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eyeswideopen) wrote2015-10-14 07:21 pm
eyeswideopen) wrote2015-10-14 07:21 pm
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Messenger Box
If you need to get a hold of Komaeda, here's where you do it.
Messenger birds, action, what have you.
Nagito!
Hey, I didn't get to see you during the mess with the tree. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about something.
How about lunch? I'll treat. Just let me know when's good for you, okay?
Lloyd Irving
Hey, I didn't get to see you during the mess with the tree. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about something.
How about lunch? I'll treat. Just let me know when's good for you, okay?
Lloyd Irving
Greetings,
Sorry we didn't run into each other earlier. I was a bit busy! I'll glad talk to you about whatever you feel like. I did have something I wanted to ask you as well.
Lunch is fine, I'll feel all afternoon and evening.
Nagito Komaeda
Sorry we didn't run into each other earlier. I was a bit busy! I'll glad talk to you about whatever you feel like. I did have something I wanted to ask you as well.
Lunch is fine, I'll feel all afternoon and evening.
Nagito Komaeda
Hey, Nagito!
I was wondering how you were, since things have been a bit hectic lately. Maybe we should hang out together sometime!
Colette Brunel
I was wondering how you were, since things have been a bit hectic lately. Maybe we should hang out together sometime!
Colette Brunel
Edited 2016-01-30 21:44 (UTC)
Hey,
I've been fine! We should certainly hang out. Let me know when you're free and I can also show you what work I've achieved with Dunamis.
Nagito Komaeda
I've been fine! We should certainly hang out. Let me know when you're free and I can also show you what work I've achieved with Dunamis.
Nagito Komaeda
[...Silver isn't one for bookstores- libraries, sure, but not bookstores- because part of the thing about a bookstore is the store part, which implies that you're going to pay money, and he's not one for spending money on books.
...
By all means, he could be, with all the cash he hides in his floorboards, but he sure as hell isn't.
But this bookstore in particular- the one Nagito works for- gets more than enough of his traffic... And maybe a couple of his sales. Today's just as normal of a visit as any; Silver's bringing Nagito cookies today.
They're huge. Like, actually as big as his head huge. He has to carry them under his arm huge. Who actually makes cookies like these? Crazy people, that's who. But those crazy people are now a couple of Silver's favorites, and he's absolutely sharing it with Nagito because crazy things just so happen happen to be delicious sometimes.
So here Silver is, meandering into the bookstore Nagito works at to give him baked goods just because.]
Special delivery.
[This is absolutely unprofessional.]
...
By all means, he could be, with all the cash he hides in his floorboards, but he sure as hell isn't.
But this bookstore in particular- the one Nagito works for- gets more than enough of his traffic... And maybe a couple of his sales. Today's just as normal of a visit as any; Silver's bringing Nagito cookies today.
They're huge. Like, actually as big as his head huge. He has to carry them under his arm huge. Who actually makes cookies like these? Crazy people, that's who. But those crazy people are now a couple of Silver's favorites, and he's absolutely sharing it with Nagito because crazy things just so happen happen to be delicious sometimes.
So here Silver is, meandering into the bookstore Nagito works at to give him baked goods just because.]
Special delivery.
[This is absolutely unprofessional.]
Edited 2016-01-31 03:19 (UTC)
[Since he'd dealt with the Night of Selenium, Nagito has wandered through his days in an almost haze. Training with his teacher had been harder than usual because Mu isn't about to take a student that isn't paying attention. He rubs at his back as the memory of smacking into a wall drifts idly to the surface.
At least he can do his work like the back of his hand by now. Nagito winces as his back protests again and sweeps carefully across the floor. He almost doesn't catch Silver coming in until he sees him and the words process.]
Ah, Silver. [Wait. His eyebrows rise up at the sight of those very big cookies.] ...you're in luck I was about to go on break for lunch. Do you have enough time to join me?
[He still sounds off, but the events of that night drained him completely. He's yet to bounce back.]
At least he can do his work like the back of his hand by now. Nagito winces as his back protests again and sweeps carefully across the floor. He almost doesn't catch Silver coming in until he sees him and the words process.]
Ah, Silver. [Wait. His eyebrows rise up at the sight of those very big cookies.] ...you're in luck I was about to go on break for lunch. Do you have enough time to join me?
[He still sounds off, but the events of that night drained him completely. He's yet to bounce back.]
