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03 - Dusk, Night, and Dawn
Characters: Kain Highwind and OPEN
Setting: Infirmary, Library, and Dorms
Format: Prose to start, will follow whichever you prefer.
Summary: A brooding dragoon can only brood for so long, even if he has to be dragged away from it. Kain has apologies to deliver, and has built up the will to do so. Hopefully.
Warnings: None yet
Infirmary - Orange Collar Checkup
Kain had been having some exceptionally good bleak thoughts, up on that floor with the mountains and the snow and the wind, when suddenly he found himself being assaulted by units. Oh, yes, of course, he had fought back. But he had only gotten one good jump attack in before one unit somehow knocked him clear out cold. How, exactly, he wasn't sure. But he was awake now, in an uncomfortable chair, dazed and irritated. To add insult to injury, they had not only snapped his latest spear in half, they had left the pieces next to him, propped against his seat.
Had he really been doing this for so long? Had he truly lost such track of time? Well, now he knew what they did when you didn't show up for an appointment. But never the less, though they could take him from his mountain, they couldn't take away his right to brood. And brood he did, helm in his lap, scowl on his face, eager to simply be done with this.
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Library - At A Terminal
At least there was one benefit to that forcible check-up. It had gotten him down to the lower levels of the tower without much danger. Which meant that he could have a proper breakfast, and spend a little more time familiarizing himself with the terminals. It was important, after all. He had been learning quite a bit. He had even figured out that if you held down that one big key, you could type with capital letters. Fantastic, that.
He had also been learning that he wasn't the only one to be feeling such guilt. Oh, he knew that he had not been the only one altered in his way. They had collaborated, or at least intended to. But their grief, their self-loathing, their desperate need to apologize to those they cared about... so many of them had poured that out on the network, and left a record of it for all to see. For him to see. It was an ocean of sorrow, and he was but a drop in it.
So he ate pancakes and drank tea, and re-read old messages, and checked for new ones. Betrayers, all of us. If we share the guilt, is it lessened?
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Dorms, Room 03-01 - Late Night (Locked to Cecil Harvey)
He had spent one final day in silence and avoidance... but enough was enough. What use was penance if it did not fix anything? He was still broken, he still felt broken, profoundly so... but he should not wound others because of it.
He should not hurt Cecil any more than he already has.
And so he comes to the door of her door room, knocks once, and attempts to call her name. It doesn't come. His throat constricts, his mouth is dry. I should leave. What if she isn't in? Then I tried. I'll leave. A few more seconds, and I'll leave.
Setting: Infirmary, Library, and Dorms
Format: Prose to start, will follow whichever you prefer.
Summary: A brooding dragoon can only brood for so long, even if he has to be dragged away from it. Kain has apologies to deliver, and has built up the will to do so. Hopefully.
Warnings: None yet
Infirmary - Orange Collar Checkup
Kain had been having some exceptionally good bleak thoughts, up on that floor with the mountains and the snow and the wind, when suddenly he found himself being assaulted by units. Oh, yes, of course, he had fought back. But he had only gotten one good jump attack in before one unit somehow knocked him clear out cold. How, exactly, he wasn't sure. But he was awake now, in an uncomfortable chair, dazed and irritated. To add insult to injury, they had not only snapped his latest spear in half, they had left the pieces next to him, propped against his seat.
Had he really been doing this for so long? Had he truly lost such track of time? Well, now he knew what they did when you didn't show up for an appointment. But never the less, though they could take him from his mountain, they couldn't take away his right to brood. And brood he did, helm in his lap, scowl on his face, eager to simply be done with this.
---
Library - At A Terminal
At least there was one benefit to that forcible check-up. It had gotten him down to the lower levels of the tower without much danger. Which meant that he could have a proper breakfast, and spend a little more time familiarizing himself with the terminals. It was important, after all. He had been learning quite a bit. He had even figured out that if you held down that one big key, you could type with capital letters. Fantastic, that.
He had also been learning that he wasn't the only one to be feeling such guilt. Oh, he knew that he had not been the only one altered in his way. They had collaborated, or at least intended to. But their grief, their self-loathing, their desperate need to apologize to those they cared about... so many of them had poured that out on the network, and left a record of it for all to see. For him to see. It was an ocean of sorrow, and he was but a drop in it.
So he ate pancakes and drank tea, and re-read old messages, and checked for new ones. Betrayers, all of us. If we share the guilt, is it lessened?
---
Dorms, Room 03-01 - Late Night (Locked to Cecil Harvey)
He had spent one final day in silence and avoidance... but enough was enough. What use was penance if it did not fix anything? He was still broken, he still felt broken, profoundly so... but he should not wound others because of it.
He should not hurt Cecil any more than he already has.
And so he comes to the door of her door room, knocks once, and attempts to call her name. It doesn't come. His throat constricts, his mouth is dry. I should leave. What if she isn't in? Then I tried. I'll leave. A few more seconds, and I'll leave.
Library
"It's no bother. I think there were a lot of people inadvertently worrying their friends, that week." Him being one of them... but he wasn't going to get into details. The chance to keep the conversation on Mihli was welcome. "She does? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. And I would like to meet with her again. We've more than a few things to talk about."
Library
At the mention of Mihli and Kain meeting, Tohko smiled. "I'd imagine so! It's not every day you run into a person that has a very similar but different world in comparison to yours."
Library
Back to the matter of Mihli. "Her world is one I'd like to know much more about. And I suspect she has questions about mine, as well."
Library
..Tohko noticed that head dip, and while she didn't really understand why Kain was feeling sad, she tried to pat his head anyway before continuing.
"Well, that is normal. Hopefully you two can find out more about each others worlds when you meet up again next time."
Library
"...And what of your world, if I might ask? Where are you from, Tohko?"
Library
Sadly, Tohko missed the fact that he wasn't quite comfortable with it, but at the question, she smiled.
"I'm from a planet called Earth and a country called Japan. I don't think you're familiar with it though, since my world isn't that similar to Mihli's."
Library
"I'm not familiar with such a country, no. Are there others here from your world?"
Library
"I've met a few other people from Earth, but I don't think anyone else here is from my same universe."
Library
Library
no subject
He pauses then to pick up his mug of tea and have a long drink. Aagh, lukewarm rather than hot...
"...Perhaps I've been here long enough. I'll bring these back to the cafeteria."
no subject
Tohko watched Kain gulp down some of his tea, and at the comment, smiled. It must have gotten a bit cold, sitting there for awhile. Not that it would have tasted any differently to Tohko, but she could understand.
"Alright then! Hopefully you'll be able to finish up your drink then. I'm not sure if I'll still be here, but if I'm not and you want to talk to me, I'll probably be in the other library."