Garry (
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paradisa2012-08-30 09:38 am
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three paintings burned
[If you ever went back in time and told Garry that one day, he would be partly responsible for someone's death, he would probably feel disgusted that you could say such a thing about him.]
[But after the events that happened in the gallery, that's now a brutal truth. He was responsible for a death. Not a death of an actual person, but still, a death nevertheless.]
[He had tried to forget about it, trying to convince himself that what he had did was necessary- after all, hadn't Mary wanted to kill him and Ib, or, at the very least, hurt them to the point where they could never escape? It was self-defense, that's all. But the image of her burning up like a piece of paper can never quite leave his mind. And then that book they found in her room...."How to Make Friends"...she was just a kid, a painting child who didn't know how the human world went around things.]
[She was just lonely....but then the image of that palette knife in her hand, aimed at his chest and quite ready to taste blood, returns to his mind.]
[He feels utterly conflicted about the whole thing. Which is why he finally clears his throat and asks a question that has been sitting in his head for quite a while:]
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If you had to destroy someone because they tried to kill you and the people you care about, would...would that make you a bad person?
[But after the events that happened in the gallery, that's now a brutal truth. He was responsible for a death. Not a death of an actual person, but still, a death nevertheless.]
[He had tried to forget about it, trying to convince himself that what he had did was necessary- after all, hadn't Mary wanted to kill him and Ib, or, at the very least, hurt them to the point where they could never escape? It was self-defense, that's all. But the image of her burning up like a piece of paper can never quite leave his mind. And then that book they found in her room...."How to Make Friends"...she was just a kid, a painting child who didn't know how the human world went around things.]
[She was just lonely....but then the image of that palette knife in her hand, aimed at his chest and quite ready to taste blood, returns to his mind.]
[He feels utterly conflicted about the whole thing. Which is why he finally clears his throat and asks a question that has been sitting in his head for quite a while:]
...
If you had to destroy someone because they tried to kill you and the people you care about, would...would that make you a bad person?
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Sometimes I wish I didn't have to make such a decision, you know? I never thought I would...I'm a pretty peaceful guy. At least, I thought...
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There are times when even a man of peace must fight. A truly violent man would not be troubled so.
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I guess you're right. I'm definitely not violent at all, but...when worst comes to worst, I have to do what protects me.
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And I do not think this a fault.
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It's hard to say what makes a fault a fault nowadays, really.
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And very sorry for not introducing myself either! I'm Garry...and I don't really have a regal title or anything like that. I'm just Garry.
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