Hey, Nagito,
I know that you said you'd help with Colette. I have a request to make but the owner won't let me leave the metalworks to ask you in person since I'm leaving tomorrow for a trip. I think I told you about the ExSpheres that Colette and I use, right? I need something called a Mana Fragment, which is really just a broken ExSphere.
I don't really...want to break the ExSpheres we have right now, so I need to find something else to use in its place. I'm just coming up blank for options. Can you maybe look up something that could be used instead? I talked to that alicorn, Celestia, at the gem shop, so maybe you can talk to her about it too?
Thanks for your help in advance!
Lloyd Irving
I know that you said you'd help with Colette. I have a request to make but the owner won't let me leave the metalworks to ask you in person since I'm leaving tomorrow for a trip. I think I told you about the ExSpheres that Colette and I use, right? I need something called a Mana Fragment, which is really just a broken ExSphere.
I don't really...want to break the ExSpheres we have right now, so I need to find something else to use in its place. I'm just coming up blank for options. Can you maybe look up something that could be used instead? I talked to that alicorn, Celestia, at the gem shop, so maybe you can talk to her about it too?
Thanks for your help in advance!
Lloyd Irving
Edited 2016-02-19 21:36 (UTC)
Lloyd,
Could you tell me more about a Mana Fragment? I'll look into it in the time I have before I take a trip myself. It seems we both planned trips for the same day! It will be fine, I'm just going to get a new crystal. You see, mine is full and in less than two weeks it will cease to function as a crystal should.
I decided to get a new one, sooner than later. There's no telling what will happen in the future.
Well. Anyway, I'll look into it!
Komaeda Nagito
Could you tell me more about a Mana Fragment? I'll look into it in the time I have before I take a trip myself. It seems we both planned trips for the same day! It will be fine, I'm just going to get a new crystal. You see, mine is full and in less than two weeks it will cease to function as a crystal should.
I decided to get a new one, sooner than later. There's no telling what will happen in the future.
Well. Anyway, I'll look into it!
Komaeda Nagito
[ While it had been a while since the two last spoke, the latest news about the chamber discovered within the Ferril Mountains had sparked a reminder of the individual Red had spoken to before about the arehtei as well as the Tree of Memories, and it was that-- as well as the long distance between Verens and the northern site-- that led to this humming from Nagito's amulet, as well as in his mind.
Maybe it gives off even the slightest of familiar feelings, maybe not. Either way- ]
Hey! Komaeda Nagi...to? [ ... ] Tree guy?
--uh, sorry, I didn't mean to say that part. It's Red. We talked about the memory tree?
Maybe it gives off even the slightest of familiar feelings, maybe not. Either way- ]
Hey! Komaeda Nagi...to? [ ... ] Tree guy?
--uh, sorry, I didn't mean to say that part. It's Red. We talked about the memory tree?
[He couldn't quite place the familiar feelings humming in his mind. Sometimes it's like that and he tries to grasp what he's hearing. This time at least, it's another person.]
Hello, Red. Yes we did. What can I do for you? [He's amused and it rides through the link like a breeze. Tree guy. Well, that is fitting right now.]
Hello, Red. Yes we did. What can I do for you? [He's amused and it rides through the link like a breeze. Tree guy. Well, that is fitting right now.]
[Not long after Elios's announcement as to the new representatives of the Arehtei is sent out -- enough time for a humble swordsman such as himself to place names to faces, if we're being honest here -- Komaeda will feel a faint, wordless poke over his amulet. Nothing aggressive. Nothing he even has to respond to, if he doesn't wish to chat. It feels a lot like someone familiar sliding into place at your side on a crowded street, really. Kevin's just getting his attention.]
Congratulations.
[That's all he says. Kevin did not try for the position for many reasons. But he thinks back on his last conversation with Komaeda as a good one, and it pleases him to think someone who understands Kevin's own thoughts was able to stand up.]
Congratulations.
[That's all he says. Kevin did not try for the position for many reasons. But he thinks back on his last conversation with Komaeda as a good one, and it pleases him to think someone who understands Kevin's own thoughts was able to stand up.]
Thank you. For this and your advice. [The reply is warm. It's like sitting before the hearth as the fire's warmth seeps into your skin and settles there. It's not invasive, just...warm. Komaeda feels so good about himself right now that he couldn't stop the leak if he tried.
