diciotto || video

[betrayedblade]

Mio amore...

[Giovanni appears reaching out to someone off screen--or not there at all. He's smiling faintly, sadly, his expression pained as much as loving.]

This is not a place for you. Perché, perché. Why do you have to be here. I would not wish this upon you. [He falters and his arm drops.] Maria... I love you, but I wish you were not here...

[For a long time nothing happens. Then the device seems to be noticed and, violently, a hand comes down on it; the device shuts off with a bit of static.]


[[pretend all responses are slightly delayed]]

Comments

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

[Oz can understand wanting to believe in a dream far from reality. It's a lie... but not one he has the heart to break.]

...

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

[You seem to be the only one.]

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

[:< Oz lies to himself frequently and wholeheartedly. But he doesn't know if he can sit there, and listen to this without saying a word. It's a choice-- shouldn't there be a choice involved?]

...Mr. Giovanni?

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...?

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

Are you happier... seeing your precious people here? [He can't understand the language, but the words, the tone... those are clear enough.]

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

I am... sad. ...But I would not give them up for the world.

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

[...well then he won't be disturbing your illusions.]

...I understand. Even with the city... I'm glad you've found them with you again.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]