石神千空 Senku Ishigami (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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voidtreckerexpress2020-11-01 08:14 am
10billionpercent) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-11-01 08:14 am
[Open] Escapades With A Mad Genius
Who: Senku Ishigami and anyone who wants to spend time with him.
Where: Various
When: Imagination 1-6
What: Senku apparently has all kinds of things to do pre-mission.
Warnings: One prompt is medical in nature, it's not really graphic.
Kitchen
In the absence of a laboratory, Senku appeared to be using cooking to cope. No, he wasn't on the purple team, meaning he wasn't officially cooking, but it was keeping him busy, and no one really wanted him to have idle hands for too long.
From the time they left the platform, until the night before the mission, he could likely be found in there at least once a day working on one project or another.
The first day, he was busy using the new ingredient of honey to make a caramel on the stove, and he had bunches of cilantro and some limes on the counter in front of him, as well as a water carbonatation machine.
After that, he could be found with a few other projects. In one instance he had lemons, honey and coconut oil in front of him. In another, he appeared to be making some kind of marinade with soy sauce and a variety of spice packets and some kind of meat. In a third, he was slicing ginger root and daikon as thinly as he could.
On Imagination day 5, he'd found his way to a few mangoes which since he didn't wear his SCA on the train very often, he didn't get the reminder that peeling mangoes was a bad idea. He'd barely started the first one when he developed a rash on his hands and at least the skin that could be seen swelled up, including his eyes and lips, thanks to urushiol being present between the peel and the fruit. One might stop at that point and deal with the allergic reaction, but Senku proceeded to continue peeling fruit as though he wasn't immensely uncomfortable.
Spa
Senku will likely check out the spa late in the evening when he couldn't sleep one night. For modesty's sake, at least other people's modesty, he will select the requisite orange swimsuit and sink into the water for a little soak. Notably, when wet, his hair collapses into some semblance of ordinary.
He wasn't interested in a massage, but a soak and a steam wouldn't be out of place.
[OOC: Also available, choose your own adventure. Senku haunts most cars, he doesn't sleep a whole lot and he doesn't usually mind company. You can just add whatever you like - don't be afraid of the pre-planned threads, or you can contact me on Discord: Ammeschan#5385 or![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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Where: Various
When: Imagination 1-6
What: Senku apparently has all kinds of things to do pre-mission.
Warnings: One prompt is medical in nature, it's not really graphic.
Kitchen
In the absence of a laboratory, Senku appeared to be using cooking to cope. No, he wasn't on the purple team, meaning he wasn't officially cooking, but it was keeping him busy, and no one really wanted him to have idle hands for too long.
From the time they left the platform, until the night before the mission, he could likely be found in there at least once a day working on one project or another.
The first day, he was busy using the new ingredient of honey to make a caramel on the stove, and he had bunches of cilantro and some limes on the counter in front of him, as well as a water carbonatation machine.
After that, he could be found with a few other projects. In one instance he had lemons, honey and coconut oil in front of him. In another, he appeared to be making some kind of marinade with soy sauce and a variety of spice packets and some kind of meat. In a third, he was slicing ginger root and daikon as thinly as he could.
On Imagination day 5, he'd found his way to a few mangoes which since he didn't wear his SCA on the train very often, he didn't get the reminder that peeling mangoes was a bad idea. He'd barely started the first one when he developed a rash on his hands and at least the skin that could be seen swelled up, including his eyes and lips, thanks to urushiol being present between the peel and the fruit. One might stop at that point and deal with the allergic reaction, but Senku proceeded to continue peeling fruit as though he wasn't immensely uncomfortable.
Spa
Senku will likely check out the spa late in the evening when he couldn't sleep one night. For modesty's sake, at least other people's modesty, he will select the requisite orange swimsuit and sink into the water for a little soak. Notably, when wet, his hair collapses into some semblance of ordinary.
He wasn't interested in a massage, but a soak and a steam wouldn't be out of place.
