cast the boat, take a ride

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Characters: Miku Hinasaki and OPEN!
Setting/Location: Caravan, Level 1, Lobby B
Date & Time: Day 1, morning
Warnings: Beware of angst, for Miku is chock-full of it.
Summary: Miku thinks about her dreams in one of the Caravan's lobbies, and it's a perfect opportunity for anyone else to come make conversation with her.

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[kickasspacifist]

Contrary to popular (or perhaps just uninformed) belief, reploids did dream -- and not just of electric sheep. Whether it was simply echoes of previously collected data manifesting during sleep cycles (as skeptics liked to claim), or solid proof that reploids were capable of all of the same mental functions as humans (X liked this explanation much better), it happened, and it was something that X had long ago gotten used to -- because he dreamed a lot. Maybe it was because he was considered to have the most complex processing of any existing member of his race. Maybe it was just because he'd been around for nearly sixty years, and had plenty to dream about

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It took Miku a moment to realize that she was being spoken to, but when she did, she looked up with a tired gaze. She managed a smile--there was no use being impolite to this stranger, especially given that they were expressing concern.

"I'm just a bit tired," she said, and for the most part it was the truth. It wasn't like she could talk about the curse anyway, not that she wanted to do so in the first place. She paused, unsure what to say next. Conversation would be a good distraction from the things plaguing her mind, wouldn't it?

"...How are you?"

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"I'm about as well as can be expected, given the circumstances." Even that much depended on one's perspective, X supposed, but from where he was sitting, the potential consequences of their unexpected vacation could be dire. There was too much happening back home -- there was always too much happening back home. It was hard not to worry about it.

But things could still be much worse. They had a way back, potentially. They were all in one piece, and the caravan seemed about as safe as they could hope for anything to be while they were here. As long as that held, they were okay, he figured. Look to the future, and keep on moving. What else is there to be done, really?

Her voice was familiar, though, and after a moment he was able to place it. "I think we've spoken on the Junogam already. Miku, right?"

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"Yes, that's me." Now it was up to her to remember who he was...

"And, hm... you're X?" It was clear she wasn't sure if she'd gotten his name right--she'd spoken to a quite a few people.

She had to wonder if Mafuyu would have been proud of her for reaching out and contacting the other newcomers in Sleepywoods and the Caravan. Would he have been happy that she wasn't quite as withdrawn as she used to be? She hoped so.

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After a somewhat uncomfortable night spent merely lying on his back and staring up the ceiling, Yuusei wasn't so sure how the rest of the journey would be if even sleeping was somewhat of a difficult task. As he wandered through the lobby, jacket slung over one shoulder with his other hand in his pocket, he noticed the girl sitting rather anxiously to the side. He tilted his head a bit and raised a brow, walking quietly over towards her to have a better look.

From afar, she appeared to simply be a little nervous, but closer examination lead him to believe that it went a bit deeper than that. With a softened gaze and the concerned line of his lips parting, he murmured, standing just a good half-foot from where she was sitting, "You alright?"

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The concern of these strangers reminded her of when she'd first started living with Rei and Yuu after the death of her brother. They'd been very kind to her, very understanding, even though she was reluctant to talk about what had happened to Mafuyu. Part of her regretted not telling them the truth about the incident when she'd lost him--she'd just said there was an accident and that was that. Now Yuu was dead and Rei was far, far away, and it would be a long time before she got the chance to tell at least Rei.

But that had little to do with the present situation, and Miku had to remind herself that someone was talking to her, and she needed to respond.

"I-I'm fine. Thank you for asking." And she really was thankful he'd asked.

[speedsavior]

With a slight furrow of his brow, Yuusei could recognize the sound of dismissal in her voice. Aki herself had the tendancy to simply brush him off with a quiet quirk of the lips while telling him that she was perfectly fine. "Your voice sounds a bit familiar. You're... Miku, right?"

He sat himself down on the arm of a chair next to hers, running his fingers through his sleep mussed hair to try and straighten it out, his own mind lingering on about home. Everyone... was going to be okay, he was sure of it, but at the same time there was a seed of doubt and dark that wound itself tightly around his gut.

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"I am." The people here were pretty good about remembering people's names and voices, it appeared!

"Are you Yuusei?" She hoped he was--it would be terribly embarrassing to mess up someone's name when they'd gotten yours right. Embarrassing, and maybe a bit rude.

Something about him... was he worried about things? Or just thoughtful? She dared not press him on whatever he was thinking about, however. She figured that wouldn't have painted a very good impression of herself.