video, un: revolution

[idealisme]

What would you die for?


[There's no preamble. Enjolras is not in the mood to set the scene. He's been thinking and gotten nowhere so he wants the input of others. Over his shoulder it's apparent his room a shambles, a young man living alone with his mind on things other than housekeeping.]

For myself there's a cause that I've given all my life to. It's the highest ideal I can imagine. I know that is not a usual thing. Life is precious; until I woke up here I'd have said that death precluded any second chances at it. But that's beside the point.

I ask because I thought I others shared my opinions. It is rational to give your life only for the most important ideal. Sacrificing yourself for just anything- to get any item or even for another person... [His lips pinch together in thought, his eyes look distant for a moment.] I have not been able to reconcile it.

[A quick sigh escapes him, frustrated.]

I would appreciate your sincere answers and insights. Thank you.

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[cassus]

[ Like it or not, the fall of Troy as a result of one man's desire for a woman is a decent enough example to get the point across. ]

People do cruel and unspeakable things in the name of love. Every single day.

[ But all of this talk on the subject has left one very important question unanswered. ]

I'm curious, so tell me something.

Besides the charming personality, how does someone handsome as yourself avoid getting heartsick over someone special?

[ Dazai cups his chin as he leans against the table where his device is propped up, studying the other man on the screen before shutting his eyes. ]

It's a terrible feeling. You should try it sometime.

[idealisme]

How have I avoided it? [That question, at least, Enjolras can answer.] Easily. It would be a waste of time. Wasting my time mooning over some beloved other doesn't further my goals, especially here where I am a veritable stranger to the culture and people.

[He's married to the idea of revolution okay?]

[cassus]

[ Dazai betrayed his partner who trusted him unequivocally, abandoned the protege who needed his guidance dearly and never forgave the friend who took Odasaku from him. They were ghastly, callous things he's still trying to make amends for, all done over the devotion to one person. Someone who'd given his life for those he'd held dear.

And in the end all he was left with was mourning over Oda. But not one minute had felt like a waste, however agonizing. Nor did it hold him back from what he had to do, when loving Odasaku had given him a purpose and a drive to continue living. ]

I wouldn't be who I am now without those feelings.

If anything- [ Quietly. ] What you believe to be a waste of time was the most important thing I've ever done.

[ With the situation at present and loss of their worlds, most everything pertaining to those places is lost forever. How someone can pick up and continue their prior life is easier said than done. ]

And can you accomplish your goals here, in a completely new world?

[idealisme]

[Sensitivity is not a strength of Enjolras'. His faintly disdainful expression doesn't fade at that quiet confession. He can't understand it.]

I believe so. My goal is freedom, liberty, and brotherhood. Those do not chance, no matter the place or time.