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tigermillionaire) wrote2015-09-30 11:22 pm
tigermillionaire) wrote2015-09-30 11:22 pm
INTERSTELLAR IC CONTACT
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And I think it's how I got my hair... and my eyes. [She frowns, looking at the gem.]
Does it hurt?
Does it hurt?
[He shakes his head.]
No...it feels really...normal? Like it fits right in there, and...and like it should be, I guess.
I think those same guys are giving us stuff we're supposed to have.
No...it feels really...normal? Like it fits right in there, and...and like it should be, I guess.
I think those same guys are giving us stuff we're supposed to have.
Supposed to have? [Kido blinks once or twice, lifting her hand to touch over her shoulder and feel for the burns herself.
It would make sense. Genos said it too. That's how his eyes were supposed to be...]
Then where'd they go?
It would make sense. Genos said it too. That's how his eyes were supposed to be...]
Then where'd they go?
I dunno.
[He feels and sounds shy about it. At this point, the immediate shock over the scars has passed - she's not in pain, and so it's easier to calm down about it.]
It's like...something weird happened, don't you think? To us.
It's like we just don't remember. Like...like my dad.
[He feels and sounds shy about it. At this point, the immediate shock over the scars has passed - she's not in pain, and so it's easier to calm down about it.]
It's like...something weird happened, don't you think? To us.
It's like we just don't remember. Like...like my dad.
Your dad? [She's not sure it's a safe topic to breach, considering what she knows about his "dad." But she'll try?]
Yeah...
[He stares into the darkness between them.]
I...I hate the dad I remember. But...sometimes I remember him being different. Like he was always someone else, who actually loved me.
It doesn't make any sense but...I just feel like it's real. I don't know how.
[He stares into the darkness between them.]
I...I hate the dad I remember. But...sometimes I remember him being different. Like he was always someone else, who actually loved me.
It doesn't make any sense but...I just feel like it's real. I don't know how.
[She thinks about the things she remembers sometimes. Ayano and the boys. Kenjirou.
She closes her eyes and turns back to him.]
Want to tell me about him?
She closes her eyes and turns back to him.]
Want to tell me about him?
It's...kind of weird...
[He's further along this train of thought that he's really admitted to a lot of people, but it isn't like he doesn't trust Kido deeply already. It's just taken him a long time to verbally accept it himself.]
I remember him being really nice, and funny, and smart about stuff...and we lived in a van near the beach together. I...I remember loving him a lot.
[He's further along this train of thought that he's really admitted to a lot of people, but it isn't like he doesn't trust Kido deeply already. It's just taken him a long time to verbally accept it himself.]
I remember him being really nice, and funny, and smart about stuff...and we lived in a van near the beach together. I...I remember loving him a lot.
[She takes a moment like she's thinking about it and--]
Sounds way more like you'd take after a guy like that. It'd make sense to love somebody like that.
Sounds way more like you'd take after a guy like that. It'd make sense to love somebody like that.
Yeah...
[He trails off, unsure of how much to say. Eventually, though...]
I think...I know him. Here. In this place, too.
[He trails off, unsure of how much to say. Eventually, though...]
I think...I know him. Here. In this place, too.
He's one of us? [She looks a little surprised!]
Yeah...
[He's quiet for a moment, too reluctant to spit it out, until...]
Greg Universe.
[He's quiet for a moment, too reluctant to spit it out, until...]
Greg Universe.
Greg? [Yeah that's not what she expected.] He's... young.
Yeah...
[He doesn't really have an explanation for that, and so he pauses in a sort of dumbfounded manner.]
I don't really get it either.
[He doesn't really have an explanation for that, and so he pauses in a sort of dumbfounded manner.]
I don't really get it either.
Yeah. He doesn't know how it could be true, either. But...we both remember all the same stuff. He...feels the same way about me.
[She smiles at that. It's a genuine, warm smile.]
Greg's a good guy. If he's really your dad... I think it's good for you both.
Greg's a good guy. If he's really your dad... I think it's good for you both.
[He smiles a little too, though it's still a little awkward and unsure.]
Yeah...I think so, too.
I just wish...that I understood how it could be real. How he can be my dad while still being what he's like now...
Yeah...I think so, too.
I just wish...that I understood how it could be real. How he can be my dad while still being what he's like now...
[She considers this.]
Well... you said this is stuff we're supposed to have, right? So I never had scars before, and my hair used to be brown. And these eyes changed a bunch about me.
Maybe it's like that.
Well... you said this is stuff we're supposed to have, right? So I never had scars before, and my hair used to be brown. And these eyes changed a bunch about me.
Maybe it's like that.
[He has to think about that, too - it's complicated, to be sure.]
So you mean...maybe he's supposed to be my dad, but...for some reason he wasn't, at first? But now he is again...?
So you mean...maybe he's supposed to be my dad, but...for some reason he wasn't, at first? But now he is again...?
Well, it's like... I had a vision about a sister. She was about my age, but I was only little... younger than you. And we were caught in a fire.
And now the scars are there. Maybe it's like that.
And now the scars are there. Maybe it's like that.
Oh.
[His face falls. That sounds way more terrible than anything he's been thinking about. He reaches out to take her hand, briefly.]
I'm sorry...that that's a thing that happened. And that the scars came back, if you didn't want them.
[His face falls. That sounds way more terrible than anything he's been thinking about. He reaches out to take her hand, briefly.]
I'm sorry...that that's a thing that happened. And that the scars came back, if you didn't want them.
[She ruffles his hair in response.] I'm okay. It doesn't hurt or anything.
But if Greg's your dad... maybe it's just kinda coming out now. Like the scars are. If you both think that's it...
But if Greg's your dad... maybe it's just kinda coming out now. Like the scars are. If you both think that's it...
[He frowns, uncertain.]
But...how did we lose that stuff in the first place?
But...how did we lose that stuff in the first place?
[She... has no clue honestly.]
I... don't know I guess. But it had to happen, didn't it? Because it's back...
I... don't know I guess. But it had to happen, didn't it? Because it's back...
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