[ Majima had never been comfortable with the idea of eating people from the start -- for himself, it had been such a visceral fuck no that he'd seriously considered going on bended knee to the Fog God for the promise that he wouldn't ever have to. Probably would have done just that, swallowing what pride he had left, if Mana hadn't given him an out.
He knew other monsters did it, of course, that they had to, and there was little they could do about it. Sometimes, little they cared to do about it. And Tim had seemed so uncomfortable talking about it, so gentle, that Majima had just sort of assumed his boyfriend used the soup kitchen. It occurred to Majima now that he probably should have asked, because this was actually kind of concerning? ]
I thought you were just there to fuck up his plans.
[ There was something... weirdly intimate about following Jack on the prowl and polishing off the bodies left behind when Mr. Space Tyrant was done sucking their essence out through his robot wires. Uncomfortably familiar about what sounded like more cleaning up after Handsome Jack's messes and curating his people feed. ]
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Date: 2019-12-07 12:43 am (UTC)You... what? Why?
[ Majima had never been comfortable with the idea of eating people from the start -- for himself, it had been such a visceral fuck no that he'd seriously considered going on bended knee to the Fog God for the promise that he wouldn't ever have to. Probably would have done just that, swallowing what pride he had left, if Mana hadn't given him an out.
He knew other monsters did it, of course, that they had to, and there was little they could do about it. Sometimes, little they cared to do about it. And Tim had seemed so uncomfortable talking about it, so gentle, that Majima had just sort of assumed his boyfriend used the soup kitchen. It occurred to Majima now that he probably should have asked, because this was actually kind of concerning? ]
I thought you were just there to fuck up his plans.
[ There was something... weirdly intimate about following Jack on the prowl and polishing off the bodies left behind when Mr. Space Tyrant was done sucking their essence out through his robot wires. Uncomfortably familiar about what sounded like more cleaning up after Handsome Jack's messes and curating his people feed. ]