May 20, 2008 08:37
Sanosuke hadn't quite been ready to part ways from Kenshin, but his nurse was insistent, and she was offering food. That second thing was what really got Sano off the couch and headed to the cafeteria. And at the very least, the thing about Okita had been settled, which meant the fighter could focus on his meal
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star dragon sword,
zelos,
qui-gon jinn,
anya,
kagura,
edward elric,
yuna,
tyler,
nia,
melissa,
danny phantom,
wolfram,
jade,
allen,
naminé,
seiya,
demyx,
clark kent,
zex,
angel,
zelnick,
claire bennet,
misa,
leon kennedy,
shana,
peter parker,
kurogane,
artemis,
mello,
aya,
ion,
xellos,
usopp,
nakago,
heiji,
peter petrelli,
yohji,
fwiffo,
archer,
zuko,
sync,
matt,
farfarello,
zoro,
takaya,
sanosuke,
haku,
tyki,
wolverine,
esmeralda,
kratos,
lia,
willow,
haseo,
bridget,
rubedo,
sanji,
toboe,
rhode,
shito,
glados,
homura,
nami,
bella,
kaito,
elle,
fayt,
alexander conklin,
sora,
momo (xenosaga),
luffy,
leon (so2),
albel,
reno,
renamon,
claude,
amelia,
oriya,
rukia,
mark,
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zexion,
harry osborn,
max,
sousuke,
dean winchester,
peony,
brook,
chopper,
ren,
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sakura,
kenren,
hanyuu,
yuber,
guy,
kimbley,
kairi,
armand,
reid,
vlad,
allelujah,
roy,
frey,
cloud,
fai,
sai,
leon magnus,
yue,
sasuke,
daemon,
edward cullen,
brooklyn,
eddie brock,
rangiku,
omi,
gin,
scar (tlk),
subaru
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But he'd agreed to this mess all the same. He couldn't entirely blame Mello, either.
"You say 'group,'" Matt's face was once again covered by his hands. "Who else is here?" There were any number of people connected to that book, and Matt didn't recognize anyone else's faces right off the bat.
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"If someone doesn't appear here when they die, they fork off of their living counterpart and the living one stays in the real world. The man here doesn't know about us. I don't think he knows anything that happened after autumn of 2004." L hadn't been firm on the matter, but Light looked years younger than the man Mello remembered, and if people were pulled here out of significant points in their timeline, as he suspected, it would make sense.
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"Fork off...? An alternate timeline?" So there was then more than one of this person in existence? He thought a few Star Trek episodes had handled this issue, but that series just made shit up all the time anyway and he hadn't bothered following it very well. "From 2004?" That was a good six years ago, going by his time at least. It was the year...
The year when L died. Significant points. Right.
"This is such crazy shit." He wanted to shove down every little voice in his head that told him Mello wouldn't play games with him, would lie and make up sill reasons for why he was there. But he couldn't. Mello simply didn't.
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He took a bite of pizza and chewed as he shifted his weight to balance his chair on two legs, making it easier to cross his ankles. "It's not an alternate timeline," he said. "I don't think it's a timeline at all. More like a nexus."
He'd hurt Matt's brain enough for one day. "Anyway," he said, hoping to shift the subject from the theoretical and put Matt back on solid ground, "It's not easy to get cigarettes. I hear there's some kind of black market, but you should probably just kick the habit."
If Matt came across anything worth trading, Mello was sure there'd be a better use for it.
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It would be better, but you didn't just demand that of someone! Especially not someone in the utterly confused position Matt was currently in ( ... )
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"That's another thing," he continued as he wiped the grease from his fingertips. "We don't sleep like normal; we kind of pass out in the middle of whatever we're doing and wake up in bed. You could only do it if you caught me sleeping during the day, and I've got better stuff to do than that."
Which was true, regardless of whether he actually accomplished it.
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"Like a sort of controlled narcolepsy?" Matt frowned. "Everyone at once, or-- you know what, don't bother. I'm sure I'll see it for myself. Or not see it, as the case may be." His head was already starting to hurt from the sudden onslaught of impossible information, and he didn't even have a cigarette to calm his nerves with.
"About catching you asleep during the day, though," he couldn't help but add to help lighten his mood, "... how's the caffeine withdrawal coming along?"
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"There's tea," he said in a tone that made it clear exactly what he thought of tea, "but for all I know, it might be decaf." It was sadistic enough for this place. His thumbs were still intact, but he figured the torn skin around his other fingernails spoke for itself.
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The same sort that had monsters running about at night, apparently.
At least he knew he wasn't going to be alone in suffering the loss of vices. Mello's might seem sillier, but for someone who ate practically nothing but chocolate for years, such a change was going to hit him pretty hard. When he was feeling less vindictive, he might feel some pity. Maybe.
The hated glasses slid partway down his nose and he instinctively pushed them back up with one finger, hating himself for the action even before he'd finished.
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He sighed, leaning forward on the table. "It depends on what I needed made. I can salvage old equipment, sure, but having the right parts to begin with would be the issue. That's delicate stuff. What exactly did you have in mind? I'm not a miracle worker." Mello obviously had a plan, and it was most likely a plan they'd be capable of achieving in this environment, but he was still allowed to be wary when the blond started mentioning 'scraps' while referring to the sort of equipment Matt was familiar with.
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Better off playing Hangman? Matt glared again. Clearly Mello had no idea what he was talking about, but he wasn't going to start arguing about it. Not yet, anyway. He took note of the fact that there was a game room. Paying it a visit would definitely be on his to-do list.
"If time moves weird here..." He gave the matter some serious consideration, "then there might not even be any guarantee that any sort of clock would work here even if we made one. Are we allowed to go outside here at all? If so, you may want to try something like a sundial first off." Timepieces were a difficult thing to work with. A few radios wouldn't be enough to get the right pieces - especially not older radios.
"I might be able to rig up something digital - but that's a big maybe. Not with the radios, but some handheld games, even the real old ones, have digital numbering systems I might be able to alter. None of those keep the time?"
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Matt seemed to be adjusting quickly despite the initial shock, which Mello was grateful for. He'd rather not lose time waiting for someone else to work through the existential questions he'd managed to avoid.
"A sundial wouldn't help," he continued. "All of this happens at night. And yeah, none of the games keep time." He hadn't checked, but based on the care Landel took in other matters, he wouldn't make such a stupid mistake. "We could build an analog clock, maybe. But we'd need two to compare." Although Mello understood the principles of timekeeping, he didn't know the mechanics. If he didn't know, he was sure Matt wouldn't, but it was possible that L or someone else in the institute was capable of providing diagrams if not direct assistance.
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