It's one step in the long war against the feelings he grew up with.]
You were right, not that I ever doubted it. Knowing your place in the world...makes everything clearer.
[All his life he's wondered why he existed. What purpose there was to him living. There's still so far to go before he can really say he knows his own reasons for everything. But for once, that doesn't feel so terrible.]
It's one step in the long war against the feelings he grew up with.]
You were right, not that I ever doubted it. Knowing your place in the world...makes everything clearer.
[All his life he's wondered why he existed. What purpose there was to him living. There's still so far to go before he can really say he knows his own reasons for everything. But for once, that doesn't feel so terrible.]
Hi, Nagito! Colette here. Well done on being chosen to be Peromei's representative! I'm sure you'll be amazing!
Thank you. I hope to do well, but we'll see. However it turns out I'll do my best.
Yes I did. I don't understand why they're doing this. [Guess who called off work today? This guy.]
[Between Lloyd, Hizumi, Colette, and Hinata it had been too much. For days only people he worked with saw anything of him and only enough for his shifts. He went through the motions of living and plastered all masks in place. Until Hinata's voice jolts him out of the research he'd been doing about changes to the island.
At first there is no reply. Then text appears.]
I hear you. Why are you apologizing? It's not like you told lies.
[He considers taking off his crystal but Hinata came to him to talk. Besides it really isn't like Hinata told lies.]
At first there is no reply. Then text appears.]
I hear you. Why are you apologizing? It's not like you told lies.
[He considers taking off his crystal but Hinata came to him to talk. Besides it really isn't like Hinata told lies.]
Late evening. I'm taking a trip to the outer edges again. [He tends to chill out afterwards at his house. Trauma by flying? Well. Yes.
But the work is necessary so it doesn't bother him all that much to deal with that repeatedly.]
But the work is necessary so it doesn't bother him all that much to deal with that repeatedly.]
Hey, Nagito! When you can, could you meet me at Lloyd's place? There's something really important that I need to tell you.
Oh, and bring some friends of yours if you can.
Oh, and bring some friends of yours if you can.
Edited 2016-05-13 13:46 (UTC)
[ Hello, Komaeda. There will be a messenger bird - or messenger something that probably came from the sea judging by its aquatic, blue-lobster looking features - will come bothering you with flapping limbs and a small bag in an even smaller grip. Really, this thing does not have talons or claws-
but just accept the bag and its contents: a tin of salve and a small box of herbal tea, both which come with details concerning numbing pain and soothing the body, and promising an initial "heat" upon applying or drinking (no ands, now) before kicking in. There's also a letter addressed to a 'Komada' in an unfamiliar language; or one not so popular, surely.
But he'll be able to read it, as well as the contents inside: ]
Komada,
Hi, this is Red! I wanted to write about the chat I had with Elios and Sosyne that I told you about in case you didn't remember because of the medication. It's not going to be much but it should be all of it.
â—‹ Something about the crystal bothers Sosyne. She doesn't know what.
â—‹ The tree isn't natural and shouldn't be here. It messes with the eco system.
â—‹ Memory trees only grow under special conditions and they're rare.
â—‹ We tried to make one of the pods in the tree show a memory linked to the crystal, but it didn't work.
â—‹ Elios thinks it's possible the world itself is behind what's been going on since we came here.
If you still plan to talk to Sosyne sometime, she isn't as bad as you think she'll be. She doesn't like small talk and she gets snippy and finds a lot to complain about, and sure she rubs me the wrong way sometimes too... butI li she just misses you don't have to worry. It'll be okay!
Red
but just accept the bag and its contents: a tin of salve and a small box of herbal tea, both which come with details concerning numbing pain and soothing the body, and promising an initial "heat" upon applying or drinking (no ands, now) before kicking in. There's also a letter addressed to a 'Komada' in an unfamiliar language; or one not so popular, surely.
But he'll be able to read it, as well as the contents inside: ]
Komada,
Hi, this is Red! I wanted to write about the chat I had with Elios and Sosyne that I told you about in case you didn't remember because of the medication. It's not going to be much but it should be all of it.
â—‹ Something about the crystal bothers Sosyne. She doesn't know what.
â—‹ The tree isn't natural and shouldn't be here. It messes with the eco system.
â—‹ Memory trees only grow under special conditions and they're rare.
