week four | dates

[marriagebroker]

Get dressed up, go on the town, this is your last week for romance!

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[beatmatching]

And how will you see me? You said on my terms, but I don't have the want to perform for you. And I've said what I wanted to say—I know what I am and I know what I'm capable of. I won't plead for your understanding or anything else.

[ that much is more a function of who he is, one of the reasons why he declined to follow and conference with odile. it's beneath him.

luka is a lonely, isolated soul, but he is prideful. he's never doubted himself in his entire life and he might not even be capable of it. he'll persist regardless, in spite of himself and in spite of his feelings which he's grown more familiar with in his weeks here. ]

[poans]

You do not have to perform, nor to plead.

[For a performer, to perform is to express oneself at the height of something. Be it the whims of others or his own heart, it's an expression of passion. Yi Sang doesn't need that or believe himself entitled to one. Throwing him against a tree wasn't a performance; it was the raw, naked truth.]

Simply . . . I would like to see who you are, no matter the angle that is shown.

[Luka doesn't even have to look at him. Like a skewed reflection, he'll watch.]

[beatmatching]

[ ....... ]

Is that how you want me to call upon you this weekend?

[poans]

Indeed, for that is what I have chosen in traversing this maze of mirrors with you—the color of you, undiluted by another's pigment . . . myself included.