[ souvenir shop! we're at the ASS shop! more specifically, strohl is looking at the little keychains, rifling through the names. he's got one in hand with a look on his face that's grimly growing in dread. ]
Hey - do any of these names look familiar to you?
[ kaworu can see when he moves his hand just slightly that the keychain held in his hand is labeled Eupha. ]
[ the good news is he is not stinky!! he's looking up at the screens with a frown on his face, hands on his hips.... though when he spots kaworu, he gives him a sup nod. ]
[ i will not let tags keep us apart brigit crawls to
anyway here we are! i assume anders probably let kaworu into our house so strohl's been kind of keeping an eye on it - whenever he emerges, he gives him a little nod and waves him over to the full kitchen area, where he's doing something! ]
Did he fall back asleep? [ god i hope so ] Here, come here.
[Nods quietly to answer the question but stays rooted to the spot for a bit at the request. He looks back at where Anders is sleeping, like if he moves too far away the man will disappear. But Kaworu figures Anders would perhaps want him to speak with the other people on his team. Slowly, he walks towards Strohl.]
...let me fix you something to eat. [ he gestures over at one of the seats - one of those stools you pull up to a high top. ] Figure you'll be staying a while, right?
It's about two hours before they boot you out, I learned. [ which is what happens when he hangs out with hulkenberg... his separation anxiety and she isn't even hurt!! ] See if I can get you a pass for another two after. If you want time in there, the other bed's mine, so... just let me know.
[Kaworu was possibly witness to that... so at least he was aware that his time was limited. He nods at offer, suddenly aware that if not for Anders, he'd be glaring down Strohl like a cornered alleycat, still suspicious and afraid of adults and their motives.]
Everyone here has been kind to me.
[He mumbles it. Like he's embarrassed of character growth.]
Think you'll find in the face of suffering, people tend to be pretty kind, for the most part. Especially a group like this, where we've all been through the bloody wringer.
[ as he's setting out ingredients to make some kind of stew or something. ] Were people not to you, before? Besides Anders.
Not really. I was a means to the end for my creators. At best a curiosity. So when I ended up with Anders as a roommate, it was very different than anything I'd experienced before.
[A shrug. He thinks about the early days of Heaven and his eagerness and desire to talk to everyone and to seek their favor. How had he lost that curiosity? What happened to him?]
People in Heaven were kind to me too... I suppose I just let my heart close after everything.
strohl, though - thats a lot to hear. creators? means to an ends? he's not quite sure he gets all of it, but the last part... his curiosity is genuine, questions just as much so. ]
I don't know. Closing your heart also means you're protected even if you might be more lonely because of it.
[He leans his head on the table, thinking it over as he looks at where Anders is sleeping just a room away. Kaworu can't be another weight on his shoulders.]
[ strohl says, thoughtful. he's heading to the stove, starting to pull out leftovers - kaworu can see some kind of meat and vegetable dish, something hearty and filling - as he takes it to the stove.]
It's a cost and a benefit thing. Risks and rewards. I think... you're going to get hurt, no matter what - lonely or otherwise. God knows I've been both. But I'm better for the people that I surround myself with, too.
Plus, we're going to be here for eight bloody weeks - and there're plenty of people here who've gone through it. I imagine we're made stronger when we can lean upon each other, with all those shared experiences.
[ sets this before getting obliterated on the network for my own sanity
anyway!!! it's time for the simulation room. kaworu gets to enter with the room already in progress to a simulation - he'll find himself standing in front of a frankly massive...boat? it's hard to tell exactly what it is, but it has legs, and it's rumbling softly like it's on, occasionally letting out a pshhh of steam. visible also on this massive machine is... a door with a small set of stairs, looking like, ostensibly, you could board it.
[he does! But without really much direction because it's all so strange to him. He just goes up to the legs and puts his hand on them just to see what they feel like. Then, he goes and tries to climb inside.]
[ honestly valid. one of the leg disappears when he touches it, but it glitches back into place a second later. apparently this simulation is bad at legs?
anyway!!! when he comes inside, he'll find a ladder that leads him up into the hull. clambering up the the ladder halfway gives him a view of the base level of the ship - there's a storage room and a laundry room with clothes hanging up to dry from a clothespin line, and another door that leads off somewhere else. there aren't any windows in this area, so it's not like, super great lighting. kind of like a basement. it's surprisingly roomy though!
however, above his head, the ladder continues another floor! stop here and explore or head up further... ]
the second floor is much more spacious - as he comes up the ladder, he can note to his left is a long hallway with a few doors. kaworu can see a kitchen, a little sitting room with a small altar (that may look familiar from the party with the dragon effigy in turboheaven, actually!) and several bunks tucked into the wall.
to the right is that large table as shown in the picture linked above and - also strohl! he's poring over a map and hasn't noticed he has company yet. the gauntlet runner feels nice, overall. homey, if a little small. tight quarters. ]
[ if kaworu was anything like strohl, he might not have even noticed anything else was going on in the simulation room when he realized anders was gone. for strohl, it was tunnel vision the moment he looked to his left and realized vi was gone.
he'd gotten up then, stormed out of the room, and made a noise - a scream, the guttural, feral scream of a person in abject grief, nearly a howl of fury and misery, more animal than person - followed moments later by the sound of shattering glass and sparks flying.
that was hours ago, now, though. he finds himself instead at kaworu's lounge. knocks on the door, late into the night, and says, ]
Nagisa. [ his voice is rough, sandpaper glass - the sound of someone who's been crying, gruff and short-syllabled, but persisting. ]
[Kaworu had fallen asleep, head on Anders' shoulder, like he'd done many times before, always safe and comfortable. When he'd awoken on the cold ground, he'd decided to believe that Anders had simply woken up before him as was normal.
Except he knew deep down that this was not normal. So he'd gotten up and just ran away. Ran before anyone could call his name. Ran before his body even remember how to do things like create tears or scream. Ran to try to find a place where this wasn't true, where this wasn't happening, that Anders could just be in the next shop, in the next restaurant, in the next corner, in the distance.
Running away from the despair pooling inside his chest.
Hours later, he's not in his lounge, he's in the hallway when he sees Stohl, dry-eyed but oddly damp.]
Don't call me that.
[Only Shinji Ikari ever called him that. A boy he hadn't seen in over a year now. And yet it still feels like derisive comment.]
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