[At first it seems like Junko's just sent all those emotions out to a void. He's become well-acquainted with dread and fear, and yes, despair, because it's hard to hope for the best when there doesn't seem to be any easy way out.
But then Junko sends that image.
It's an explosion, a hideous explosion of every negative emotion on the spectrum bar for Aiada because there's hardly any need to be jealous of anyone not being tortured. Self-hatred and absolute loathing is the key emotion, and it'll slam into her with a force that's akin to a mental sledgehammer. But then there comes the fear, that knee-locking fear that sends him crashing down to the ground in his room, unable to stand at all.
And anger. So much anger. Enough anger and rage to throw cupboards down and toss furniture around the room, as if an angry poltergeist is rampaging around.
And behind all these emotions is grief. Sorrow for all he's done. A lack of faith and trust in himself, because who knows when he'll lash out again? There's a brief memory shared between the two; of Sanae, lying on the ground with her jaw broken, pitifully reaching for him before she faints.
And the cherry to top up this cocktail of negativity? Is the one emotion that Junko craves for.
Despair.
Despair over his emotions, over how much he's hurt people, over what he's done, over what he could do if he ever lost control again.]
[The second those feelings hit her, and boy oh boy do they hit her (but after dealing with Fulbright a while back, she's learned to not stand around anything breakable or be sitting anywhere where she could fall off of it or anything like that), her first thought is that she should probably mentally hang up here.
But no, she wants to see where this goes, so she's going to try and keep herself from reacting the way she wants to react, though flickers of despair do come through on her end. But hey, maybe they'll be unnoticed in the middle of all the absolute outpouring of negativity he's sending her way. Seriously, Lu Meng, she's impressed. She didn't think he had it in him.
And she manages to do okay until that memory and all that despair come through and she's backing out. Not because she wants to, but because even she wouldn't be able to keep some sort of horrible joy or something from slipping through at all of this. His despair over everything. What must've been Sanae's despair over someone like him doing that to her. It's all too perfect.
So she'll leave him there to sink deeper and deeper, while unbeknownst to him, she's just sort of reveling in all of it. But don't worry, she won't be leaving him alone for too long. After all, they're just getting started here.]
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But then Junko sends that image.
It's an explosion, a hideous explosion of every negative emotion on the spectrum bar for Aiada because there's hardly any need to be jealous of anyone not being tortured. Self-hatred and absolute loathing is the key emotion, and it'll slam into her with a force that's akin to a mental sledgehammer. But then there comes the fear, that knee-locking fear that sends him crashing down to the ground in his room, unable to stand at all.
And anger. So much anger. Enough anger and rage to throw cupboards down and toss furniture around the room, as if an angry poltergeist is rampaging around.
And behind all these emotions is grief. Sorrow for all he's done. A lack of faith and trust in himself, because who knows when he'll lash out again? There's a brief memory shared between the two; of Sanae, lying on the ground with her jaw broken, pitifully reaching for him before she faints.
And the cherry to top up this cocktail of negativity? Is the one emotion that Junko craves for.
Despair.
Despair over his emotions, over how much he's hurt people, over what he's done, over what he could do if he ever lost control again.]
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But no, she wants to see where this goes, so she's going to try and keep herself from reacting the way she wants to react, though flickers of despair do come through on her end. But hey, maybe they'll be unnoticed in the middle of all the absolute outpouring of negativity he's sending her way. Seriously, Lu Meng, she's impressed. She didn't think he had it in him.
And she manages to do okay until that memory and all that despair come through and she's backing out. Not because she wants to, but because even she wouldn't be able to keep some sort of horrible joy or something from slipping through at all of this. His despair over everything. What must've been Sanae's despair over someone like him doing that to her. It's all too perfect.
So she'll leave him there to sink deeper and deeper, while unbeknownst to him, she's just sort of reveling in all of it. But don't worry, she won't be leaving him alone for too long. After all, they're just getting started here.]