Characters: Kagerou (
weaver_girl) and OPEN
Date/Time: 14 February AND 16 to 19 February 2011, all day
Location: Section Three/ Smoke's Bar/ Dojo Island/ around Edensphere
Rating: G for Kagerou, might go up to PG-13
Summary: Kagerou goes about her week, meeting people old and new that she's been sort of neglecting.
[OOC: In other words, the player owes logs
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Simon's heart still hurt a little from all of the losses he had endured lately, but as he'd thought the other day, he no longer felt like being miserable. Even in spite of them, he knew he still had a lot to be thankful for.
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"Good morning!" she called as soon as the door was opened, managing a smile in honest delight, not just for the sake of appearances. "Um, I brought bread, and I hope this is a good time?"
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"Good morning, Kagerou. There is never a bad time," he said sincerely, stepping aside to let her in. "Come in, come in. As you can probably smell, I was just cooking breakfast; would you like to join me?"
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"I'd like that very much," she said, following him to the kitchen. The house still echoed of Koi sometimes, but she was beginning to see it more as the place where Simon and Qi lived, not the place where their father no longer lived.
"You look better," she said and meant it. "Well, not that I've seen you properly in a while."
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"I feel better," he admitted. "I still miss everyone, don't get me wrong, but... I can't bring myself to stay miserable any more. Dad wouldn't have wanted that way. Neither would Inara or Serenity. I like to think that they're back home now, and happy... and I still have people here who love me and care about me. Especially my sister. That helps a lot."
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"It's important to think like that." Her eyebrows creased, but thoughtfully, not unhappily. "I think Koi-Dad understood that, too, that we had to make the best of things here."
She drummed her fingers on the table. "Maybe the best thing to do is to, you know, accept that this is where we are? And try to make a difference here? Well, that's what I think."
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Setting the food on the table, Simon finally sat down himself and began to help himself to food.
"He did," Simon nodded. He then paused to consider her statement, as usual sticking a finger into his mouth to bite down on it as he considered, remembering his many conversations with Brianna on this very subject.
"I am of two minds about that," he admitted. "I know of several people who feel as though we should fight against this place, try to figure out its secrets and escape. I felt like that, too, at one point. But... I myself need to consider my loved ones. My sister especially. When I died, it nearly broke her."
given the right trigger this girl is a living weapon ( ... )
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"I--I'm not sure. I've... talked to a few people about this, and they all had at least somewhat different opinions. I don't mean that I'm..." She fiddled with a piece of bacon, then stuck it in her mouth and chewed and swallowed, methodically.
"I'm happy, sometimes. I... think I'm a better person now than I was in my own world." Her gaze dipped to the tabletop. "I haven't told that to anyone before, but I do think so. The girl in my memories, she's... scared, and fragile, and doubts things a lot."
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"I'm glad she is here with you," she said. For both your sakes. "I suppose I've said that before, but I really am.
"And I'm glad you're here, too. I mean, you know, I watch you work at the Clinic and I'm always not sure what we'd do without you." She glanced away, having said a little more than she'd meant, and remembering that Simon flustered easily at even sideways praise.
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"I appreciate you saying that," he replied. "...Sometimes I feel so useless compared to the rest of you, to tell you the truth. I have no sort of magic or supernatural skills... all I have are my own two hands and my knowledge. I know my efforts are needed and valued regardless, but..." He trailed off. "I know we are are own harshest critics, though. I do not see myself as special... just being a doctor and a brother, the things I do best."
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Her voice softened towards the end. It seemed odd, but maybe not inappropriate, to attach such overt value to her own efforts. She knew her work was important and her power sometimes crucial, but was it vain to acknowledge that it was the truth?
"Doctors and brothers can both be quite extraordinary, though," she finished more quietly.
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The sudden upwelling of smothering emotion took her by surprise. She squeezed her eyes shut and inhaled sharply, holding the breath and then letting it out in a deep, slow sigh to center herself.
"I'm sorry," she said quietly. Why did her eyes suddenly prickle? What was it? "I... I know. Or, I think I used to know, maybe, how that is. What it feels like. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
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"It's okay," he said, his voice unconsciously slipping into the calming tone he often used when Qi was upset. "I didn't... I don't want to upset you. But since we..." He swallowed, struggling to find the right words. "I don't know how you feel about me, but I trust you. I feel like you're a part of my family. I feel like you deserve to know the truth about my past. But if it makes you feel uncomfortable... if you would rather I stop... I will. Okay?"
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She reached for her glass and took a long swallow, then set it carefully back down. "Just go on. I'm fine, and I would like to hear it."
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