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goldencharms) wrote2025-01-01 07:24 pm
goldencharms) wrote2025-01-01 07:24 pmEntry tags:
FOR INFY!!!
a post of voicetesting of JAMIL!!!!!!!! for infy
goldencharms) wrote2025-01-01 07:24 pm
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[Is it a little too obvious that he's relieved at the thought? Sorry, Lilia. He'll have faith in your capabilities once you've proven yourself worthy of it. Just because you're knowledgeable doesn't mean you're actually competent, or even just willing to put that knowledge to good use.
It seems this Ruby girl has been watching Kalim's back, at least. Just what sort of person is she? Aside from yet another person he doesn't want to have to be indebted to, of course.....]
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Then it’s settled!
[ and now he’s trapped. Kalim just… missed him so much. ]
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[Yeah, it's settled. He's been cornered once again, just as easily as he has been in this booth. It's strange to see Kalim so relieved to see him, when they had only just parted mere hours ago..... but he supposes he'll just have to deal with that same jarring incongruence with everyone from school, won't he? Sheesh, as if this place isn't making his head hurt enough.....
Whatever fresh hell their captors intend to put them through, though? It seems some things in life never change. (No matter how much he might wish they would.) Somehow, in spite of himself, Jamil finds his arm ends up loosely slung around Kalim's shoulders as the boy leans against him. It's not quite cuddling back, but..... It's better than Kalim really has any grounds to hope for these days, isn't it? He'll just have to take what he can get.]
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Kalim's heart skips a beat, and he glances down. no, no, this isn't good. Jamil's just humoring him, he can't just--
he can't just look up at him like a lovesick puppy. but he wants to. still, he glances away, seeming to think. ]
There are a couple of places that have music, even musicians in the streets. I think you'd enjoy dancing to some of them, too. So, even if we're trapped here... It's not so bad.
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[Something curdles and knots tight in the pit of his stomach, cold and bitter like grief--but somehow, he doesn't have the heart to scold or lecture while they're sitting together like this. Even if that's a hopelessly naive perspective..... it's still a sincere one. Kalim probably is able to allow himself to be fairly happy here. But him.....
He can't forget about the bracelet binding his wrist like a shackle, or the collar cinched around Kalim's neck like a noose. He can't forget that every privilege he's being allowed--no, being forced upon him--is a double-edged and poisoned blade, that he's truly no more free than Kalim is now. Nothing he has is truly his own anymore, even what the Scalding Sands had once had no right to take from him. He may not be as poorly off as Kalim is--but it certainly feels as though he's more acutely aware of the harsh realities of their predicament.
It isn't as though he'll be able to do anything about it anytime soon, though..... So sure, why not look around at the musicians Kalim has found sometime? Maybe they'll make things feel a little more bearable.]