â—‹ We tried to make one of the pods in the tree show a memory linked to the crystal, but it didn't work.
â—‹ Elios thinks it's possible the world itself is behind what's been going on since we came here.
If you still plan to talk to Sosyne sometime, she isn't as bad as you think she'll be. She doesn't like small talk and she gets snippy and finds a lot to complain about, and sure she rubs me the wrong way sometimes too... but
Red
[ Brng brrrrng, Komaeda!! Or more of a hum hum, but there's a familiar-feeling boy on the other end! ]
Komaeda, it's Red! You got a second?
Komaeda, it's Red! You got a second?
I do have some time to talk, yes. What can I do for you, Red?
[There's a long silence that makes it seem like Komaeda has no plans to answer. There's a brief flash of lightning, and cracks spreading all over before they vanish and everything vanishes.
There's nothing.]
Hinata, when have I ever spilled your secrets?
There's nothing.]
Hinata, when have I ever spilled your secrets?
[After witnessing a scene between Hinata and Komaeda that looked very much like an argument, Sonia waits until later to talk her friends regarding it. Since it seemed as if Komaeda was the more angry of the two, and they're actually closer now that they've had the time to get to know one another, she knocks on his door that night while alone.]
Komaeda-san, are you home? I'd like to speak to you, if you want.
Komaeda-san, are you home? I'd like to speak to you, if you want.
[The door clicks and Komaeda stands in the doorway. He looks as cheerful as ever, but it sounds weaker than usual.]
Yes? What can I do for you at this time of night, Sonia.
Yes? What can I do for you at this time of night, Sonia.
[ Chiaki's sleep schedule is completely off.
It was anyway, because she had the tendency to fall asleep at any hour of the day. Even without video games, she'd learned how to play several different kinds of card games and solitaire, which kept her occupied for hours.
But since coming to the city, she'd learned that she had to eat too. So she would eat in the middle of the night, sleep until noon... basically act like a typical college student as she tried to cope with being organic.
It was on one of these occasions that she found there wasn't really anything in the house that she was hungry for. So she walked over to Komaeda's house and knocked on the door.
... She thought she was supposed to knock. He'd said the house was open at any time, but she figured she might as well be polite. ]
It was anyway, because she had the tendency to fall asleep at any hour of the day. Even without video games, she'd learned how to play several different kinds of card games and solitaire, which kept her occupied for hours.
But since coming to the city, she'd learned that she had to eat too. So she would eat in the middle of the night, sleep until noon... basically act like a typical college student as she tried to cope with being organic.
It was on one of these occasions that she found there wasn't really anything in the house that she was hungry for. So she walked over to Komaeda's house and knocked on the door.
... She thought she was supposed to knock. He'd said the house was open at any time, but she figured she might as well be polite. ]
Edited 2016-07-10 01:28 (UTC)
[The door creaks, the scent of coffee wafting from within. Komaeda peers at her a little sleepily. He'd just started his morning when he'd heard the knock. His shirt is half off one shoulder and his hair even messier than usual. He stifles a yawn and turns away, gesturing for her to come in.]
...come in. What can I, [Another yawn, as he jerks his shirt back up over his shoulder and tugs the bottom hem back down over his stomach.] do for you?
[He tries to smooth out his hair but without a brush that's a completely lost cause. On his third yawn he stops and lightly claps his hands to sides of his face. He hasn't had his coffee or worked out yet.] Sorry, sorry! I just woke up.
...come in. What can I, [Another yawn, as he jerks his shirt back up over his shoulder and tugs the bottom hem back down over his stomach.] do for you?
[He tries to smooth out his hair but without a brush that's a completely lost cause. On his third yawn he stops and lightly claps his hands to sides of his face. He hasn't had his coffee or worked out yet.] Sorry, sorry! I just woke up.
This is weird, but...
[Junko sounds...genuinely concerned. And you know what? She is. She's definitely concerned about how things went and how certain people are feeling about it. Sure, she's mainly interested in a certain feeling, but that doesn't mean she can't be concerned.]
I mean I don't normally did this, but I'm guessing you saw some shit today, so how are you doing after all that?
[Junko sounds...genuinely concerned. And you know what? She is. She's definitely concerned about how things went and how certain people are feeling about it. Sure, she's mainly interested in a certain feeling, but that doesn't mean she can't be concerned.]
