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voidtreckerexpress2020-12-14 09:19 am
blue_ice) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-12-14 09:19 am
what's left to guide me [open]
Who: Seto Kaiba and anyone/everyone he can't successfully avoid (that's you!)
Where: Various (library/kitchen/sauna) + some closed prompts in comments, more on request!
When: Imagination 22
What: Having finally resigned from the council, Kaiba's left to figure out just who he's supposed to be now. One problem: it's a little hard to have a private crisis when train is Small.
Warnings: Possible mentions of violent history/suicide. Those will be warned for/asked about before it comes up, after clearing it with the player.
a. library car
Hearing answers from the train had been a temporary respite from Dealing With This, but when there's no trainwide distraction going on, you have to make your own respite. That's why he'll be avoiding his usual trademark car of Games, sticking to an alcove in the upstairs library.
He perched awkwardly at a desk with his laptop at his fingerprints, dressed simply in his black turtleneck and black leather pants. He'd left all the flashy accessories behind today. He's absorbed in lines of code on one half of the screen, some kind of bizarre game taking form on the other. It's just a swirling ooze of picture for now, almost like a black hole. An apt metaphor for his life at the moment.
Eventually, he drops his head in his hands over the keyboard. The black hole eats all the other characters on the screen. It's a good effect, but...definitely needs improving.
b. kitchen scrubbing
One thing he can do, at a minimum, is his chores. He throws himself into them with gusto, vigorously scrubbing soap stains at sinks and sweeping crumbs. He's careful to wait until just after the cooking team has cleared out from each meal, hopefully before anyone comes wandering in for a snack.
He's aggressive on the counters and dishes, mopping and scrubbing the floors with all the strength he has. He's on a single mission: to make it all shine. At least until the next mealtime.
c. late night sauna
Sauna enthusiasts have long preached that a sweat session in these rooms can cure most ills. Sleeplessness is one of them, though whether feeling lost counts is up for debate. Seto decides it's worth a shot when the hour becomes quite late---his tossing and turning will wake his boyfriend if he's not more careful.
Yes, leaving it all behind sounds like an excellent idea. He enters with a towel slung over his hips and drops bonelessly onto a bench, determined to sweat whatever this is out of his system for good.
Where: Various (library/kitchen/sauna) + some closed prompts in comments, more on request!
When: Imagination 22
What: Having finally resigned from the council, Kaiba's left to figure out just who he's supposed to be now. One problem: it's a little hard to have a private crisis when train is Small.
Warnings: Possible mentions of violent history/suicide. Those will be warned for/asked about before it comes up, after clearing it with the player.
a. library car
Hearing answers from the train had been a temporary respite from Dealing With This, but when there's no trainwide distraction going on, you have to make your own respite. That's why he'll be avoiding his usual trademark car of Games, sticking to an alcove in the upstairs library.
He perched awkwardly at a desk with his laptop at his fingerprints, dressed simply in his black turtleneck and black leather pants. He'd left all the flashy accessories behind today. He's absorbed in lines of code on one half of the screen, some kind of bizarre game taking form on the other. It's just a swirling ooze of picture for now, almost like a black hole. An apt metaphor for his life at the moment.
Eventually, he drops his head in his hands over the keyboard. The black hole eats all the other characters on the screen. It's a good effect, but...definitely needs improving.
b. kitchen scrubbing
One thing he can do, at a minimum, is his chores. He throws himself into them with gusto, vigorously scrubbing soap stains at sinks and sweeping crumbs. He's careful to wait until just after the cooking team has cleared out from each meal, hopefully before anyone comes wandering in for a snack.
He's aggressive on the counters and dishes, mopping and scrubbing the floors with all the strength he has. He's on a single mission: to make it all shine. At least until the next mealtime.
c. late night sauna
Sauna enthusiasts have long preached that a sweat session in these rooms can cure most ills. Sleeplessness is one of them, though whether feeling lost counts is up for debate. Seto decides it's worth a shot when the hour becomes quite late---his tossing and turning will wake his boyfriend if he's not more careful.
Yes, leaving it all behind sounds like an excellent idea. He enters with a towel slung over his hips and drops bonelessly onto a bench, determined to sweat whatever this is out of his system for good.
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"I've already done the whole disappearing thing; don't you go and do it, too!"
With that warning, she settles back into scrubbing.
"Depending on who you ask, 'happy' is relative. And the ministry doesn't surprise me... Definitely makes this train different from the last place I was, though."
There, Cyrus and Nautilus' Call had been similar enough to the nature of the Powers That Be back home for Nita to give it a pass. Not so here!
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"Different in what way?"
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She makes a pondering face. "... Hell, I'm not sure if there's a difference between a pilot's tether and just that of regular crew."
Maybe that was why Halo had faded away - crew was replaceable, but pilots were... for life?
It wouldn't be Nita's first engagement with things of that nature, anyway.
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That's been one of his questions from the beginning. "We know it's alive...there's someone there to connect with. But...no, I don't remember anything off before the platform."
Another lapse into his thoughts. "We still don't know enough, but it's more than it was."
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Which meant it was probably just the machine at the helm... all alone, and keeping itself that way at least in part.
Not a healthy situation, by any means.
"And I think that bit's consistent, so far anyway."
Who knew what could break in interesting ways next? They'd already had the autotranslate turn off.
"Mmhmm. And when it comes to learning, everything counts."
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After this, he finishes scrubbing his section and looks back at her. "And now...well. Nowhere to go from here but onward."
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"You mean that literally? Because there's always the second floor..."
And even if it wasn't - then it was still an opportunity to keep hanging out together.
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He manages a small smile for her, and gathers the equipment. Up the stairs they go.
"Sure you want to keep up with me, Nita?"
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"I do, Seto. You have my word as a wizard, there."
Smiling as she was, she's serious.
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"...and I'm in your corner too. You have my word, as...a friend."
He's still trying to figure out this new role. It's an ongoing process, and might take a little patience. But he'll get there eventually.