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towerofanimus2013-04-20 12:48 pm
looselips) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-20 12:48 pm
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Who: Shinji Matou and OPEN
Setting: Room 2-06, Floor 96, Floor 14
Format: Action preferred
Summary: Shinji has emotions and passive-aggressively plays video games
Warnings: Shinji having no idea how to cope with feelings, will add anything else that comes up
[Room 2-06]
[The video game Shinji receives is a good one. He's fond of it. Maybe not his favorite, but it would certainly rank within his top ten, if someone forced him to sit down and make a list. Under any other circumstance, he would be all but overjoyed to receive it.]
[Now, though, all he can think is, That's it?]
[In his anger, and with his usual childish level of restraint, he raises an arm and chucks the game, still in its case, down at the floor. He isn't particularly strong, but the force combined with the angle as it hits the floor is enough to make the case crack at the top corner and along its spine.]
[...But that's it. He doesn't throw a full-blown tantrum, like the time that Rider left. Instead, he merely stares in silence at the video game where it has settled on the floor, a second or two passing before he moves to pick it up again, checking to be sure that it is otherwise undamaged and sitting properly in its case.]
[Floor 96]
[Shinji hasn't actually set foot onto the floor proper yet, lingering on the stairs. The video game he received earlier is tucked under one arm. Evidently having drifted off into his own little world of thought, he isn't paying particular attention to his surroundings, his expression blank as he mulls things over.]
[He's heard what will happen if he steps onto this floor, and where the thought of losing his memories normally unsettles him, it almost appeals to him in this moment. He can remember being restrained, and having people standing over him, and the horror of being conscious but unable to control his own body. He'd rather not be able to, so here he stands, weighing the pros and cons.]
[Floor 14]
[And, because this is a Shinji post, he can at some point be found irritably and passive-aggressively playing his "new" video game in the media room. It isn't actually making him feel much better.]
Setting: Room 2-06, Floor 96, Floor 14
Format: Action preferred
Summary: Shinji has emotions and passive-aggressively plays video games
Warnings: Shinji having no idea how to cope with feelings, will add anything else that comes up
[Room 2-06]
[The video game Shinji receives is a good one. He's fond of it. Maybe not his favorite, but it would certainly rank within his top ten, if someone forced him to sit down and make a list. Under any other circumstance, he would be all but overjoyed to receive it.]
[Now, though, all he can think is, That's it?]
[In his anger, and with his usual childish level of restraint, he raises an arm and chucks the game, still in its case, down at the floor. He isn't particularly strong, but the force combined with the angle as it hits the floor is enough to make the case crack at the top corner and along its spine.]
[...But that's it. He doesn't throw a full-blown tantrum, like the time that Rider left. Instead, he merely stares in silence at the video game where it has settled on the floor, a second or two passing before he moves to pick it up again, checking to be sure that it is otherwise undamaged and sitting properly in its case.]
[Floor 96]
[Shinji hasn't actually set foot onto the floor proper yet, lingering on the stairs. The video game he received earlier is tucked under one arm. Evidently having drifted off into his own little world of thought, he isn't paying particular attention to his surroundings, his expression blank as he mulls things over.]
[He's heard what will happen if he steps onto this floor, and where the thought of losing his memories normally unsettles him, it almost appeals to him in this moment. He can remember being restrained, and having people standing over him, and the horror of being conscious but unable to control his own body. He'd rather not be able to, so here he stands, weighing the pros and cons.]
[Floor 14]
[And, because this is a Shinji post, he can at some point be found irritably and passive-aggressively playing his "new" video game in the media room. It isn't actually making him feel much better.]
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[He wishes he could take Shinji out for ice cream, but there's no ice cream here. Not now.
He nods.]
Yes. I was developing some of the photographs a couple floors down. If you'd like to see them, you can.
[Kariya has his photographs in an envelope, and he hands it over. There are photos of various floors in there, not only his favorite floors, but interesting things on some of the other floors he's visited. He's not self-conscious about his photography. It's something he enjoys doing, even here. He's confident in his abilities as a photographer. He doesn't think he's the best, but he's good enough.]
