dissenter: (hurr.)
altesse qilby. ([personal profile] dissenter) wrote in [community profile] soul_campaign2012-07-19 08:37 am

003 (mar. 7) / video.

[it's been over a month since qilby last showed his face in a personal post on the network, and since then the pile of books on his workspace have grown to obscene levels. either he's been spending all his food money on these things -- he certainly isn't looking any less gaunt than usual -- or someone's been seriously ignoring their due dates at the library…

due dates don't apply to kings, anyway. and that's the truth!

he smiles a tired smile.]
Believe it or not, I think I'm beginning to exhaust Shibusen's library of its resources. A word to the wise -- the selection is smaller than it first appears, when the majority of books are restricted to the public.

[is that a subtle jab at the way things are run? probably not. he's still generally-cheery looking, after all.] I wonder what the policy on traveling outside the city is, when one's not accompanying their partner on a mission. It's dangerous out there, of course, but I'm curious about the rest of this world outside the city's walls. It's not every day that I-- [well, that'd be a lie] ... That most people get to see a new planet, and I'm sure I'm not the only un-partnered individual who's got an itch to explore. The libraries of the world await...

... Perhaps, when things calm down a bit. [you know, when you mighty warriors can afford to sit around and lounge by the pool all day.] In the meantime, does anyone have any suggestions as to other ways of acquiring study material? A man needs to keep himself occupied.

[you have no idea.]
ih8spiders: (this bears considering)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-09-10 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[A way out of an uncomfortable topic! His relief is almost palpable as he takes it.]

You underestimate yourself. I don't think you'd be here if you didn't have the potential.
ih8spiders: (so glad you asked)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-09-17 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[That last bit, probably well-intentioned, has quite the strange effect: Kurapika's face shutters, for the briefest of moments, something dark and shadowed passing quickly through his eyes. Anger and impatience, maybe, and a handful of other emotions, but the interval where his expression slips is so brief that even people who know him well would wonder if they only imagined it.

Kurapika's voice, when he answers, is back to being mild-mannered.]


I hope so.