An appended epilogue:mithrigilMarch 16 2008, 05:00:10 UTC
2022.10.29
14:03
“I see,” Subaru says, shifting his gloves. “I offer my condolences.”
“It was years ago,” Angel says. “But thank you.” Angel wears gloves as well, all white like the rest of the laboratory garb. There’s a chain around her neck and a ring dangling from it. Gale-san’s spirit could be in there, but it’s not-only Angel’s want. The shikifuku of another faith, Subaru thinks, and dispels the thought. “But David told me about you, when he…well, before. And when we started encountering problems in the God Project, I remembered
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--and another.mithrigilMarch 16 2008, 05:29:16 UTC
14:22
“Lost?”
He sounds like Fuma but not stable, not crass, and there are already enough ghosts here, enough tangling ambition and warped protection and “-Yes,” Subaru answers, pressing off the wall and turning around.
The low-not old but still worn, tattered-voice comes from a young man, wearing rich red and tan under his lab coat. That red seems somehow right; the gold that makes up the rest of his features seems wrong. “Trying to get in or out?”
“Out.” Subaru takes down his sunglasses, hears his fingers squeaking on the inside surface of his gloves. “I am sorry to-impose.”
“Come on,” the young man says, cocking his head to indicate the direction before he turns, leading Subaru back the way he’d come. “Sometimes I think these halls are out to get me.”
Subaru has to catch up; it’s not just that he’s-something-but the man doesn’t slow down, though he isn’t inconsiderate. It’s been months since Subaru thought he needed a cigarette. He does, now
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Hm. Based on this icon, your previous icon, and this statement, I must revise my estimation. I now believe there to be a 6.2% chance that you are Kira.
Re: --and another.lindenleavesMarch 16 2008, 14:57:51 UTC
He sounds like Fuma. I've only seen episode 1 of X at this point, but that's all I need for this line. Hee.
More seriously, why does Angel push every button I have in all the right ways? Just. Aagh. Love. And Subaru was the person to put in a room with her if anyone was. At least one aspect of why Wayward must have been awesome is crystal clear to me now.
...And on some alternate plane, Sheffield happened to turn up at that very moment, and the sheer act of standing next to Subaru caused him to die of inferiority. And Subaru and O'Brien lived happily ever after. Except, you know, that there was a black sun and a deadly disease and massive angst. Ah well.
Re: --and another.mithrigilMarch 16 2008, 16:56:56 UTC
O'Brien: ^_-"
Subaru: ... o_O
Sheffield: ! ... ... ... *^_^*
Subaru: Please die.
Sheffield: @#%$
O'Brien: Don't I--
Subaru: Maybe.
O'Brien: Oh.
Subaru: ._.
O'Brien: ._.
Subaru: -_-
O'Brien: Tea?
Subaru: *feels OLD*
Sakura petals: *twitter*
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Yeah, Angel mashes a lot for me too--I think I actually connect to her more than I do the characters I frequently think about and write in DDS, thus far. I wish more inspired me for her, but I think she really needs a foil or conflict to shine.
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“I see,” Subaru says, shifting his gloves. “I offer my condolences.”
“It was years ago,” Angel says. “But thank you.” Angel wears gloves as well, all white like the rest of the laboratory garb. There’s a chain around her neck and a ring dangling from it. Gale-san’s spirit could be in there, but it’s not-only Angel’s want. The shikifuku of another faith, Subaru thinks, and dispels the thought. “But David told me about you, when he…well, before. And when we started encountering problems in the God Project, I remembered ( ... )
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“Lost?”
He sounds like Fuma but not stable, not crass, and there are already enough ghosts here, enough tangling ambition and warped protection and “-Yes,” Subaru answers, pressing off the wall and turning around.
The low-not old but still worn, tattered-voice comes from a young man, wearing rich red and tan under his lab coat. That red seems somehow right; the gold that makes up the rest of his features seems wrong. “Trying to get in or out?”
“Out.” Subaru takes down his sunglasses, hears his fingers squeaking on the inside surface of his gloves. “I am sorry to-impose.”
“Come on,” the young man says, cocking his head to indicate the direction before he turns, leading Subaru back the way he’d come. “Sometimes I think these halls are out to get me.”
Subaru has to catch up; it’s not just that he’s-something-but the man doesn’t slow down, though he isn’t inconsiderate. It’s been months since Subaru thought he needed a cigarette. He does, now ( ... )
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TEETH.
And the hand in his shoulder. And the tension. And all that's left unsaid.
just. yes.
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Cannot wait for the con when we are all together. :D
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*loves being a bad influence so much*
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More seriously, why does Angel push every button I have in all the right ways? Just. Aagh. Love. And Subaru was the person to put in a room with her if anyone was. At least one aspect of why Wayward must have been awesome is crystal clear to me now.
...And on some alternate plane, Sheffield happened to turn up at that very moment, and the sheer act of standing next to Subaru caused him to die of inferiority. And Subaru and O'Brien lived happily ever after. Except, you know, that there was a black sun and a deadly disease and massive angst. Ah well.
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Subaru: ... o_O
Sheffield: ! ... ... ... *^_^*
Subaru: Please die.
Sheffield: @#%$
O'Brien: Don't I--
Subaru: Maybe.
O'Brien: Oh.
Subaru: ._.
O'Brien: ._.
Subaru: -_-
O'Brien: Tea?
Subaru: *feels OLD*
Sakura petals: *twitter*
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Yeah, Angel mashes a lot for me too--I think I actually connect to her more than I do the characters I frequently think about and write in DDS, thus far. I wish more inspired me for her, but I think she really needs a foil or conflict to shine.
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