I mean I don't normally did this, but I'm guessing you saw some shit today, so how are you doing after all that?
Hm?
[The groggy sound is followed by a yawn. Of all people to wake him up, he hadn't expected it to be Junko. Another yawn follows the first.]
Well, this is a surprise. I suppose you remembered what happened last time I touched a Piphron pod with gravity effects.
[Another yawn. His voice is smooth, like a stated cat waking up from a long nap in the sun. The link has thin trickles of calm and curiousity. But none of the usual frustrations that had steadily gotten worse over time.]
[The groggy sound is followed by a yawn. Of all people to wake him up, he hadn't expected it to be Junko. Another yawn follows the first.]
Well, this is a surprise. I suppose you remembered what happened last time I touched a Piphron pod with gravity effects.
[Another yawn. His voice is smooth, like a stated cat waking up from a long nap in the sun. The link has thin trickles of calm and curiousity. But none of the usual frustrations that had steadily gotten worse over time.]
[ The hum of the connection comes with a pressure to it, a strong insistence to be answered in the early afternoon that doesn't usually announce Red's calls. Where those were a lighter, cheerier set of knocks, these could only be compared to a more forceful rapt of knuckles urging for the door to be open. And, once Komaeda should answer it-- ]
Komaeda. [ Red speaks instantly, some pulse of another's bubbly emotion joined behind the name, a contrast to his voice that's attempting to keep steady under the emotion present. The line itself is tense, uneasy, hollow; there's nothing visual to the link, but there's a bed of emotions that can be felt quivering over some lower portion of the space, focus from the trainer pushing them down to that lower level to the best of his ability.
But the emotions are like a land-level fog, rolling by some unseen force, where one stands out as existing more than the unease of the trainer himself. It's a hopelessness, an utter despair with a signature not unfamiliar to Komaeda, and definitely not Red's. It tries to ascend like curls of smoke upward, but some unknown third party exists beneath everything connected to Red by a line that can't be touched, a low hum of happiness -- like inhuman chuckles -- rolling over it to smother it back down.
It's an odd mess as Red tries to speak through it, but his beginning message is short enough. ]
Junko didn't -- [ a distant laughter, a soft hushing hiss. ] -- die in that place.
Komaeda. [ Red speaks instantly, some pulse of another's bubbly emotion joined behind the name, a contrast to his voice that's attempting to keep steady under the emotion present. The line itself is tense, uneasy, hollow; there's nothing visual to the link, but there's a bed of emotions that can be felt quivering over some lower portion of the space, focus from the trainer pushing them down to that lower level to the best of his ability.
But the emotions are like a land-level fog, rolling by some unseen force, where one stands out as existing more than the unease of the trainer himself. It's a hopelessness, an utter despair with a signature not unfamiliar to Komaeda, and definitely not Red's. It tries to ascend like curls of smoke upward, but some unknown third party exists beneath everything connected to Red by a line that can't be touched, a low hum of happiness -- like inhuman chuckles -- rolling over it to smother it back down.
It's an odd mess as Red tries to speak through it, but his beginning message is short enough. ]
Junko didn't -- [ a distant laughter, a soft hushing hiss. ] -- die in that place.
[Creepy is about the right word he'd use for a weird moment like this. He has no idea how to take the fact he's dealt with worse. Komaeda had been about to call Hinata, and start their morning chat. He sucks in a breath, and lets it out.]
Where did she die, Red? Do you know?
[He snags a journal from the bookcase and a pen, while he's talking. His end is filled with a steady calm.]
Where did she die, Red? Do you know?
[He snags a journal from the bookcase and a pen, while he's talking. His end is filled with a steady calm.]
[ Nanami didn't sleep well the night that Komaeda left to be healed. She experimentally reached out with her mind, trying to feel him, to see if he was okay. But whether he wasn't there to be felt or her powers weren't quite well-trained enough yet, she couldn't feel anything.
He had at least told her where he'd be. So the following morning, she packed a lunch into her bag and hurried over to his house, almost tripping over her own feet.
The house looked fairly ordinary, but as she approached it, her practice the previous night started to pay off -- because she could definitely feel an unusual emotional energy emanating from the house. ]
He had at least told her where he'd be. So the following morning, she packed a lunch into her bag and hurried over to his house, almost tripping over her own feet.