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[He doesn't have any qualms about saying that, at least, more blunt than confrontational. He takes the envelope when it's handed to him, and he sits down on the stairs as he begins to sift through the photographs inside. His expression remains unchangingly sour as he does so, but he studies each of them intently nonetheless.]
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[Kariya admits this at once, without argument. He hates it here. He cares about the people, feels very strongly for some of them, but he loathes the place itself.]
I try to find something good about it. Since we're stuck here. I have to find something. To see things that are beautiful, in spite of everything. To defy them, maybe, even if they never notice.
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[But, he frowns. If he weren't here, he would be dead, after all. He continues to study the photographs, maybe because of what Kariya says. The places they show are beautiful, taken away from the context they exist in.]
But I don't think I want to go home, either.
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[He hates it for the cruelties they commit here, the way they hurt the people he cares about over and over, and for the fact that it took him away from the war he's supposed to win.]
But I try anyway. I won't let them win.
I'll tell you a secret: part of me doesn't want to go home, either. Part of me wishes I could stay.
[For all that he believes in winning the war, he doesn't want to die, and he doesn't want to leave the friends he's made here.]
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Really? Why? [His tone isn't demanding, exactly, but instead imploring.]
I don't want to stay here. I wish I could go somewhere else.
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[If the War doesn't kill him, the worms will.]
It would be even better if there were somewhere else altogether we could go. Another world.
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[He grumbles it, because the alternative is sounding upset. He doesn't really understand the exact circumstances surrounding Kariya's condition, but he feels comfortable saying that regardless.]
I wish. As if we could be so lucky.
[He draws his knees up to his chest.]
Whatever. Better this than dead.
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[He doesn't think he's always foolish, but he can see his own failings. He's made mistakes. He can't undo them now. He has to live with them. One thing that wasn't a mistake was helping Sakura.] But there was something important I had to do.
You never know. I wouldn't have thought I'd end up somewhere like this. But you're right, it's not likely.
I think so, too. Even though I have to go back.
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[There's a second after he says that where Shinji just seethes, not looking at Kariya, but then he admits:] I don't want you to die. [His voice is quieter now.]
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[Kariya is quiet, touched that Shinji would say that, though he didn't think Shinji was the kind of person who would want him to die.] What matters is that we're alive, here and now.
[He reaches out to give Shinji a hug.]
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[Saving someone else might be the right thing to do, maybe, but that doesn't mean Shinji can't think he's an idiot for throwing his life away to do so.]
[The last time Kariya hugged him, Shinji neither accepted nor rejected the contact, allowing it without responding to it. Now, though, he lets himself lean into the gesture. He doesn't know what to say to Kariya's words, so he asks instead,] Can we go to the aquarium?
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[He's glad when Shinji seems to accept his hug. That makes him feel better. He'd been worried since the last time he saw Shinji. It's comforting to see him responding.]
Yes, we can. I like the aquarium. You never know what you're going to see there.
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I haven't spent much time there, so I'll take your word for it.
[The last time he spent any extended length of time on that floor, he had been fruitlessly searching for Rider. He hadn't seen any reason to revisit it afterwards. But... He supposes going to an aquarium with a relative is a normal experience, and this is as close as he can come to that in a place like this.]
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[Shinji's not-uncle can't take all that much stair-climbing in one day. He's stronger than he was before coming to the tower, but he has his limits.]
I've seen fish there I could hardly believe existed. Glowing fish, fish with three or four heads, and some as large as houses. Some I can't even describe, they were so strange.
[Kariya is really thrilled Shinji wants to go with him. He starts up the stairs.]
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That sounds pretty cool. [...] The SE.RA.PH. had a sea theme. I liked it alright. [He isn't sure why he says this, exactly, but he feels more willing to make small talk than normal.]
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It is. Every time I go there, I see something I've never seen before. You have to be careful, but it's worth it. [And he's confident he can protect Shinji. He'll use a Command Spell if he needs to.]
A sea theme? That sounds interesting. Can you tell me more about it? I don't know a lot about what your Grail War is like. It sounds so different from the one I was fighting in.
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It took place in an artificial environment made up of multiple reality marbles. The one that served as the main hub was a school campus, if you can believe it. They even made us attend classes. [He sounds vaguely incredulous as he relates this information, despite having lived it.] The other ones, though— It was like being underwater. You could even see fish swimming around you.