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trainwrecking) wrote in
destinystrings2013-12-28 09:37 pm
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Where can I go from here?
Who: Yuzuru Otonashi and OPEN.
Where: On on of the lit-up main roads on a snowy day: backdated to the 26th!
Summary: Otonashi is trying to honor a lost loved one's memory, collect himself after the Shadow event, and move forward.
Warnings: (P...ossible talk of character death? I guess that's always a disclaimer with these losers.)
[He wouldn't shed tears, he told himself. That isn't what she would have wanted for him, but the small snack cake in his hand? His late sister would have loved that. She probably would have urged him to try some.
Weary after donating blood just an hour before, it's in his best interest to oblige. The taste is forgettable -- or maybe he just isn't paying it any mind.
Sitting beside him on the bench is a rather large chocolate cake, (a gift with no owner now, regrettably) along with a couple of other small boxes and something wrapped in a damp envelope. His intent had once been to give these items out, but after his first rejected gift, his plans had changed somewhat. The redhead found himself sitting here instead, taking in the sight of people walking in the dimly lit roads. The warm, white lights had yet to be taken down, cheerfully glimmering on the falling snow. Children of all ages took part in an increasingly aggressive snowball fight in the park nearby, their laughter and yelling crystal clear even from here.
He had been so afraid of his memories and of the truth -- any truth -- that he can't help but desire to fold into himself to think. Nothing but snow and unclaimed gifts accompany him. Maybe he should get going; he needs to pawn off this dumb cake.
Will you bum cake off him? (Seriously he won't eat this thing..!) Tell him to move so you can park your butt on that bench instead? Throw a snowball (rude!)?]
((I will be finishing up Shadow stuff and tagging into more people's event stuff still! But I wanted something easy + an excuse for him to have gifts to give, if... he can get over his first spectacularly failed gift attempt.))
Where: On on of the lit-up main roads on a snowy day: backdated to the 26th!
Summary: Otonashi is trying to honor a lost loved one's memory, collect himself after the Shadow event, and move forward.
Warnings: (P...ossible talk of character death? I guess that's always a disclaimer with these losers.)
[He wouldn't shed tears, he told himself. That isn't what she would have wanted for him, but the small snack cake in his hand? His late sister would have loved that. She probably would have urged him to try some.
Weary after donating blood just an hour before, it's in his best interest to oblige. The taste is forgettable -- or maybe he just isn't paying it any mind.
Sitting beside him on the bench is a rather large chocolate cake, (a gift with no owner now, regrettably) along with a couple of other small boxes and something wrapped in a damp envelope. His intent had once been to give these items out, but after his first rejected gift, his plans had changed somewhat. The redhead found himself sitting here instead, taking in the sight of people walking in the dimly lit roads. The warm, white lights had yet to be taken down, cheerfully glimmering on the falling snow. Children of all ages took part in an increasingly aggressive snowball fight in the park nearby, their laughter and yelling crystal clear even from here.
He had been so afraid of his memories and of the truth -- any truth -- that he can't help but desire to fold into himself to think. Nothing but snow and unclaimed gifts accompany him. Maybe he should get going; he needs to pawn off this dumb cake.
Will you bum cake off him? (Seriously he won't eat this thing..!) Tell him to move so you can park your butt on that bench instead? Throw a snowball (rude!)?]
((I will be finishing up Shadow stuff and tagging into more people's event stuff still! But I wanted something easy + an excuse for him to have gifts to give, if... he can get over his first spectacularly failed gift attempt.))

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Have you... thought of maybe helping to rebuild the city? I've been dropping by the MAGI Building as much as I can, but it's still taking a long time...
After that attack, it's still not functional again. It was hit hard...
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[He takes another drink of the juice, this time without incident.]
If it will make any difference, I'll do it. Maybe I'm just aching to be a part of something meaningful again.
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Whatever time you could give to any of them, I'm sure it will be appreciated.
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[Typically, he's more interested in helping people directly, but if this will aid the city's efforts...]
Ah, maybe you might know -- is it true that people have been claiming and repurposing buildings?
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Ah... I've heard that, yes. It looks like many of them have been abandoned over time, so they're not very difficult to claim.
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And... maybe find a steadier job. It's not like I'm spending all my time researching anymore...
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Although... now that I think about it, I don't think I ever asked before. What were you researching all that time?
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[Eating fell to the wayside this holiday season. How nostalgic.]
Oh... yeah. Cloning. I don't know if you remember those people from "Facility..."
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[Of course he did.]
But...
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[She can certainly see why that would be reason for concern.]
Were you... able to find anything...?
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The books mostly detail how to do it, and the low success rate when you're trying to clone multi-celled organisms. And though some people argue that deficiencies occur in the specimens because of the cloning, it's... not totally conclusive.
[He takes a deep breath, giving her an apologetic look.]
I think the only way to know if something like that can be fixed is to research and try possible solutions on a living clone. If we don't know what causes something, we're guessing at solutions. Then, if the deficiencies are because of the imperfect cloning process...
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It... might be difficult to do something after that point. And that's only if you could get a living clone who would volunteer for those tests.
[Her head bows slightly at the thought.]
I didn't realize. I can't imagine how difficult that must have been - both the research, and knowing that there were people like that who needed the help.
[She's been so ignorant...]
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Who would even respond? "Here, let's run some tests on you and try to start up some experiments?" I don't want to give up, but...
[Otonashi shakes his head.]
Eh-- sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that...
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I already told you, it's fine if there's anything you need to talk about. It... sounds like you probably didn't have a whole lot of people to talk with about this.
[Who else would be around to consult about clones?]
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[His sigh is soft, but disappointed-sounding.]
Eh, maybe I've just had bad luck with the people here. You seem to manage though, huh?
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[She looks questioning. But at the same time, he seems to want to move onto another topic, so she'll go along with that for now.]
Somehow, yes. Althoughthat might be because there are so many friendly people here rather than anything to do with me.
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[Sounds about right.]
Speaking of disaster, I have to start avoiding Noda again.
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[There's a small frown here.]
...What happened with Noda? Was it because of the Shadows...?
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[He gives her another apologetic look and frowns in turn.]
Yeah, I... I might think something mean about someone when I'm annoyed with them, but I would never actually be that mean to someone. The Shadow, though...
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Although... I can only talk about what I saw. [Since she didn't have one.]
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[There's a long pause.]
I didn't... think myself so manipulative, though. I'm really sorry if it -- if he -- said anything too... blunt to you.
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[Negotiation is key. Why won't people ever learn that...?]
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Some people have a hard time compromising...
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