The house looked fairly ordinary, but as she approached it, her practice the previous night started to pay off -- because she could definitely feel an unusual emotional energy emanating from the house. ]
[Reaching for Komaeda's mind had been like grazing the edge of a hurricane. There was just too much and sometimes images floated to the forefront. Just seconds of time and over it all had been a sense of pain and an intensity that his mind hadn't had before.
His head feels better today. The buzzing sensation had stopped. The sense of things crawling through his head and memories whirling in on each other had died away. It had been awkward fighting in the morning at first. He'd felt like he was living underwater until today.
The open sky had been so blue. He'd felt such joy at being alive. Mu had put him through his paces, slowly. Like a numb limb coming to life, Komaeda had fallen back into training with a renewed vigor and speed.
Now in the afternoon he steps out the front door in the light loose fitting pants and shirt he'd worn this morning. He blinks at the sight of Chiaki and smiles.] Ah, hello. Come to see me?
His head feels better today. The buzzing sensation had stopped. The sense of things crawling through his head and memories whirling in on each other had died away. It had been awkward fighting in the morning at first. He'd felt like he was living underwater until today.
The open sky had been so blue. He'd felt such joy at being alive. Mu had put him through his paces, slowly. Like a numb limb coming to life, Komaeda had fallen back into training with a renewed vigor and speed.
Now in the afternoon he steps out the front door in the light loose fitting pants and shirt he'd worn this morning. He blinks at the sight of Chiaki and smiles.] Ah, hello. Come to see me?
[ After a few days of no contact - of course, he'd already told Komaeda the reason why he's gone and now he's back. But of course, Hinata himself is exhausted, hence why he'll just flop his way over to the bed, eyes closed. He needs his nap.
But nevertheless, he'll go ahead and contact Komaeda - a tired, some lazy affection pouring into it. ]
I just... wanted to tell you that I'm back. I'm a bit tired, but I'm here. If you want to come over you can. I'd rather tell you everything in person.
But nevertheless, he'll go ahead and contact Komaeda - a tired, some lazy affection pouring into it. ]
I just... wanted to tell you that I'm back. I'm a bit tired, but I'm here. If you want to come over you can. I'd rather tell you everything in person.
[Warm, soothing strength and love dance through the link in reply and forms a glimpse of the Shaarnath library. Komaeda smiles softly as he puts the book he'd had on the table back on the shelf.] I'll be back in a hour.
I'll wake you when I get there . [The affection will feel like Komaeda's favorite gesture of intimacy, running his fingers along Hinata's jaw.
An hour later he sits on the edge of the bed. He's dressed like a Shaarnathian and carries a calm air about him. Training with Mu had clearly done him good. He lightly wakes Hinata, leaning over him and smiles.] Hey...Can you hear me?
I'll wake you when I get there . [The affection will feel like Komaeda's favorite gesture of intimacy, running his fingers along Hinata's jaw.
An hour later he sits on the edge of the bed. He's dressed like a Shaarnathian and carries a calm air about him. Training with Mu had clearly done him good. He lightly wakes Hinata, leaning over him and smiles.] Hey...Can you hear me?
[ She was getting used to sleeping with him, now. But that didn't make it any less wonderful to fall asleep at his side, curled up in each other's embrace.
Their emotions sometimes bled into each other, both while awake and while asleep, but what hadn't happened before -- until now -- was sharing a dream. She knew that it was academically possible, but she'd never actually tried it.
Still, the crystals didn't always behave. She woke as quietly as she'd fallen asleep, next to him. Rubbing her eyes and looking around, through the fog. Trying to get her bearings. ]
Where... are we?
Their emotions sometimes bled into each other, both while awake and while asleep, but what hadn't happened before -- until now -- was sharing a dream. She knew that it was academically possible, but she'd never actually tried it.
Still, the crystals didn't always behave. She woke as quietly as she'd fallen asleep, next to him. Rubbing her eyes and looking around, through the fog. Trying to get her bearings. ]
Where... are we?
[The night sky is blue.
The deep sky above is littered with stars and it's beauty could capture the senses, if you let it. It almost masks the billowing winds of despair that flood in like tar from just beyond where she's standing.
Komaeda's voice comes out of the fog, slightly distorted but the stress in it hints at something terrible. 'The past isn't always pleasant. Mm, I know that better than anyone! But, [He looks back at him.] It is the past. Holding onto it. Dwelling on it. That won't help you.