[OOC: Also available, choose your own adventure. Senku haunts most cars, he doesn't sleep a whole lot and he doesn't usually mind company. You can just add whatever you like - don't be afraid of the pre-planned threads, or you can contact me on Discord: Ammeschan#5385 or
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At the question he sighed. "I don't know, I mean it's..." He wasn't that great with his own feelings either, honestly. He had a hard time dealing with them, when he wasn't stamping them out.
"I think...it's nice to have. Nostalgic and all of that...it's also kind of freaky, looking at the world that is gone...and it's something I want to get back."
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Tidus returns to the cleaning easier now, trying to go on - since at least this is less complicated than anything to do with himself, or anything with a magical aspect. "Spira, when I was there, it didn't have much. Because Sin kept destroying all the towns and settlements people made, and the dead - they come back as fiends if they're not properly Sent. The people were made to believe machines brought Sin to life in the first place too, so everyone lived without them. People live by the seas, have boats powered by a type of bird. I kinda think it must be what life's like for you.
"Everything can change in an instant, and you go from cities to huts... but it's the same the other way round. No matter how long change takes -- it'll come."
More reflective than what he usually gets, but it's always been on Tidus's mind when he hear the struggles of other worlds; to remember Spira's own. A better future can happen, but when - that's the question.
"I'm glad you got it. You lost everything suddenly, right? A reminder like that can't hurt. When you're dad's already with you, helping you out still."
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"Our village is on the ocean." He confirmed with a nod, vanishing some bones into his arms band. "We live in wood huts. Most people, or families I guess, have their own set up. I crash in the observatory with Gen, or sometimes down in the storeroom with Chrome." Senku didn't really have his own home, but both of those did well enough.
"We're getting tech back, but it can only go as fast as I can make it, or somehow, Chrome coming up with it. He's a real clever guy, coming up with things he doesn't know what they are, but they're innovative to someone like him." Humanity was great like that, weren't they?
"There's just the one group though." He said. "And now the original group on Treasure Island too. So we've got in my village about a hundred and fifty people and then maybe eighty or so on Treasure Island. That's it. Huge planet, and that's it as far as we know." He didn't comment on the Americans, he didn't know enough about it.
"I don't know if it's more or less rustic than what you're used to in Spira, maybe it's something like that, but the boats are mostly running under manpower. Our ship, the Perseus, runs on gasoline though." He grinned, that was of course, a huge group effort even if the refining was his doing.
"Yeah. Ordinary day." Senku commented. "I stayed up way too late the night before, doing some research and in the science lab I was fooling around with...well making gasoline, actually, and drinking energy drinks like any kid who doesn't sleep well. Flash of light, world over." He said, shaking his head a little bit. "All of it gone."
"My dad and I were close. I helped him as much as I could, and he's returned the favour, even if he lived out his life and died in the past, he still left me a lot to help me, and I'm grateful to him."
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But the sea sure didn't get to that airship.
"My...dad was around in Spira too. Kind of." Well. "Different from you, but -- it wasn't really the same. I never lost everything all of the sudden. I didn't have my old man around for years when everything happened to me." He pauses. "I can't imagine what that's like. Least when I showed up in Spira, everyone thought I was just crazy or sick. Since the Zanarkand everyone knows in Spira became a holy place."
A small laugh. "But I admit, I did wonder if I'd been thrown a thousand years into the future at first."
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Senku hummed. "We have a hot air balloon, which is good enough for short flights. We also have a car, that we use mostly to bring things from the mine to the shoreline so we can transport most things by boat. Japan is one big island." He explained. "It's how they used to do it before more modern technology came about."
"And the most important thing we've managed is agriculture, now we're growing wheat."
Senku huffed a little bit. "I'm a athiest heathen, but the natives to the village have a religion based system, one that's nature-based, rather than something a little more...I don't know, modernized. I imagine that the modern people probably are a mixed bag. In the modern world there were a great many religions for people to choose from. I just don't believe in things I can't see." He would, however, respect that other people did and leave it at that.
"That's a bit rough." He admitted with a nod. "Well I can tell you going forward in time, kind of sucks."