[ He certainly understands wanting power. Every Omi scheme to take over Kamurocho, every patriarch who tried to murder his way to the top, even that corpulent police chief and that weird government agent (who he JUST realized he can probably understand now if he thinks back, wow, eh, who cares?) all of it for power...
But, uh-
This? ]
How would being the servant to a bear god make you more?
[ He'll get to what you deserve, Hickey, and what the 'universe' served up. Cause, uh, if you deserved it and it was given to you, what're you doing here? ]
[ The more Kiryu points out the holes in his plan, the more Hickey realizes that it's getting harder and harder to justify. He thought everything made sense at the time! But...well, he also was ill at the time. Not as bad off as some of the others, but there's no denying he was starving.
But his petty stubbornness absolutely does not want to admit that there might have been a bit of lead poisoning behind his mentality. ]
Gods help out their followers, don't they. Tuunbaq would've done the same for me.
[ That isn't exactly what he's learned about gods; he hasn't learned much, to be fair, since he mostly just went to the occasional shrine, made his offerings, and that was that. Which is why he's not going to start a discussion on comparative theology.
And that word gives him the in.
"Follower". ]
Do you want to follow power? Or have it for your own?
[ He nods. And then he crosses his arms, and it's clear he's processing all that. When he's done, he nods again, mostly to himself, and looks to Hickey. ]
So you want to go to the frozen north to chase a bear god who killed you last time, after you cut out your tongue, because he may decide to accept you as his follower, and then you may be able to bide your time for more.
[ A pause. A finger raised. And then he's going to stand up. And walk over to his bedroom. There's some shuffling around before he returns with a silver briefcase. He puts it on the table between them and opens it, revealing row up on row of 10,000 yen bills. While the bills themselves are obviously nothing Hickey's ever seen, money looks like money. And this money very much looks like money. Finally, he says-]
[ Well when you phrase it like that, it sounds like a stupid idea!
Hickey glowers, the sort of glower someone gets when they know that they're wrong and they know that they can't really defend it. All he can say is 'well it made sense at the time' which he knows is stupid and knows is a poor explanation! So he just sulks a little and the sulking continues as Kiryu shows him that briefcase of money.
God how he wants it. But there are a few other practicalities Hickey feels he should point out first. ]
I don't want to go to Japan, [ he points out. Might as well focus on a small thing right now, even if he knows he sounds childish when he says it. ] And I especially don't want to go to Japan two hundred years in my future. Don't even know how the bloody banks work in your time.
You wouldn’t have to go to Japan. And I- [ only the briefest pause because everything’s changed now, there’s no sense in staying away from him, but he doesn’t feel great that he’d be coming to him that first time asking for help, though that’s his problem, not Hickey’s ] know someone who could explain the banks to you.
[ He looks over to Hickey. And the question he asks is more about what he’s been wondering than anything directly tied to the discussion. ]
So is it really about ‘enough’? Or is there another dream in your heart?
[ There's a long pause. Because the dreams Hickey has are partly dreams. But they're also partly what-ifs. Hopes and possibilities to strive towards mostly because it's just something better than what he had. ]
Back on Terror, I was planning to desert. We were going to pass by tropical islands. Oahu. Maui. My plan was to jump ship and spend the rest of my life there.
[ A pause before he admits, ] I don't know if I want to do that anymore.
[ There's another long pause. If this was anyone else, he'd change the question. But Kiryu...he honestly believes that Kiryu would do these things for him. That he actually does care. ]
I want to get to a place where I don't have to constantly try to make things better. I want people to respect and to actually see me.
[ Which is when he's going to hold up a finger and reach over to the liquor cabinet (or part of the entertainment center he uses that way) to get a bottle of sake and a pair of cups. He'll pour out for both of them and push one towards Hickey.
They're taking an oath. That means sealing this properly. ]
[ A job has never been just a job to Kiryu, which might be why he's very very good at most things he turns his hand to. But this? Has never been about the job. ]
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But, uh-
This? ]
How would being the servant to a bear god make you more?
[ He'll get to what you deserve, Hickey, and what the 'universe' served up. Cause, uh, if you deserved it and it was given to you, what're you doing here? ]
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But his petty stubbornness absolutely does not want to admit that there might have been a bit of lead poisoning behind his mentality. ]
Gods help out their followers, don't they. Tuunbaq would've done the same for me.
[ this is pure conjecture. ]
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And that word gives him the in.
"Follower". ]
Do you want to follow power? Or have it for your own?
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[ He knows what the next question on Kiryu's lips might be. 'Then why settle for following a god?' So Hickey quickly answers, ]
But I'm patient. I can bide my time until I truly get what I want.
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And what do you truly want?
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I want to get to the place where I can stop moving forward. Where everything's just enough.
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[ He gets that, though. He'd love to find that place himself. He also knows he never will, but it's a nice thought. ]
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[ That's not an explanation and he knows it. There's a pause before Hickey clarifies. ]
Enough that I don't have to worry. Enough that I'll be satisfied.
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So you want to go to the frozen north to chase a bear god who killed you last time, after you cut out your tongue, because he may decide to accept you as his follower, and then you may be able to bide your time for more.
[ A pause. A finger raised. And then he's going to stand up. And walk over to his bedroom. There's some shuffling around before he returns with a silver briefcase. He puts it on the table between them and opens it, revealing row up on row of 10,000 yen bills. While the bills themselves are obviously nothing Hickey's ever seen, money looks like money. And this money very much looks like money. Finally, he says-]
I wasn't kidding. And that?
Is 'enough'.
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Hickey glowers, the sort of glower someone gets when they know that they're wrong and they know that they can't really defend it. All he can say is 'well it made sense at the time' which he knows is stupid and knows is a poor explanation! So he just sulks a little and the sulking continues as Kiryu shows him that briefcase of money.
God how he wants it. But there are a few other practicalities Hickey feels he should point out first. ]
I don't want to go to Japan, [ he points out. Might as well focus on a small thing right now, even if he knows he sounds childish when he says it. ] And I especially don't want to go to Japan two hundred years in my future. Don't even know how the bloody banks work in your time.
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[ He looks over to Hickey. And the question he asks is more about what he’s been wondering than anything directly tied to the discussion. ]
So is it really about ‘enough’? Or is there another dream in your heart?
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Back on Terror, I was planning to desert. We were going to pass by tropical islands. Oahu. Maui. My plan was to jump ship and spend the rest of my life there.
[ A pause before he admits, ] I don't know if I want to do that anymore.
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What do you really want, Hickey-san?
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I want to get to a place where I don't have to constantly try to make things better. I want people to respect and to actually see me.
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Then that's what we do. That's what we work on. Your dream is our goal.
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It's a nice goal to have, [ he shrugs. ] We might not get there all the way but hell, it's worth a shot.
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You can do it. I know you can. But you won't if you don't know that.
[ He leans back and crosses his arms over his chest. ]
No excuses. No halfway measures.
Are we doing this or are you settling for less?
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[ Which is when he's going to hold up a finger and reach over to the liquor cabinet (or part of the entertainment center he uses that way) to get a bottle of sake and a pair of cups. He'll pour out for both of them and push one towards Hickey.
They're taking an oath. That means sealing this properly. ]
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What's that drink? [ he asks, looking at the sake. ]
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And today, we tie our fates together.
So today, we share a drink together.
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Won't say no to a drink, though.
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I didn't think you would.
[ Is all he says before lifting his own glass. ]
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To ourselves, [ he toasts, before taking a drink. Sake's honestly like nothing he's tasted before, but it's alcohol. It'll do just fine. ]
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[ And he'll drink his own with a bow of his head. ]
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