, hand clawed on his face, teeth grit and expression severe. quite a change from the shaky and withdrawn Midousuji of moments ago, despite his better judgement. it's hard not to be reactionary, even if it's against self preservation—this guy could snap him in half, and is a talented mage to boot. other people really do have all the luck...]
GROSS! It's a circumstance worthy of complaining about!! Aren't all new Mirrorbound that way?! This stupid place... this gross, disgusting place!! People being taken from their lives, their purpose, their worlds—even figuratively—and put into...this, [Midousuji spits derisively, his wild, unfocused eyes whipping around the room, wide ribs heaving.] Cantrips. Grotesque transformations of the mind and body... No presence, no context, no family, nothing! So isn't that normal?!
Isn't it weirder if you don't complain?!
[overreaction? probably. Midousuji probably knows despite his good points, Iskandar is right, and is flipping out due to self mortification. he shouldn't complain—he should just, as he said, put his head down and work hard. but the circumstance is too hard to forgive!]