This is now. This is what matters, isn't it?'
Hinata is standing frozen on the street with the ghost of Kamukura behind him and Komaeda, his face pained holding onto his wrist. Hinata shakes his head, and a memory drifts down, the petal reflecting it clearly.]
The deep sky above is littered with stars and it's beauty could capture the senses, if you let it. It almost masks the billowing winds of despair that flood in like tar from just beyond where she's standing.
Komaeda's voice comes out of the fog, slightly distorted but the stress in it hints at something terrible. 'The past isn't always pleasant. Mm, I know that better than anyone! But, [He looks back at him.] It is the past. Holding onto it. Dwelling on it. That won't help you.
This is now. This is what matters, isn't it?'
Hinata is standing frozen on the street with the ghost of Kamukura behind him and Komaeda, his face pained holding onto his wrist. Hinata shakes his head, and a memory drifts down, the petal reflecting it clearly.]
[ Here comes the gentle hum of the amulet at a time before lunch, a soft voice coming over a calm and steady line once it's allowed. ]
Hey, did you sleep well? Hope this isn't a bad time. I wanted to see how you were feeling!
[ He hadn't seen him yesterday, after all. ]
Hey, did you sleep well? Hope this isn't a bad time. I wanted to see how you were feeling!
[ He hadn't seen him yesterday, after all. ]
It isn't a bad time at all! Hello, Red. I slept well enough.
[He's still tired. But, the day after is for recovering from ordeals. At least this one he isn't healing from being shot.] I hope you're also well. If you need any healing...I can assist!
[He's still tired. But, the day after is for recovering from ordeals. At least this one he isn't healing from being shot.] I hope you're also well. If you need any healing...I can assist!
[Some days it surprises him how fast he can get away from people. The moment he'd started to remember he'd ducked out, heading straight for his secluded place behind his master's house. His laughter, his tears, all of the horror and agony contained as he hits his fists into the massive rock over looking the river over and over again. Small blasts of the skill Mu taught him causing the stone to crack and break.]
KAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's what she was waiting for! why she wanted to know why I personally...why me of all people would-
KAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's what she was waiting for! why she wanted to know why I personally...why me of all people would-
Edited 2016-09-16 01:15 (UTC)
[ In hindsight, perhaps picking the day that the Arehtei had gathered to receive completed crystals, crystals known to show images of a home far away, too far to scratch any itch but close enough to leave a wound, on the same that they would be fiddling with emotional energy...was not the best of ideas.
Or so Red considers to be the reason for Komaeda's appearance, for something feeling off about him. There was nothing that gave it away so easily. When it came to Komaeda, Red could picture him as wearing the same expression throughout the day if he chose: soft faced, soft smile, yet with his always smooth sounding voice with the potential of being his greatest weapon at any moment. He could be expressive, while at the same time keeping things tucked inside. An oddly mystical quality, to someone who could never achieve such a feat in a single hour, even if he were to attempt to.
But that wasn't Komaeda all the time. A brighter face was one Red had become more accustomed to these days, both in person and in mind. Red would never call himself perceptive, especially not of people, but he was one to listen to his feelings, and so if those feelings told him something wasn't right-- ]
Hey... do you wanna skip today? [ Red would listen to them, especially when it involved an individual not himself. ] It's been stressful already with the crystal collection and all the reactions to it. We can do this another time, when the city's settled again.
[ Even the smallest handful of people from other worlds had a way, Red found, of leaving their moods all around after events like these that anyone could stumble upon. Sometimes literally.
Yet despite what tomorrow might bring, Red's face perks up. ]
You should let me try something on you instead! I've been practising it with Gengar for a while now. And you know, [ he adds, with a slight tip of his head and a brightening smile ] you look like a guy who can do with getting away now and then.
Or so Red considers to be the reason for Komaeda's appearance, for something feeling off about him. There was nothing that gave it away so easily. When it came to Komaeda, Red could picture him as wearing the same expression throughout the day if he chose: soft faced, soft smile, yet with his always smooth sounding voice with the potential of being his greatest weapon at any moment. He could be expressive, while at the same time keeping things tucked inside. An oddly mystical quality, to someone who could never achieve such a feat in a single hour, even if he were to attempt to.
