jei in damned

Day 30: Patient Library (Fourth Shift)

Feb 20, 2008 16:19

While he waited for his bulletin board correspondant, Farfarello perused the library's offerings once more. There was no sign of any of the books he'd requested in the suggestion box but he wasn't very suprised that this was the case--even if, by some chance, the Head Doctor actually intended to grant any of the reasonable requests it still would ( Read more... )

asch, farfarello, miku, qui-gon jinn, angel, peter parker, aidou, mason, sanzo, wesker

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rope_victim February 21 2008, 07:03:10 UTC
"Ah..." she gathered together her thoughts and words, ignoring the sudden flare of needle pricks in her arms and face by wincing slightly. "When she touched me, I got to witness some of her memories. I got a second set... when I pushed her away." The thing she knew she hadn't been able to see anyone else do, but how it had tired her. He would be the third one to know. "I can do that sometimes, with the dead," Miku kept her voice as soft as she could get it, the last thing she needed was some stranger to blurt things out.

"She was a priestess, someone special, who took on everyone's suffering, but..." Miku paused and worried her lip. "Something happened. Someone died. They bound her to a shrine by staking her to the ground... I've already told you, what the tattoos mean, and, there's a person I was talking to, though, I'm sure I've confirmed it simply by reading the responses from my bulletin... it's a curse. I don't know if it's the killing kind, but if they've disappeared, then I doubt they'll return."

"Your... your tattoos... they weren't red either, were they?" Miku didn't look at Aidou, instead looking at her pen-hand, marked with scars.

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blood_and_pocky February 21 2008, 07:22:08 UTC
Aidou listened attentively enough; the only outward sign of irritation he gave was cracking one eye open at talk of her bulletin board post. Fairly benign, given his penchant for violence. Of course he knew one of those respondents was Allen Walker, that puling little wretch--how easily that waste of skin gave away his information on a public notice board.

Of Miku's confession, he said nothing. Only, "No, mine were also blue, and it seems that's a common indicator. If you are connected to her in some way, even if you don't realize it, then it explains why your case is different." He paused there, as though waiting for her to interject. There were other reasons as to why she could be labelled different... "Anyway, the rest of your experience is similar to mine. It fits."

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rope_victim February 21 2008, 07:33:49 UTC
Miku looked down at Aidou, and smiled a little, if sadly. "I'm not looking forward to their growth this evening. I'm scared, isn't that silly?" She didn't interject when he mentioned different.

She was just as normal as anyone else... plus or minus a few things. "That's all, though, just that little thing. What about you? Are you all right now?" Have you stopped being angry with me? Miku brought her fingers to her clavicle, searching for the little black band that usually decorated it. It wasn't there, and no one had yet returned that little piece of comfort. What could she do? Make a new one?

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blood_and_pocky February 21 2008, 08:59:43 UTC
"You think it will grow?" asked Aidou. This time, he opened both eyes. That was an interesting comment to make--his had not "grown", they'd only appeared on his skin come nightfall, with the itching pain.

He shifted his head, looking upside down at her, analyzing her.

"I wouldn't be so quick to dismiss it," said the vampire. He wouldn't dare say that about her fear, but what about her warranted such a shift... That was worth protesting. "It might be important. The goal is, after all, to destroy it once and for all." Among the rest of the Institute, but that went without saying. As for any concern on his behalf... Curious how she was still able to consider others, whether sincere or not. It was interesting to note how they internalized in such different ways. Idly, anyway.

"The markings and that which comes with them as not reappeared," Aidou answered. It was a purposefully misleading response. He wasn't going to point out utterly not right everything and everyone was.

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rope_victim February 22 2008, 02:25:04 UTC
"I think so... there..." Miku paused, why was she telling Aidou, of all people, this. Aidou wasn't... he wasn't like Rituska and Alfons, who would understand, or at least try to. What could she expect from him but a snide remark?

No, she had to believe in him, that he was a good person. "There was something that happened, before I came here, it's not quite the same, but the feeling behind it is." If I must suffer, so must you. Wasn't that what all the grudged ghosts felt? She put her hands down on either side of Aidou's head and sighed quietly. "It will be fine, though, I'm tougher than I look, Aidou-kun."

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blood_and_pocky February 22 2008, 03:11:53 UTC
He reclined patiently enough, letting her get the words out. As with most things in this godforsaken place, Aidou had learned that rushing them would only make things worse. Seemed like it was personal. As a matter of fact, the last time he'd received a confession of personal history from a human girl, it'd been from Yuki, and right before he'd tried to kill her...

Hm.

"I don't believe it's fine, but if you say so," he allowed. If she wanted to believe in her 'toughness', then whatever. He wasn't going to start arguing with her over whether she was all right or not. "But what you're saying is that you've had a similar experience, is that it?"

Even if he was in a physically vulnerable position, he didn't see the point in avoiding the issue.

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rope_victim February 22 2008, 04:07:19 UTC
She nodded, slowly, leaning back in the padded seat to look down at him. "I have... but it was a long time ago." Two years was long enough, wasn't it? Or was it three now? This stupid place's sense of time was so confusing.

"While I was there, there were times that... they would put me to sleep, and when I awoke the next time, there would be another mark... and another... and another..." Miku shook her head, the sudden flare of pain in her face and palms surprising.

Survived. Wasn't able to save him. Shouldn't have survived.

