[ Don't be a baby its just a light. She pretty much shone this at everything that moved on that floor, checking for markings. It even paid off once. ]
He was an Asunaro agent... if they wanted him to make me sign something, he couldn't have refused. [ The implicit jealousy in his voice rankles. It's not like Sara resents Kai, knowing what she knows now. But the ceaseless devotion of someone you never really met...its frightening. In a way she feels bad about, because Kai seemed truly kind. She wished he wasn't dead, so she wasn't left with his last heartfelt words for her, devoid any ability to know what she'd meant to him. If he'd really been a member of her family, then why couldn't she have known him better? ]
[ ... ]
He said a lot of things... [ Just thinking about it makes her throat feel tight, and she rubs it unconsciously. ] Look, but it doesn't matter. I needed the wish from the contract to win anyway, so everything worked out.
[ Is she sure though. No. Of course not. They're talking about a pathological liar here. ]
I'll show you how to use it, if you're so curious. You can even do it on me, just to be sure.
[How many markings are there going to be in here?? Just turn it off. >: \ Is what he doesn't say, because he just lets his irritation build up until it hits a threshold in these circumstances.
He's remembering how the plan to get her out apparently kicked off the entire thing... Why her, though? That's always the question, isn't it? That memorandum...]
...that just makes it stranger. Guess they got unlucky... or maybe just cocky.
[Was 15.5% actually higher, when it came to the real deal? Was she always intended to reach Midori's floor? Past that, win a game secretly rigged in her favor? Or was she never supposed to sign it at all and that was all Midori's own idea? ...Was it just that he disappeared before she could? Speaking of cockiness and Midori... Shin can't help but laugh, something short and quiet.]
So that's how... that's funny.
[Sara had told him it was one of his own little games, but because of that as well... no it's some nice poetic comeuppance right there. A wish, huh... his headache is getting worse and he presses a palm to his head.]
Look, would you stop that?
[He shuts the laptop and carefully sets it aside in the corner, setting his hands on the edge of the bunk bed and leaning over, scarf dangling down.]
....surprisingly trusting of you, Sara. You don't even know what I'd learn.
[If it needs a partner... And it's something made by Midori, on her memories, without the chance he had in another timeline to see it work on Reko or Alice. This is him asking if she's sure about that, a chance to back out. Not everyone obsessively combs through their own memories and hits unexplainable gaps.]
I swear to devote myself to Asunaro in exchange for granting my wish. Does it sound familiar? It's a wish he absolutly had to fufill.
[ He probably won't be able too remember, but... he will. Later. ]
This isn't hypnosis, the subject could stop whenever they wanted. [ She's holding it quite casually without a lick of fear ] I used it on everyone...almost everyone. It's like a project, you'd have to work with me if you want to see anything.
[ She sighs and turns it off, holding it out towards him. ]
You need to see how it works, don't you? I'd rather do it with one of us and I don't want to see your memory right now. [ It comes out a bit ruder then she meant, an accidental slip of the tongue after thinking about Midori. She didn't want to see his room. She didn't want to think about him anymore. ]
Sou, if my memories have been tampered with, I want to know. I trust you.
[You shouldn't, is his automatic, kneejerk, internal reaction, a flash of panic behind his eyes. Maybe she's just saying that. Hopefully she's just saying that... doing that thing that she does. Listen, he doesn't trust himself, at this point. Trusting him almost got Kanna killed.]
...I-it was that bad, huh.
[None of the possibilities are good, really, when it comes to Midori. The thought, what did she find out, what does she know that even I don't know itches at him like a returning echo, bouncing off the contract and the fact that line does sound familiar in an aching way, and he pushes it down. Later. He lowers himself down from the bunk with some scuffling and a thump, stands in front of her, takes it, looking it over. The 'subject'... that sure is a way to put it... but he understands the urge to know well. Knowing is power - that's why it works so well as a hook's bait, if you can afford to toss it over.]
Let's go, then... [He flicks it on, eyes averted, bathing the room once more, shadows thrown up by the bunks and shelves, across their faces.] Just what are you curious to peer into, Sara?
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[ He doesn't want her to trust him but she does, and he can't stop her. The gears of friendship turn, with or without him!
...Like she could just...fear him unconditionally after knowing him for so many months. She already wanted to be friends, and maybe if she's just saying it, its because she wants to believe it. She has a secret he might hate her for, but until he knows...they're friends, right?
She holds the lanturn up to him, her voice flat and serious even as she gives him a soft smile.]
[They won... he does think about that sometimes, that since he came back once, maybe he could again. But for now... he's dead, she killed him. They have yet to learn this is the opposite of a reassurance when it comes to Yogen.]
Haha, you don't want to start with something smaller?
[Who she is... it's hard for him to believe she doesn't know, not even in a suspicious way, just that it doesn't compute. But his bony hand takes the lantern with his own air of good cheer, and he sits down crosslegged on the floor because who knows how long this process takes, gesturing for her to do the same, setting the lantern on his knee. Friends... he hasn't realized it yet, but they really are.]