But that wasn't Komaeda all the time. A brighter face was one Red had become more accustomed to these days, both in person and in mind. Red would never call himself perceptive, especially not of people, but he was one to listen to his feelings, and so if those feelings told him something wasn't right-- ]
Hey... do you wanna skip today? [ Red would listen to them, especially when it involved an individual not himself. ] It's been stressful already with the crystal collection and all the reactions to it. We can do this another time, when the city's settled again.
[ Even the smallest handful of people from other worlds had a way, Red found, of leaving their moods all around after events like these that anyone could stumble upon. Sometimes literally.
Yet despite what tomorrow might bring, Red's face perks up. ]
You should let me try something on you instead! I've been practising it with Gengar for a while now. And you know, [ he adds, with a slight tip of his head and a brightening smile ] you look like a guy who can do with getting away now and then.
[He hadn't much sleep. It takes more time than usual to process what Red is talking about.]
Ahaha, do I? Work hasn't been too bad... [It's the memories that are causing issue after issue. It's like they were built to tear down everything he's striven to create in himself. He didn't sleep. Still can't. There's a fear working under the surface that if he drifts off, he'll wake to everything gone. Despite himself he just can't...can't sleep despite telling himself over and over things will be alright.
Power naps at least kept him going.] We could skip today...so feel free to show me what you have been practicing!
Ahaha, do I? Work hasn't been too bad... [It's the memories that are causing issue after issue. It's like they were built to tear down everything he's striven to create in himself. He didn't sleep. Still can't. There's a fear working under the surface that if he drifts off, he'll wake to everything gone. Despite himself he just can't...can't sleep despite telling himself over and over things will be alright.
Power naps at least kept him going.] We could skip today...so feel free to show me what you have been practicing!
[Naegi fingers the crystal clover hanging from his neck, uncertain. He's never had an issue with using the amulets for communication - usually his voice messages go to who they're supposed to go to and such - but... his whole body is stiff with tension for an entirely different reason.
He doesn't want to have this conversation with anyone. Doesn't want to force Komaeda into talking about Nanami when that's surely already something very raw and painful, but... But...
"Still, I'm totally disappointed. Like I said, better you hear these things from them than me, but from the sounds of it, not one of them told you that. Which is pretty messed up..."
"But hey, you know what else doesn't change? The fact they didn't tell you about her."
And Naegi squeezes his eyes shut, like that can block it out, but it doesn't really. Not completely. He still cares... For better or worse, he'll always care about his upperclassmen, but his trust feels like an open wound that's been rubbed raw. Enoshima's words are like a poison.
...He has to at least try, though.]
Ko- Komaeda-san. [Oh no, that's bad, his voice is already unsteady.] I'm... sorry to bother you, but... I just had a conversation with Enoshima-san, and I wanted to talk to you about something. Would... you mind if I came over for a bit?
He doesn't want to have this conversation with anyone. Doesn't want to force Komaeda into talking about Nanami when that's surely already something very raw and painful, but... But...
"Still, I'm totally disappointed. Like I said, better you hear these things from them than me, but from the sounds of it, not one of them told you that. Which is pretty messed up..."
"But hey, you know what else doesn't change? The fact they didn't tell you about her."
And Naegi squeezes his eyes shut, like that can block it out, but it doesn't really. Not completely. He still cares... For better or worse, he'll always care about his upperclassmen, but his trust feels like an open wound that's been rubbed raw. Enoshima's words are like a poison.
...He has to at least try, though.]
Ko- Komaeda-san. [Oh no, that's bad, his voice is already unsteady.] I'm... sorry to bother you, but... I just had a conversation with Enoshima-san, and I wanted to talk to you about something. Would... you mind if I came over for a bit?
[The response is immediate, and precise but gentle. He doesn't know what Junko told Naegi but, given the nature of what he once was. It has to be something about them as Despairs.]
It's no trouble at all. I'll have tea waiting for you.
[He cleans up his work space in the library and heads home. Whenever Naegi knocks, he answers it on the second rap.]
Please, come in. [He steps aside and holds the door open. It's only once the door is shut does he ask.] Ask whatever you want to ask.
I'll answer you.
It's no trouble at all. I'll have tea waiting for you.
[He cleans up his work space in the library and heads home. Whenever Naegi knocks, he answers it on the second rap.]
Please, come in. [He steps aside and holds the door open. It's only once the door is shut does he ask.] Ask whatever you want to ask.
I'll answer you.
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