She touched the inside of her right wrist in memory, where the first rope had appeared. The skin was pale and white, lined with the deep blue of her veins where it met the heel of her hand. "But, I stopped it, and they're gone now. Of course... I wonder if the cost was worth it sometimes..."

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blood_and_pocky February 22 2008, 04:38:44 UTC
The vampire's analytical mind whirred like an overdrawn machine. A premise worth being skeptical over, but Aidou couldn't deny the bizarre conglomeration of people and creatures within these walls... The sincerity of Miku's words was what made it easiest to not completely write them off.

And he had been marked by that bestial priestess too, hadn't he?

His chest expanded under a deep, silent breath, but he didn't say anything while she touched at her rest, just watching her upside down face. Finally: "Do you regret surviving?"

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rope_victim February 22 2008, 05:24:35 UTC
His question caught her off-guard. "I don't know..." It wasn't a lie, not really. She was happy that her brother had thought to send her ahead, but... he'd stayed without thinking that she'd be left alone too. It hurt.

She shrugged and kept looking down at him. "Sometimes. It's very lonely, sometimes." Even with Rei and Yuu, she knew she was encroaching on their to-be-family. They must've minded a little; the sister of a colleague that vanished, just suddenly taken in by Yuu. "Anyway, I think you've heard quite enough about me, Aidou-kun." Miku returned to rubbing away the phantom pain of the rope burn.

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blood_and_pocky February 22 2008, 05:52:01 UTC
When Aidou thought of human girls and their tragic pasts, he imagined weeping and breakdowns. Wet eyes, at the very least. He had to admit, this strong act between Yuki and Miku was curious; emotions were vaporous, so he didn't exactly criticize himself for not being able to pick them apart like hard, cold chemical elements.

Yuki, he had never bothered to ask. Now that Miku had revealed some of her history, it helped illuminate certain things. Not that he had a vested interest in Hinasaki Miku, not at all. Phantoms and curses, though... Yes, he supposed it might be lonely. The way she talked, she acted as though she'd lost loved ones, which wouldn't be surprising. In his opinion, he believed there to be a considerable gap between a human's idea of loneliness, and a vampire's--just another difference that inflamed tension between the two--but there was no point in saying that.

"Yes, I suppose you're right," said the noble, blinking up at her face once more before turning his gaze to the room. "If you've done it before, any opinion on how to get rid of this phantom woman?"

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rope_victim February 22 2008, 06:04:20 UTC
"There's a camera... I asked about it when I came here last week, but, no one else has heard of it... but, even so, you'd need special film, lenses... the ability required to use it with any hope of success," Miku sighed and rested her head in her hand. She had... the ability. That was it. And even so, it had suddenly flared to life again after Yuu had received the camera in the mail and certainly after they'd come home from the old haunted house in Mutsu.

"It can do it. A person can't do it by themselves. If we were where I belonged, there'd be other things too, that could help, but in the end, it is up to the medium and the camera." Again, her voice was quiet, but her left hand rested on his shoulder. It was weird, quietly spilling secrets.

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blood_and_pocky February 22 2008, 06:43:12 UTC
One eyebrow arched up. "A... camera? How exactly does that relate?"

Aidou understood physical gifts--everything he was blessed with came from capacities he'd been born with. The other freaks in Landel's, and people like Miku, like Renji... Certain powers they'd just been born with. A camera, though? Absurd.

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rope_victim February 22 2008, 21:01:35 UTC
"It's a very long story that has too many branches," Miku said quietly. The fact that the "The short version is that it traps the souls of dead inside to power it, and a strong enough hit from it, then the woman would be sent away, hopefully her Malice would--- I'm talking too much again," Miku pursed her lips at him. It felt good to say something, and Renji-san told her all the time to be more confident in her abilities.

My, he was a sneaky person.

"There's a song, too, Aidou-kun, a lullaby from that place... It's scary, though..." As good as she was with puzzles, something about it just wasn't clicking into place properly. Miku smiled at him, "So don't expect me to sing it to you."

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blood_and_pocky February 23 2008, 19:23:08 UTC
Absurd, absurd, absurd. It sounded more like something from a graphic novel, or a video game, maybe. The only thing saving Miku from a full-on skeptical outburst was that he had seen Reika too--beyond that, it all sounded very silly to him. Souls of the dead trapped in cameras, Malice...

And some people had the nerve to mock ritual magic. It was certainly more elegant than something like that. But he was willing to go with whatever worked; Miku seemed relatively sure of what she was saying.

His expression to mild doubt and amusement at talk of a lullaby--it clearly said he wasn't apprehensive about it. "I'm not easily frightened. But I would only expect you to sing if you had a good singing voice."

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rope_victim February 24 2008, 03:50:16 UTC
Miku rolled her eyes slightly, this, at least, was better than thinking about her own losses and survival. "Well, you'll never know," she tapped his shoulder. "You should let me up, I want to write down more things before dinner. Please."

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blood_and_pocky February 24 2008, 05:05:55 UTC
"If you had eidetic memory like me, this wouldn't be a problem, you know."

After everything, Aidou's mind was still in the process of sorting through what he had learned, and what could be pieced together from said speculation. It didn't prevent him from turning the corners of his lips down a bit--the expression was not quite childish, but getting there.

He was comfortable, so why did he have to move?

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