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[triggerhappytraitor]

[[Using a throw away account to attempt to be... at least a little bit more anon than he would be otherwise.]]

How can you tell if someone's resolve to be different than they were in the past is true?

And how do you stop thinking about someone who ruined your life.

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[amant]

The past is a great teacher, and coming from someone that is quite aged I've done a lot of imparting my knowledge upon others.

If somebody ruined your life it's time to make a new one. Ash will fall off in time.


[ All France has is time, so perhaps it's a bit unfair to suggest that but hey. Another message follows ]

If you ever need someone to talk to, I'd be glad to help on a more personal level. I can't help but note that I can only do so much with such broad advice, no?

[triggerhappytraitor]

It takes something more than just time.

[[Because 15 years should have been enough. But it hadn't been. It had just made him feel old. And even after he felt he had finally moved on... Isaka appearing had shown him how little he really had.

And that was... a very good point. Especially with how complicated the whole mess was. There's a pause as he wrestles with himself a bit, already feeling a bit too vulnerable, but there was something almost familiar with the conversation that reminded him of Shima's overly simple and overly optimistic attempts at encouragement.]]

I could meet you somewhere.

[amant]

[ He tries to keep the existential dread to a dull roar when first interacting with someone. Or, all dread if he'd ever to evaluate the quality of his therapy sessions. He'll agree that perhaps something else needs to happen once he uncovers the caveat of this lingering for 15 years.

While France did indeed make an offer, he's pleasantly surprised when it's taken up. ]

Wonderful! Where would you feel most comfortable?

[triggerhappytraitor]

[[There's a bit of a delay as he overthinks this question. The trouble with trying to avoid Isaka or Hajime is that most of his usual haunts, one or the other knew. Or was just likely to show up at. Or would see typed and realize it was him.

...also most of his usual haunts weren't. really places that most people hung out at. ]]

Wherever you pick is fine.

[amant]

[ Does he detect a hint of paranoia? Mm...probably not to that degree, but he can roll with it. He has enough sense in him to make sure that his next message is at least private. ]

I needed to get a little fresh air. Why not satisfy two things at once and meet me at the park?

[ Let's assume he goes for a specific park, given that there are a few around Lunatia with the caveat of him being flexible if it isn't to his acquaintance's liking. Included is a brief description of what he looks like so the other will know who to look for when they do meet. ]

did we want to transition to action mode or hop somewhere else?

[triggerhappytraitor]

[[The trouble with Tachibana not at all being familiar with this system was him not having any idea if, or how, private messages can be sent. He knew how to do it back in Liminal but that was something entirely different...]]

I'll be there.

Thanks.

we can transition if it's easier!

[amant]

[ France had discovered the option to privately message after a few very personal texts were seen by (many) more than the intended recipient, so it's alright. Maybe he can help out in more ways than one.

Without much else to do except get himself into questionable situations, France is actually fairly prompt in arriving at the park. It seems like they're in luck; it's a slow day for business here. He settles in a nice, open spot where he can be easily spotted.

So begins the game of guessing which person is his guy. Perhaps he should have told Tachibana about private texts sooner so he could have provided a picture without fear of outing himself. Alas. While practical, it lacked the air of mystery the Frenchman was so fond of. ]

Works for me!

[triggerhappytraitor]

[[Tachibana had been slightly delayed by other conversations, but before long, a motorcycle parked by the side of the park, Tachibana dismounting and stowing the helmet away before scanning the park for the person he was supposed to be meeting.

With so few people around (and most of them concerned with either their phones or chatting with companions) it was fairly easy to spot the lone individual who seemed to be similarly looking around, and Tachibana only hesitates a moment before approaching.]]