So... you're the one who knows how this works. What's the first step?
[There's that spark of curiosity, lighting up in his eyes.]
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Date: 2021-10-13 04:47 am (UTC)He was an Asunaro agent... if they wanted him to make me sign something, he couldn't have refused. [ The implicit jealousy in his voice rankles. It's not like Sara resents Kai, knowing what she knows now. But the ceaseless devotion of someone you never really met...its frightening. In a way she feels bad about, because Kai seemed truly kind. She wished he wasn't dead, so she wasn't left with his last heartfelt words for her, devoid any ability to know what she'd meant to him. If he'd really been a member of her family, then why couldn't she have known him better? ]
[ ... ]
He said a lot of things... [ Just thinking about it makes her throat feel tight, and she rubs it unconsciously. ] Look, but it doesn't matter. I needed the wish from the contract to win anyway, so everything worked out.
[ Is she sure though. No. Of course not. They're talking about a pathological liar here. ]
I'll show you how to use it, if you're so curious. You can even do it on me, just to be sure.
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Date: 2021-10-13 06:48 am (UTC)He's remembering how the plan to get her out apparently kicked off the entire thing... Why her, though? That's always the question, isn't it? That memorandum...]
...that just makes it stranger. Guess they got unlucky... or maybe just cocky.
[Was 15.5% actually higher, when it came to the real deal? Was she always intended to reach Midori's floor? Past that, win a game secretly rigged in her favor? Or was she never supposed to sign it at all and that was all Midori's own idea? ...Was it just that he disappeared before she could? Speaking of cockiness and Midori... Shin can't help but laugh, something short and quiet.]
So that's how... that's funny.
[Sara had told him it was one of his own little games, but because of that as well... no it's some nice poetic comeuppance right there. A wish, huh... his headache is getting worse and he presses a palm to his head.]
Look, would you stop that?
[He shuts the laptop and carefully sets it aside in the corner, setting his hands on the edge of the bunk bed and leaning over, scarf dangling down.]
....surprisingly trusting of you, Sara. You don't even know what I'd learn.
[If it needs a partner... And it's something made by Midori, on her memories, without the chance he had in another timeline to see it work on Reko or Alice. This is him asking if she's sure about that, a chance to back out. Not everyone obsessively combs through their own memories and hits unexplainable gaps.]
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Date: 2021-10-16 07:33 am (UTC)[ He probably won't be able too remember, but... he will. Later. ]
This isn't hypnosis, the subject could stop whenever they wanted. [ She's holding it quite casually without a lick of fear ] I used it on everyone...almost everyone. It's like a project, you'd have to work with me if you want to see anything.
[ She sighs and turns it off, holding it out towards him. ]
You need to see how it works, don't you? I'd rather do it with one of us and I don't want to see your memory right now. [ It comes out a bit ruder then she meant, an accidental slip of the tongue after thinking about Midori. She didn't want to see his room. She didn't want to think about him anymore. ]
Sou, if my memories have been tampered with, I want to know. I trust you.
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Date: 2021-10-17 01:09 am (UTC)...I-it was that bad, huh.
[None of the possibilities are good, really, when it comes to Midori. The thought, what did she find out, what does she know that even I don't know itches at him like a returning echo, bouncing off the contract and the fact that line does sound familiar in an aching way, and he pushes it down. Later. He lowers himself down from the bunk with some scuffling and a thump, stands in front of her, takes it, looking it over. The 'subject'... that sure is a way to put it... but he understands the urge to know well. Knowing is power - that's why it works so well as a hook's bait, if you can afford to toss it over.]
Let's go, then... [He flicks it on, eyes averted, bathing the room once more, shadows thrown up by the bunks and shelves, across their faces.] Just what are you curious to peer into, Sara?
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Date: 2021-10-27 07:37 am (UTC)[ He doesn't want her to trust him but she does, and he can't stop her. The gears of friendship turn, with or without him!
...Like she could just...fear him unconditionally after knowing him for so many months. She already wanted to be friends, and maybe if she's just saying it, its because she wants to believe it. She has a secret he might hate her for, but until he knows...they're friends, right?
She holds the lanturn up to him, her voice flat and serious even as she gives him a soft smile.]
Who I am, maybe?
nooo not the sara beams
Date: 2021-10-27 09:19 am (UTC)Haha, you don't want to start with something smaller?
[Who she is... it's hard for him to believe she doesn't know, not even in a suspicious way, just that it doesn't compute. But his bony hand takes the lantern with his own air of good cheer, and he sits down crosslegged on the floor because who knows how long this process takes, gesturing for her to do the same, setting the lantern on his knee. Friends... he hasn't realized it yet, but they really are.]
So... you're the one who knows how this works. What's the first step?
[There's that spark of curiosity, lighting up in his eyes.]